God-Level Choice

Liu Chuchu is just a supporting role. Nearly half of the show's scenes will follow his own actions. Just because of Liu Chuchu's meddling, I want him to abandon the right path? It's the exact opposite of the idea that he has to be better in the first place.

Liu Chuchu's eyes were uncomfortable.

I heard him vaguely ask him: "How are you?" I almost asked his tears in one sentence. How are you? I haven't heard such a greeting for a long time, and Liu Chuchu has forgotten the feeling of being taken care of. Too bad these months, filming and shooting brought more and more obstacles. First of all, the funds cannot keep up. Then there were various scandals about him and Zhang Fei. Seeing that the public fishing boat is inclined to reveal the truth, the two who were originally prepared to face the evil spirits had to admit it. Avoid being in the limelight. Zhang Fei's mental state is very worrying, but he still has to live with the other party. Whenever he looked at the photo frame 350 he was wiping with a wet tissue on the steps of the coffee table, Liu Chuchu's thoughts cried. Step by step in the greatly slanted frame of the small palm, the lips are quietly hooked on the small corners, and form a contrast with him. Black and White's expressions were gentle and strange. This Liu Chuchu made it clear that she was a curse in this Lin time. He even thought of hiring a Feng Shui master. He is always materialistic. He was thinking when he dreamed back in the middle of the night. Stuck behind him is that dizzy cloud, but with a malevolent gas field stopping all his movements, it's not sadness.

The speculation drove people crazy, and Liu Chuchu still remembers the moment he walked off the cliff and fell from the window of the man who was still snarling with him. Even before the moment when he swings a baseball bat and beats Zhang Fei, the pictures are clear and complete. Now, the person may be standing beside him, perhaps sitting on the arm of the sofa.

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When I got on the train, I could see in the rearview mirror that Liu Chuchu was about to enter, opened the door and watched him leave. That looks absolutely perfect, ready to be replaced by the original owner, appointed to hold him in bitter ways.

Lin Yunbo smiled and glanced at his glasses: "How is Liu Chuchu doing here?"

Chu Feng won't hide his dislike: "Don't say it, I'm confused too. Tang Ruirui gave me a good role here, I'm satisfied with the script, I only know when I talk about work. Male No. 2 or No. 3 male player is Liu Chuchu's choice."

Lin Yunbo's expression didn't change: "Oh?"

"Oh, what? Tell someone."

Lin Yunbo's smile finally merged: "Didn't you touch the spark when you met? You didn't even yell at him? It's not satisfactory how to look at it"

Chu Feng sighed: "What are you thinking about all day?"

Lin Yunbo suddenly turned the steering wheel into an underground garage, (cfeg) swiped his card and found a parking space. He slammed the lights off and turned to the passenger seat to hold the man.

Chu Feng just knew that he was angry when he stepped on the gas pedal. He also knew he was angry. As he rushed over, he hugged him and opened his mouth to greet him while gently stroking his head

Lin Yunbo held Chu Feng's face, pressed the other hand on his head, the back of his head felt good gently and comfortably, he also stroked Chu Feng, the soft and soft hair band, with the freshness of shampoo Aroma, feel good.

The resentment gradually disappeared. Because this person gives it his all.

Lin Yunbo whispered, "I don't want you to meet."

"I don't want to see him either." Chu Feng kissed his mouth, his soft eyes looked like streamers in the dark. "But there is nothing I can do. I have done nothing wrong. I should have worried and avoided him. When I see him now, it is like meeting a stranger."

"No." Lin Yunbo whispered.

"Don't cause trouble." Chu Feng touched his face: "If I see him hiding, will I be satisfied?"

"Why are you hiding?" Lin Yunbo was even angrier. After a Lin time, the tangled impulsive impulse gradually disappeared and gradually recovered.

"Liu Chuchu is really not the same thing!" He groaned, Chu Feng's expression did not change at all. His hand slowly slid down his arm, then slowly onto his wrist, holding it, stroking his fingers. scar.

At this moment, Liu Chuchu opened the door frame and sent Chu Feng's appearance to leave his heart. Small nose and small eyes with a reluctant expression, looking forward to seeing him back. Lin Yunbo and his eyes were in the rearview mirror, but Liu Chuchu didn't see him through the window, but Liu Chuchu's eyes were fixed on the car, unwilling to do so. .