Having Triplets With Potent CEO

One day there was a scene of hanging Weiya. She wrapped Weiya around her waist and rotated seven times in mid air. On that day, she roughly estimated that she had earned more than 200 laps.

Because director Feng wants perfection, he has paid too much energy for the play.

But do you have to sacrifice a Jixiu night?

The play will be red because of this, and she will be red because of this, but in this case, only Jixiu night was black, and they all stepped on his body.

Feng Dao also persuaded, "black and red are also red. For so many years, Ji xiuye is probably familiar with being black, so you say leave it alone."

Tang Qingge went out and thought with his head down.

Tian Meng waited for her outside the door and advised her, "sister Tang, are you still worried about Ji xiuye? If I say you don't care about him, what he likes is his own business. Anyway, he also said he won't let us take care of it. Why should we ask for trouble?"

"He's not that kind of person."

Tang Qingge turned over the comments under the microblog and found the people who said they heard Ji xiuye say this on the spot. She narrowed her eyes.

After a pause, Tang Qingge said, "others can ignore him, but I can't ignore him."

"Ah? Why?"

Tang Qingge touched his nose and said vaguely, "because I'm his future sister-in-law!"

"What did you say, sister Tang?"

"Nothing, shoot first!"

Ji xiuye filmed all day as if nothing had happened.

In the evening, he sat alone on the open-air umbrella balcony of the hotel room. He turned over the microblog comments. From the first article to the previous articles, he turned over each article. When he saw someone scolding his dead father and mother, he would sneer and reply to the other party.

[my parents died long ago. How old are you to teach me!]

The spray on the Internet cursed fiercely, mixed with some obscene words to scold his parents. Ji xiuye looked at it, his chest fluctuated, and finally threw his mobile phone angrily.

"A bunch of brainless guys!"

He didn't have to be angry with these people. After being angry with them, he lowered his pattern. Ji xiuye convinced himself so, but... Those abusive words pierced into his heart like a knife.

They said he had no mother.

Say if you're a fucking whore.

He really can't stand it

But haven't you been like this for so many years?

Ji xiuye covered his face with one hand, leaned his head against the column and laughed at himself. Anyway... He's used to it.

And no one cares about him.

He has been used to it for so many years.

night

A guest came from the sun family. Sun Xiaoxiao jumped down from upstairs in her nightdress. Sun Ma immediately scolded her, "it's no big or small. You're miss sun. You have to open the door."

"Housekeeper, you go."

Sun Xiaoxiao stuck out his tongue and the housekeeper respectfully opened the door.

The door opened.

Tang Qingge appeared at the gate of the sun family. Sun Xiaoxiao was stunned when she saw her. The next second, she screamed, "I'm not dreaming, my peach blossom demon!"

Sun Ma scolded her, "Xiao Xiao."

"Mom, mom, my idol has come to our house!"

Sun Xiaoxiao's mother couldn't control her excitement. She was so angry that she gave her a look. Sun Xiaoxiao immediately knew that her Mommy agreed that she had come into contact with her idol, and immediately came forward to cordially hold Tang Qingge's hand.

"You come with me to my room."

Tang Qingge smiled and nodded, "OK."

Sun Xiaoxiao took her to her boudoir. After Tang Qingge came in, he saw that his posters were all over the room. Almost all the stills she took in the fairy demon story were there. When she attended the event, sun Xiaoxiao seemed to be in the crowd and took a lot of pictures of her.