Chapter 920 Stars Can Talk Twenty-three
Zhao Zhen was holding his mobile phone, ready to reply to Xu Hai.
Hearing Meng Shenjing's question, his heart jumped.
What does it mean?
There is no advance arrangement.
But at this time, Zhao Zhen would definitely not say that.
"It's being arranged, it's estimated to be a little later. Miss Ruan is interacting with fans at this time, and there is a lottery prize. I have to pick her up later." Although Zhao Zhenzhen was a little confused, he had been following Meng Shenjing for a long time. Also manage expressions.
At this time, his heart was panicked, but his face was still very calm.
When Meng Shenjing heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze.
Yin Ming, who was the closest, felt like he was stabbed by the ice arrow.
looked up at Meng Shenjing's expression, but Meng Shenjing had already washed his hands and was sitting on the sofa without speaking, as if he was thinking about something.
Yin Ming didn't say much.
Zhao Zhen saw that Meng Shenjing didn't ask any more questions, so he went to give Xu Hai a message, and at the same time pondered in his heart, is Brother Meng tempted, or does he care?
Or, simply habit?
The reason why Meng Shenjing suddenly fell into silence was because he couldn't understand his own mind.
The words just now were really just subconsciously asked.
After asked, he also responded.
Without his permission, Zhao Zhen and the others didn't dare to make random arrangements.
The advantage of not being wrong is wrong, you don't need to take the initiative to ask for it, Zhao Zhen and the others can arrange it.
I still want to meet people.
The thoughts in my bones are slowly accumulating, and when I didn't pay attention, it has reached a depth that I can't forget.
I wanted to wave my hand again to wipe off the layers of thoughts, but the engraving was so deep that it couldn't be wiped off no matter what.
I thought about the Weibo of Ruan Ruan's lottery that I just saw.
Today, what she is doing is Xue Mei Niang.
I don't know if it tastes good or not.
Actually, Meng Shen Jingjing has never eaten many of the things she made.
It’s not just that I don’t like sweets, it’s just that an artist, even a male artist, weight is very important.
Therefore, Meng Shenjing is very controlling and does not usually eat these things.
But now, looking at Ruan Ruan's Weibo and looking at these dazzling delicacies, Meng Shenjing actually had a desire to eat.
I want to eat.
This is the most intuitive idea in my mind.
However, with his usual indifference and a little pride, even if he wanted to eat, he would not open his mouth easily.
So, how do you imply Ruan Ruan that he wants to eat?
If Zhao Zhen and the others were to retell it, I always felt that it was not very good.
What if Ruan Ruan prepared a lot and Zhao Zhen and the others also ate it?
What she made, he wanted to eat as soon as possible, and he didn't want to share it with others.
When he realized what he was thinking, Meng Shenjing was stunned for a moment.
A heart had fallen before he knew it, and when he reacted and wanted to take it back, it seemed too late.
However, with a sweet heart, there is no regret at all.
Meng Shenjing shook his head helplessly, and then took out his mobile phone.
Yin Ming and Zhao Zhen, who were standing next to each other, looked at each other and felt that there was going to be a problem in the middle.
Ruan Ruan, who was missed a little by Meng Shenjing, just wrapped the last Xue Meiniang.
Then I filled in several boxes together and gave the address to the courier boy.
Today's daily routine is finally over.
Ruan Ruan picked up the mobile phone holder to support the mobile phone, then picked a back view, and took a dreamy photo with the afterglow of the sunset.
Then, edit, filter, upload, and post.