Chapter 941： The stars can speak forty-five

Chapter 941 Stars Can Talk Forty-five

"Little Ruan." Meng Shenjing said suddenly when she was too beautiful in her heart.

The tender voice, after passing through the layers of radio waves, reached Ruan Ruan's heart.

This voice is very seductive.

Ruan Ruan squinted slightly to feel it.

Then he lowered his voice, seemingly embarrassed, and said, "Well, I'm here."

You can still hear the first word, but the next two words need to be listened carefully, but you may not be able to hear them.

Small voice, small clump.

Meng Shenjing took a deep breath, tried to keep his sanity, walked to the bed and turned on the air conditioner.

The temperature was adjusted to 22 degrees.

Otherwise, Meng Shenjing was afraid that he would lose his ambition, so he flew back and hugged this cute little group.

But not very good.

Tomorrow morning to catch a plane to the next city, he has to follow.

After all, the starring role is publicity.

This is one's own work and responsibility.

And not working, how to feed this little one?

Meng Shenjing smiled helplessly, but what he missed in his heart was a little deeper because of this impulsive heat wave.

"I received the gift, I like it very much." After a little silence, Meng Shenjing spoke slowly.

"Oh, I miss my dog." The little fox teased 9488 in his consciousness.

9488: ? ? ?

9488, who was trying to climb the little black house, heard Ruan Ruan say this, and was so frightened that he shrank his neck, and the honest cat entered the little black house, locked himself up tightly, and determined not to let the spicy chicken and fox come over and teach him badly.

It is a social system that can be rescued.

I don’t want to give up treatment like this, thank you.

"I was also very happy when I was preparing." Ruan Ruan said softly, and the voice could be drunk all the way into people's hearts.

Meng Shenjing felt that if he continued to make this call, he would definitely pass it on impulse.

But, you still have to hold back.

took a deep breath, Meng Shenjing seemed helpless, and sighed as if enjoying: "Xiao Ruan, you must have been sent by God to torture me."

It’s just that, being tortured by you, it’s still sweet.

The latter sentence, Meng Shenjing was a little too arrogant to say.

Ruan Ruan pursed her lips lightly, and asked with a bit of teasing: "Then Mr. Meng, do you like it or not?"

How can you not like it.

If he doesn't like it, he's always calm and doesn't care about it. Will he make an impulsive call at this time?

These words, Meng Shenjing turned around in his heart.

But when it was his turn to speak, he was arrogant again.

The curvature of the corners of the lips has never been lowered.

But when he opened his mouth, he still collapsed.

"I like it." It's just two simple words, but it is full of deep affection that penetrates into the bones.

With Meng Shenjing's unique voice, the little fox felt that just listening to the voice, fireworks could explode in his mind.

Gorgeous and beautiful, half a lifetime intoxicated.