Entertainment: from Dragons to God-level Superstars

"??"

Zhang Zifeng was a little surprised, and asked Mu Han, "Where is Reba?"

These two days.

Mu Han and Reba almost always come and go in pairs.

Although to the outside, Mu Han and Reba did not reveal their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend.

But almost everyone can see it.

Therefore, Zhang Zifeng and Song Cur'er did not seem to be in a very good mood these two days.

If it were anyone else, Zhang Zifeng and Song Cur'er would definitely fight against each other in such a situation.

But, it's hot.

The two of them can only be secretly disappointed, there is no other way.

Because Reba is indeed no worse than the two of them.

Unique exotic beauty, good figure, and now very popular, no matter which aspect, he is not inferior to Zhang Zifeng and Song Cur'er.

Zhang Zifeng had nothing to say.

Song Cur'er has nothing to say. Before Mu Han was only surrounded by Mudan and Li Xiaoxiao, Song Cur'er was very confident when they were there.

She is beautiful and cute, her beauty level is higher than that of Mudan and Li Xiaoxiao, and she is also a signed artist of Yang Mi Studio, with a bright future...

But now, facing Reba, she has no advantage...

Faced with Zhang Zifeng's question, Mu Han shrugged his shoulders and said leisurely, "Who knows?"

"??"

Zhang Zifeng's big beautiful eyes blinked twice, as if thinking of something, he moved closer to Mu Han's ear, and whispered: "Are you two having a conflict?"

Mu Han: "..."

"Hee hee..." Zhang Zifeng looked at Mu Han and said, "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't ask..."

Mu Han: "..."

"By the way..." Zhang Zifeng suddenly changed the subject and said, "Mu Han, I should go too. The date I can't get off is coming soon, and I plan to leave in the afternoon, but... I don't have a car, can you see me off? "

After Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, he looked expectantly.

Of course, as Zhang Zifeng, a popular little star, it is impossible not to have a car.

I have already contacted her before, and there will be a car to pick her up in the afternoon.

but.

Zhang Zifeng, I want to see if Mu Han is willing to send him off, and most importantly, I want to spend more time with Mu Han, especially alone...

Enjoy the time when only she and Mu Han are together, it is said that she has never had such a chance to enjoy it.

"Oh..." Mu Han pondered for two seconds, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Originally in the afternoon, he planned to have the singer produce... "Nezha: The Devil Boy Comes into the World". However, Zhang Zifeng is also a good friend now. If he asks for his help, of course he can't sit idly by. The planned things can only be pushed back. There is no rush for this matter.

"Great." Zhang Zifeng was happy, and stretched out his little finger: "Come... pull the hook... don't go back on your word!"

Seeing Zhang Zifeng's childlike appearance, Mu Han smiled helplessly, and hooked Zhang Zifeng.

"Hanging on the hook, it cannot be changed for a hundred years..."

Zhang Zifeng smiled brightly, and Tong Zhen said, his beautiful big eyes smiled into crescents.

Looking at her like this, Mu Han became more and more dazed. It has to be said that Zhang Zifeng also has her own unique beauty.

Reba is beautiful, and Song Cur'er is also beautiful, but each has its own taste, and the current Zhang Zifeng also has her unique taste.

Seeing Mu Han's appearance, Zhang Zifeng immediately pursed his lips into a playful smile and asked, "Mu Han, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"nice!"

Mu Han nodded quite seriously.

This is the truth.

"Then who is more beautiful, Reba or I?" Zhang Zifeng asked again.

"..."

Mu Han was speechless, thought for a while and said: "There is no way to compare these completely, each has its own characteristics, each has its own flavor..."

"Hee hee... Taste?"

Zhang Zifeng said with a playful smile, "What's the smell of hot pepper?"

Mu Han: "..."

Special code, a girl paper, this question is a bit too much, how to answer this?

"Hee hee..." Zhang Zifeng continued: "Mu Han, do you want to have a taste of me?"

Mu Han: "..."