Chapter Ninety-Five: Isn't This a Shake M?
Gu Jun, who had walked out for several steps, stopped.
Turning back to the same place, he hooked Bai Qian with the eyes of a yin owl, and said word by word: "Are you sure?"
Bai Qian, who was stared at by Gu Jun, couldn't help but shudder, hugged his hands tightly in the bear's mouth, and almost shrunk into a ball.
Trembling, he said, "What are you going to do?"
"You don't know what I'm going to do, you don't know. Gu Jun, who was rubbing his hands, looked like a terrifying demon.
The yin owl in Gu Jun's eyes was full of a wild desire, which was his true feelings.
But now he wants to show that he is terrible, and the more it makes people feel funny.
Gu Jun pretended to be this one, but Bai Qian was not afraid.
Straightened, and said sharply: "Come on." You little prank. Give you two guts, and you won't ......"
Gu Jun, who was furious, pinched it.
The car owes the car owes.
Gu Jun was still in the aftertaste, Bai Qian went down directly, and the feeling just now was not fake.
Did he really dare to do it?
He just said it casually, how dare he take it seriously?
How can he take it seriously, how can he have the face to take it seriously?
No, he's just deliberately playing tricks, yes.
Bai Qian, whose tears overflowed his eyes, used all his strength to push Gu Jun out, and the latter was defenseless at all and fell directly to the ground.
He's still immersed in the dream he just had.
Bai Qian, who felt humiliated, couldn't easily let go of Gu Jun, took two steps forward, and sat directly on his waist.
Holding Gu Jun's neckline with one hand, he raised it high with the other hand to give Gu Jun a cruel, ruthless and vexatious slap.
Just when the slap was about to fall in the thousandths, Gu Jun, who reacted, hurriedly raised his hand in surrender, and kept shouting: "I calculated it, I calculated it." Your marriage. β
"I'll give you a minute, or you'll be in jail. β
Bai Qian, who had tears falling straight down, choked up and spoke, looking at Gu Jun's relieved appearance, she couldn't get angry and gave Gu Jun a slap, but the force was very light.
Where did Gu Jun, who had a very B number in his heart, dare to bargain and shout, "Your object is from Xiangjiang, more than ten years older than you, you have been in the mainland for many years, and you have been unknown, the outside world is not optimistic about you, you are very distressed." β
Bai Qian, who raised his arm and was about to start, said viciously: "I TM has announced it to the public, you tell me a hammer." β
"Wait, I'm not done yet. Gu Jun, who felt very excited, breathed a sigh of relief, mobilized his brain and continued:
"You want to make that person popular, and I've worked with him several times, but he is a singer, and he really has no talent in acting, so it makes sense that he hasn't been popular for so many years.
And you are different, you have the characteristics of red, in the future, the gap between you is getting bigger and bigger, what happens to you, he can't shelter you from the wind and rain at all, so..."
Gu Jun, who was a little hesitant, paused for a moment, but still plucked up the courage to say: "Even if you get married, it won't take three or two years before you will get divorced." β
"Impossible, impossible. You're lying to me, aren't you?"
looked at Bai Qian, who was about to collapse by grabbing his hair, and looked at himself with expectant eyes.
Gu Jun's heart softened inexplicably, and he nodded again and again: "Fortune telling, if you believe in it, it is national learning, and if you don't believe it, it is feudal superstition." But life has to be lived by itself. β
"Yes, yes, you are completely promoting feudal superstition, and I am also an undergraduate education, and I was almost deceived by you little gangster.
Besides, after two or three years of marriage, I got a ball of yarn. Bai Qian was talking to himself here, probably looking for psychological support for himself.
"You're beautiful, and you're right about anything. That one... Can you let me get up first? It's cold on the ground. β
Bai Qian, who snorted coldly, gave Gu Jun a backhand slap before standing up and returning to his seat.
This slap of Gu Jun was a bit sudden, although the physical damage was almost equal to nothing, but the mental damage was infinite.
"No, why don't you turn your face and don't recognize people. β
"You're leaving me alone. β
One sentence dispelled Gu Jun's dissatisfaction, looked down, held his head high, and was a little proud.
Don't dare to mess with it, don't dare to mess with it.
The ghost knows what will happen in a while, and Gu Jun, who didn't dare to stay here at all, got up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, you haven't told me what 'making a wedding dress for her' is?"
Gu Jun's heart "banged", he knew that Bai Qian still believed his words in some ways, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question.
It is said that people in the entertainment industry are superstitious, and some of them ask God to worship Buddha and beg themselves to be popular, but now it seems that the empty valley does not come to the wind.
The question that Bai Qian is asking now, Gu Jun has not seen it very thoroughly, and Gu Jun, who didn't dare to stimulate her, pretended to be mysterious and said: "Touch your hands to see the fortune, touch * to see the marriage, your requirements are too difficult." The conditions are not yet ripe. β
"You still want to touch meΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" Bai Qian, who was halfway through the words, hurriedly covered his mouth, and remembered that there was only that thing that could not be described than that.
Afraid that Gu Jun would say something that would embarrass both parties, he waved his hand again and again to let Gu Jun leave quickly.
", I don't want to see you in my life. β
Gu Jun, who left backwards, had a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "If the opportunity is ripe in the future, maybe I can really help you solve your doubts." β
"Also, I think you won't forget me today, remember my name, my name is Gu Jun. β
"Goodbye, girl. Gu Jun, who waved his hand, pushed open the door of the room and left directly.
It is really not interesting here, the unequal status makes it impossible for the two sides to have a deeper degree of abnormal development.
Obviously, Bai Qian is not the kind of competent idol who sleeps with fans without saying a word.
Gu Jun, who had walked out of the door for a few steps, suddenly remembered that there seemed to be something not to say, so he turned his head back and gently pushed open the door of the cafΓ©.
He didn't go in, he looked at Bai Qian, who was sitting at the table with his face covered, and said: "Forget one thing, today's coffee is yours, and remember to owe me a suit, I am the world's top brand Wedding bird." β
Gu Jun left without hesitation, leaving Bai Qian to mumble in a low voice, "Wedding bird, haven't you heard of this brand? Zhen Nima's loss is self-defeating and folds the suit. β
Bai Qian, who had a preconceived idea, thought that it was worth Gu Jun to come back and say it on purpose, and it must be of high value.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the suit that Gu Jun threw was definitely a haute couture garment, and a high-end suit might cost more than 100,000 yuan.
Thinking that the suit was thrown on the trash can, Bai Qian, who didn't care about the others, hurriedly went out to check out, for fear that the suit would be picked up by the cleaner.
Five minutes later, Bai Qian, who trotted back to the Palace of the Festivals, looked stupidly at the empty trash can.
It was a desire to cry without tears.
If it weren't for his status as a star, he would really be able to cry.