I will recognize this brother-in-law by focusing on the technique of ink painting.
][Mr. Mo, take good care of our goddess. The goddess is too thin.
][looking at this table of delicious food, the steamed bread in your hand is not fragrant immediately! I also want to have mo Zong to feed! ][no, no, no, you don't want to, ink is always our foam, only like us foam alone.
][I declare that from today on, I'm going to use this pair of CP. if you want to build a real CP, you don't have to pick on sugar to eat. You can get rid of it automatically.
]…… Fans are making a lot of noise. Jiang Mo and Mo Jingtian's super words have been built.
After the discovery of Mo Jingtian, he joined immediately without saying a word.
It seems that in the future, this kind of micro blog can be sent more, which may have unexpected effects.
It turns out that the love of the rich is like this. It has been in hot search all day.
Basically, the whole network knows that Mo Jingtian and Jiang Mo have a good relationship.
Of course, some extremists think that they are making a show, which is really impossible.
As for mu Rao, he thought that he had fully understood Jiang Mo's words and put them into practice.
At dinner, Tong Tong looks at the boy friend who is carrying the food box. He is a little confused.
"Don't you have a business show today, and you want to shoot the cover of a magazine?
Why do you have time to come here? "
As the pupil of iron powder, know all the itineraries of love bean.
It's a busy time to discuss with Mu Tong, who can't be bothered by Mu Tong's busy time, because they can't even start to talk with the editor.
But did not expect, Mu around will suddenly appear.
Murao changed his slippers and put the food box on the table. "So I only have an hour to eat dinner."
Tong Tong Ma Liu opens the food box, four dishes and one soup, but it looks familiar.
"How tired you are to come back and forth like this. You might as well have a good rest. You have to record a program tonight. Can you make it without a good rest?"
Tong Tong asked anxiously.
Mu Rao suddenly leaned forward and looked at her, "so, are you worried about me?"
Warm breath came, light blue eyes seemed to contain the deep feelings of the sea. His pupils gazed at his eyes and nodded, "you told me not to stay up late, but you want to stay up late. Are you not only allowed to set fire to the state officials and not to light the lamps?"
Some low voice, stuffy, some small temperament, small complaints.
"The nature of our work is different. It's the same with artists."
Mu Rao is helpless.
Tong Tong chewed a chicken wing and chewed hard. "Work is very important, but the body is also important. You are already 30 years old this year. If you stay up late so recklessly, you will grow old very quickly."
Mu around micro Zheng, immediately both hands pulled her body, nervously asked, "do you think I am very old?"
Tong Tong carefully looked at the handsome face in front of him, "it's not old now."
Mu Rao is keen to catch the point, "now?"
Tong Tong nodded and said, "staying up late is very harmful to your skin. Moreover, you are not seventeen or eighteen years old. There is no problem with staying up all night."
Mu Rao felt that it was necessary to adjust his working hours.
"Eat more. You're too thin now. This chicken wing is good."
He is very wise to change the topic, the issue of age, or not to talk about.
Tong Tong chicken wing gnawing to half, unexpectedly stopped, "Mu Rao, are you learning from Mo Zong?"
Murao hands on a meal: unexpectedly was guessed.
Tong Tong had no choice but to smile, "in fact, you don't have to do this.
Our situation is different from foam and ink. "
Mu Rao did not understand, "what's the difference?"