I really don't want a second marriage

As soon as she made a sound, Lin Xinghuo really kept her original action as if she had been pointed. Just because she got up halfway, she now looks like a jam. It looks a little funny.

Others wanted to laugh, but Han Muzi walked over with a serious face.

She looked around, then took out some wet paper towels, pulled Lin Xinghuo's hand up, and wiped the oil on her hand with a wet paper towel. Lin Xinghuo panicked badly after seeing her move.

The goddess gave her a skirt. It's a precious work of the goddess.

But she was so elated that she forgot. Lin Xinghuo suddenly felt a little guilty, so even if her posture was uncomfortable, she kept it all the time.

Until Han Muzi stepped back and said in a low voice, "OK."

Lin Xinghuo put his hand down, and Chen Fei came over quickly: "you said you didn't want to eat, but you didn't listen."

Lin Xinghuo looked at Han Muzi with a guilty face: "I'm sorry, Shelly, I really didn't mean it just now. Won't you be angry with me? I'm just a little happy to see you coming, so I want to meet you."

"No." Han Muzi shook her head lightly: "I didn't know you when I designed this skirt, so I didn't know your size, but I didn't expect that its size was almost the same as you, but... If you eat it again, maybe the skirt will be burst by you."

Hearing this, Lin Xinghuo's face changed and hurried to the people around him.

"Who sent this to me for food? I didn't even say I wanted to eat it. Don't you take all these things out quickly?"

She threw the pot out in a hurry, and then smiled to pull Han Muzi's hand.

Han Muzi stepped back and avoided her approach. Lin Xinghuo's smile froze: "Shelly?"

"You must pay attention to your skirt. You'd better stay before you go on stage and don't get caught." Han Muzi's clothes today have zippers, which is the reason why she avoids Lin Xinghuo.

"Well, I promise you won't mess around again. I'll sit and wait until I get on the stage." Lin Xinghuo said and skillfully ran to the sofa to sit, and the things on the table were quickly removed, and the room soon became empty.

Chen Fei looked at this scene and couldn't help coughing. Unexpectedly, the girl Xinghuo listened to Han Muzi so much.

Obviously, she is the idol of many people, but who knows that the idol is also someone else's fan sister.

It was really unexpected.

*

Han Muzi checked the dress for her. After confirming that there was no problem, he said, "well, wait here for a while. You'll be on the stage in a minute. Do a good job."

Hearing this, Lin Xinghuo nodded vigorously: "don't worry, I won't lose your face. By the way, do you know Zhao Yiru? The woman didn't know what shit luck she had. Unexpectedly, someone bought KL and gave it to her."

Han Muzi looked at Lin Xinghuo for a moment.

"What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you surprised that she can take such shit luck?" Lin Xinghuo shrugged his shoulders silently: "In fact, she has a problem in our entertainment circle. She never pays a deposit for ordering dresses and only makes oral promises. However, her conduct is not good, but small brands dare not offend her. But what brand is KL? It's an international big brand. Naturally, it won't give her half face, so someone naturally went out when they paid for it in full. We had I thought Zhao Yiru would have a big fall this time. Who knows, a man bought it and gave it to Zhao Yiru. After knowing this, I almost vomited blood. "

Speaking of this, Lin Xinghuo was indignant: "for a woman with big breasts and no brain, why is this? Besides, how beautiful that dress is, it should be worn on her. The man is also blind."

She spoke vigorously and angrily.

But Han Muzi was puzzled.

What the hell is going on?

Mingming... Xiaoyan told her that she had asked Han Qing to buy the dress, but why did the saying of giving the dress away appear?

Is it Han Qing who sent Zhao Yiru's dress?

no

It's impossible.

According to Han Qing's character, he can't do such a boring thing.

Moreover, in his eyes, only his sister is the most important. If Xiaoyan told Han Qing that the skirt fits her, Han Qing would never give it to others.

But what do you say now? Whose hand did the skirt... Go to? And transferred it to Zhao Yiru?

Is everything Xiaoyan has done going to be disappointed?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi suddenly stood up.

"I've been here long enough. I have to go back."

Hearing this, Lin Xinghuo blinked: "is it so fast? I thought you could stay here with me for a while. OK, brother Fei, send her back."

"No need." Han Muzi shook her head. "I'm not a road fool. I know how to go back. Come on tonight."

"Don't worry! I will try my best to kill Zhao Yiru!!!"

After saying goodbye to Lin Xinghuo, Han Muzi went back. When she entered the press conference, she found that the lights on the scene were not as dark as before. She turned off the lights in the audience before just for the effect.

So now she could see things and move forward. Han Muzi walked towards her position. When she was about to arrive, she took a step.

Only next to her empty position, on the left are two girls she knows, Xiaoyan and Lengyue.

But on the right, there was a tall and slender man.

And this man... Is no one else.

It was Han Muzi who thought he was the last person to appear here - yetingchen!!

How on earth did he get here? And sitting on her side?

Han Muzi stood there, stunned.

What the hell is going on?

Was that why she felt familiar with each other's outline in the dark?

"What are you doing? Are you standing here in our sight?"

After death, someone suddenly complained and pulled Han Muzi's mind back. She had to go ahead. To get to her position, she had to pass in front of yetingchen.

At this moment, she had seen who he was. She thought yetingchen would move her feet when she walked past, but she didn't expect him to move.

Han Muzi endured again and again. She could only whisper, "Mr. night, is it convenient to move her feet?"

Night Tingchen took an eyebrow and looked at her. He didn't open his mouth, but moved a little. Han Muzi took a step to go inside.

The little Yan sitting inside looked at the scene nervously.

God knows how shocked she was when yetingchen was here when the light was on. She felt that he wanted to send a text message to Han Muzi while he was still haunted. However, as soon as the mobile phone was taken out, she felt a sharp line of sight, so that Xiaoyan had to put the mobile phone back.

Han Muzi thought she could walk smoothly, but who knew that the shoe root suddenly broke, and her body fell to the side uncontrollably.