Entertainment: My seven stunning goddess sisters

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After that, Hua Feng is busy with the Swiss Swipeline, and Qiu Shuangshu has continuously submitted the live broadcast implementation plan, but also to review the approval and busy focus.

The mood of the wooden look, after handing over Zhang Yue, there is no movement in seven or eight days.

Even the wooden look also thought that Huayan and the windpiece also only said that, when he did not really rule, Zhang Yue took the door of the wooden.

"Wooden director, I am Zhang Yue, who is windy group, and trouble to open the door."

The wooden look is lying on the couch and watch the phone, assistant Xiaomei helps her to organize the work on the desk.

Xiaomei is going to open the door, blocked by the wooden look: "Don't worry! I don't solve it, there is a court to go!"

The wooden melon is spit into the trash can on the ground, and the eyes stare at the TV, and the body is moving.

Zhang Yue waited for half a day outside the door, and it was not moving in it.

I took out the phone to send a WeChat.

Zhang Yue has a WeChat, but the wooden look doesn't have him.

The wooden look lying on the sofa is touched from the coffee table.

Ok?

The wooden eyes stared at the photos sent by strangers on the mobile phone. After watching it, they sat down straight.

Enlarge, shrink, left to see the right, the wooden black face will hold the phone to the pocket, get up to Xiaomei: "You and the nanny first to the 16th floor, I have something to talk about."

Xiaomei should be a sound, and the small running is called the babysitter, and the two leave together.

Woodwood wrapped in clothes standing in porch, and I saw Zhang Yue outside the door: "Come in."

Zhang Yue didn't seem to see her look and went in.

Waiting for the wooden look, he sat on the sofa, but also pointed out: "Sit!"

The wooden look will be like the gods, and there is a sand, sitting down.

Zhang Yue played her: "How? What?"

"What do you want?" The wooden look is not weak, although the side facing Zhang Yue, but tone is tangled.

Zhang Yuebi is picking: "Contract, I have already consulted the lawyer, you don't perform the contract, Party A has the right to contract."

"Do you tell us about it?"

Zhang Yue took a piece of paper from the package and took the table: "Then, the wind is a group attorney."

The wooden looks, change your posture: "Solutions! I thought that Huafeng is so angry, it is also afraid of breach of contract!"

"Hey?" Zhang Yue side took a contract, while said: "The wooden opinion, one yard is aligned, and then the money is also people, not yours."

The wooden looks hide the eye, took the contract of the contract, sweeping, brush brush in the back sign, slap the pen to the table: "Isn't a bad live! I am still not rare. ! "

Zhang Yue took a document to see, with his fingers on it, "Get! Just say, you and the fate of the wind, you will end you!"

The wooden look has a dress, and then looks at Zhang Yue.

Finally, when the latter went to the door, the opening: "Do you have anyone ?!"

"Gone."

Zhang Yue said, the head does not return to the long.

That night.

12 o'clock.

The wooden look is sitting on the sofa, looking at the TV, you still look up at the wall watch.

At 12:30, the door twisted on the door.

The wooden look is turned off on the TV, sitting in danger, and intensive.

Oh, the door opened, and the husband Malang pinched the key.

"Why didn't you sleep yet?" Maren's skin was slightly red, and it seems to have semi-dry water vapor.

The wooden look is in the wild: "Where is it?"

"I drank some wine with my friends."

Marren said, on the other side of the sofa, the kitchen walked.

The wooden look is chasing, and the back of her husband is back, sniffing the sniff.

Ma Long said back: "You are a dog!"

Said, he took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and he fed a few mouthfuls.

The wooden look will not give it, and it will be convinced, and the nose is shocked.

"Your fucking and friends have a taste of shower milk ?!"

The wooden glory is used, and the people who are in front of them are ignite, and they are not in love.

Although Ma Lan is famous, he doesn't have anything, but when you are married, you will be married now, get married, rely on the name of the wooden, eat the old.

Ma Lan does not make money, the wood is going to see him is not pleasing.

Now, after being caught by someone else, can you not show fire?

Ma Lun looked at the hoe of the thunderstorm, and throws a sentence: "What is the nerve!"

It is necessary to go to the inner hall.

"You stand!"

The wooden look is no longer a small little girl, but a middle-aged woman in a big waist.

She pointed to Malang's back, her face was angry to distort, the sound was full, and the roof was overturned.

Ma Lun stopped, turning around, there is no expression to the wooden look: "You, do it, do,,!?"

The wooden look will go to the sofa and pick up the phone to the Zhang Yue dialog box: "What is this ?!"

Image pixels are not high, but look carefully, it can be seen.

In the photo, Ma Lun took a long haired little waist, just out of the hotel.

The two talk laugh, the expression is sweet, and it is a couple.