Chapter 275： Can't transfer noodles

Chapter 275 Can't Lose Noodles

Xiaoyi ran over to open the door again.

Han Yue tremblingly carried the skirt and rushed in quickly. After walking a few steps, she thought of something, and cast a wink in her eyes.

"Thank you Ao, Yiyi."

Xiaoyi: "……"

How is it the same as Gu Yu just now.

She touched her hot face and closed the door.

Han Yue wears a sky blue dress. She sits softly next to Su Xia, rubbing her arms to get warm.

"It's so cold, it's so cold," she squinted at Gu Yu, looked at the suit he was wearing, and said twice: "Some people wear a suit outside, but actually they wear long trousers in their pants, right? ."

Gu Yu's expression sighed: "How do you know."

He raised his eyebrows: "Did you install a camera in my lounge?"

Han Yue chuckled out: "Do I know just your virtue? And..."

She lifted up the hem of her skirt, revealing the long trousers with the skin color inside: "I also wear hahaha."

Su Xia stretched her eyebrows and raised her skirt slightly: "Hurt, who isn't it."

The three of them paused and laughed.

Sometimes although I have not said it, but the inexplicable tacit understanding is very happy.

Then the three of them took photos with the corner of their long trousers, ready to post a Weibo post.

Xue Mingan opened the live broadcast on the red carpet with a tablet computer. The three people sat on the sofa watching with gusto, chatting without a word.

The voice in the live broadcast was mixed into the conversation.

"Hu Mengyuan, please!"

The chat of the three people stopped abruptly.

Su Xia: "..."

She really came.

Hu Mengyuan was wearing a delicate pink bow-knot dress, smiling moderately, and slowly walking up the stairs in the flash.

Gu Yu patted her shoulder: "Okay, your eyes are almost eating the tablet, relax."

Su Xia smiled but didn't smile: "Why, my heart is very relaxed."

She continued nonchalantly: "Oh, right, cut your own trumpet account on Weibo, go and vote for me."

Han Yue took out her mobile phone after hearing the words: "What, who are you better than the beautiful PK."

"The PK between Lu Jingyao and Ling Zhiyan."

Han Yue raised her head.

"It's who the best actor will go to last," Su Xia said, "Lu Jingyao's vote must be a great success!"

"You can't lose noodles if you lose anything!"

"By the way, let your relatives and friends help vote, thank you."

Han Yue: "……"

Gu Yu: "……"

True iron powder.

After more than an hour, the red carpet is finally coming to an end.

Su Xia changed her appearance on the sofa, and sat tightly and stared at the screen.

"Let us finally welcome Lu Jingyao!"

Following the host’s words, the door opened in response.

Lu Jingyao stepped out of the car with long legs, dressed in a suit ironed and slim, without any folds, and meticulous.

The smooth neck line is cold and white, the contour of the face is sharp and cold under the trace of the flash, and the jet-black eyes are deep and dark, and the appearance is clear, exquisitely unable to find any blemishes.

The comments on the barrage have exploded.

Su Xia opened her mouth and sighed, "It's so handsome, my baby!"

"It's so good to see my god!"

"Look, you see, you can go to the pictorial directly!"

Han Yue and Gu Yu sat next to them, showing no expression on her rainbow ass, and they were accustomed to them.

The red carpet has come to an end.

The two of them are going back to their lounge to prepare for official admission.

The door closed in response, and Su Xia slid her phone to collect the pictures desperately.

(End of this chapter)