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Chapter 2381 The strongest love assist in history

Chapter 2381 The strongest love assist in history

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But further down—

There is a group of "reason over love///desire after the carnival" who are comparable to Sherlock Holmes' inquisitive, super careful and loyal fans.

"The cutie busty who waits for the male god to open every day": [No, the male god never posted on Weibo with an expression before, only text, and today he even posted a red heart? ? ? 】

"I will never change my name if I am greedy for my husband's beauty": [Why do I feel that Shi Da's morning good night has such a deep meaning that can't be said?Am I thinking too much? ? ? 】

As a result, the style of commenting became extraordinarily adulterous////lovely...

[Could it be that the male god said goodnight to someone he has a crush on on Weibo! ! ! 】

[F***ing trough!When everyone said this, why did I suddenly feel that it seemed to mean something! ! ! 】

[Shi Da, you, you, you... You are not in love, are you? ! ! 】

【I'm a ghost...】

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So, Weibo at almost three o'clock in the morning was bustling all night because of an update by Shi Muyang.

And a certain girl who really has something to do with this Weibo is already lying on the pink Simmons bed in her small apartment, sleeping like a piggy with the pillow of a male god, and she babbled in her dream. A incense.

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the next day.

Because Qin Su is a screenwriter, her daily routine is to sleep in the early morning and skip breakfast at noon.

She was still eating braised lion's head in her dream, when suddenly, there was a loud ringing of the mobile phone, and the big meatball that had been fed to her mouth in the dream fell straight from the chopsticks to the ground.

Tan Su let out a wail, opened his eyes in a daze, reached for his phone on the bedside table with his arms long enough to answer the call, his voice dragged on for a long time,

"Hey--"

"Screenwriter Xiaoqin, do you have time now? I want to ask you something." Wayne's smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Su murmured "Mmm".

Wayne smiled when he heard it, and was about to continue, when he suddenly asked,

"Are you still sleeping?"

Tan Su didn't open his mouth again and said "um".

Wayne didn't care about it, and poured it out like a bamboo tube pouring beans,
"It's like this. I'm doing business outside with my assistant. I can't go back for a while. Simon is alone in the hotel. Because of a cold, the notice has been postponed for two days. I'm not at ease. I just called him Didn't pick up either.

My boss, although he usually looks docile, actually has a bad temper. When he gets sick, he looks like a child. He has to be coaxed to take medicine. I'm afraid he will be left alone. In the hotel, I don't take medicine, and I don't have an appetite to eat. This may mean that the cold will get worse, so it's not good, right?

So, screenwriter Xiaoqin, can I trouble you to go to the top floor of Jim Carrey to see my boss now? "

After finishing the last sentence, Tan Su, who was lying on the bed for a second and didn't know what year it was, opened his eyes instantly, turned over abruptly, and sat up straight from the soft mattress.

Very thorough, woke up from sleep.

Then he took the mobile phone attached to his ear to his eyes and looked at it.

It was really a call from the male god's manager!
"...Hello? Screenwriter Xiaoqin, are you still listening?" Wei En, who didn't get a response, said to himself again on the phone, "I won't fall asleep again..."

Qin Su quickly brought the phone to her ear again,

"I'm--I'm listening."

(End of this chapter)

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