Chapter 200： The actor is my mother fan 40

Chu Ci probably also felt something on her lips, sticking out her small tongue and licking the corner of her lips slightly, licking the cream a bit, and then taking another bite of the puff the size of a fist in his hand.

In an instant, the vanilla-flavored cream overflowed again, and the corners of the girl's lips were stained again.

The little girl was soft and soft, like a big dumpling holding a sweet little dumpling, her eyes sparkling.

The air was soft and sweet with the sweet smell of vanilla and cream, exactly the same as the feeling this little girl gave.

Hao Ya couldn't help but smile, "The program schedule of the competition is relatively tight, and you should come to my studio for your dance practice these days."

Chu Ci nodded.

Time is indeed tight, and for Chu Ci, this dance is considered to be a monk, even with systematic blessings, he cannot grow into a dancer in one go.

But this is an opportunity in the end. With Chu Ci's current dance level, it is not ashamed to take it out, and it can also be a name for effort.

For many days, Chu Ci has been practicing dance in Hao Ya's studio during this period. Hao Ya only mentioned on Weibo about the show that he was going to be on. Several posts were posted on Weibo. The photos of Zhang Chuci during his dance practice were silently lost afterwards.

Let a group of mother fans who have finally found the organization scratch their heads.

After that, Yan Chao was dizzy for two more days, and the fever completely subsided, but his throat was hoarse and the sequelae of the cold were quite severe.

Sitting on the sofa, Yan Chao was blowing his nose with a tissue, holding a cell phone in the other hand, and coughing twice, putting the used tissue aside, the tip of his nose was flushed.

A pair of black eyes looked at the photo posted by Hao Ya on the phone with a little dark light.

In the picture, the girl’s big eyes are hanging slightly, and she is working hard. Even from the photo, she can see that her skin is white and shiny, and her nails are painted with dark purple sequins. It is to highlight this whiteness vividly.

good looking……

Yan Chao pursed the corners of his lips, long press to save.

This behavior is almost like a perverted idiot. He stays in front of his mobile phone whenever he has time, searching everywhere for Chu Ci's photo emoji.

Thinking of this, he blew his nose blankly with a paper towel.

Although the subsequent sequelae were a bit serious, Yan Chao's brain has basically recovered after the fever subsided, and he is more and more sure of his different feelings.

It's okay if I didn't feel it before, and the feeling of wanting to touch is even more widespread.

The latest issue of "Gourmet Journey" has not yet been aired, and the little girl has just gone to participate in the new show. That is to say, the little girl is not busy during this time, not only can't see each other, but also temporarily can't see it on other platforms.

Only Barabala's old food can barely live like this.

Yan Chao threw the phone in his hand aside, leaned on the sofa, coughed a few times again, couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Say OK, come and see me?"

To be more specific, it is probably ‘I’m going to die without porcelain jewellery.’

Yan Chao turned over, picked up the phone again, and typed with his lips crackling on it.

‘Mu Chao: I want to **** porcelain treasures, ah, ah, today I owe a kiss, hug and hug! ! ’

I have already made an inch of progress and turned the words of daily kisses, hugs and hugs to be something that must be done. I flipped through Weibo, with two seriousness in his black eyes.

Well, I owe at least ten shares.