Dialed Zhou Shuchen's long-distance call, Weng Tingjun secretly guessed in his heart, it was estimated that the number of the 334433 was half water, and when Zhou Shuchen said that it was not, he was surprised.

How long has it been brainwashing in the morning? There are so many people...... I'm going, it's so #exciting.

To be honest, the people who enter the prison during this time are definitely the hardcores in the future, and it is these irons that Weng Tingjun and Tiara need, maybe the strength of one person is insignificant, but what about a group, a gang, a large number of people? The combined force can definitely circle the earth six times. What is fragrant, Jia Duobao, and what is the matter with them.

OK.

It's definitely okay.

Weng Tingjun even constructed in his mind the picture of Tiara's release of "Ode to Lovely", coercing the Chinese queens to force the palace Korean entertainment princes, maybe we fans can really press the stick on the ground and beat it into a toothpick.

Well?

Why do you say us?

Weng Tingjun was suspicious, stopped YY, Weng Tingjun asked Luo Yuhao to hurry up and make all Tiara's works into high-definition versions, and he wanted any pictures before and after his debut, and broadcast them all in Xiaoyu TV.

Reluctantly reading these numbers again, Weng Tingjun found that he seemed to have more confidence in his heart.

The inflated popularity doesn't prove anything, but ...... What Tiara lacks most at the moment is popularity, and when it recovers, maybe the situation can be better and it will be able to return sooner.

As for Hyacinth's New Year's greetings, Weng Tingjun didn't bother to look at it, if it weren't for the fact that he was queens, he would have been blacked out a long time ago.

"During this time, don't look for me, I want to be quiet alone."

Jingle bells.

The phone rings.

Weng Tingjun looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen, hesitated to answer it, and casually threw it on the table, but happened to get stuck on the answer button.

"Hello, is this Mr. Weng Ting Jun Weng? I am Han Enjing. ”

Don't look for me. I want to be quiet......

"What's wrong?"

"Your teddy has been cured, I ......" Han Enjing's tone was a little uneasy, she thought that this kind-hearted person was a strange fan, who would have thought that it was Luo Yuhao's distant relative. A veritable relative of the royal family! After thinking about it, Han Enjing felt that it was still necessary to make a phone call to thank Weng Tingjun, after all, he was a "good person".

"Didn't you say that? It's already a birthday present for you, you're more gentle and attentive, and this dog is with me...... Come on. Maybe one day I will use it as a hot pot ingredient. ”

"No! Absolutely not. ”

"yes, yes, no, no, no." Weng Tingjun laughed, Han Enjing at this time was completely different from the domineering fourth master on the stage.

"Okay, then I'll really take it."

"Need I say thank you?"

“……”

"May I treat you to dinner?"

"Han Enjing, are you putting the cart before the horse? To be honest, I prefer you who are domineering on stage, I'm not a child of anointed, there's no need to be afraid, to put it bluntly, I'm not as good as you, so what...... I'm a queen, don't stress me. ”

Weng Tingjun had to use honorifics, this contrasting and cute soft girl was not Park Chulong. After a few contacts, this woman is more delicate and gentle than anyone else in her bones, and if she can't say the wrong thing, she really cried. Hey...... No, when it was an abandoned warehouse in Japan, this soft girl's fist and foot power is not small......

“…… Okay, I see, I'm sorry for you. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Weng Tingjun could vaguely hear her rapid breathing.

“…… Send me the address, I don't think I've made a mistake in having a meal. ”

“……”

After all, Han Enjing has been debuting for so many years. How can you be so shy and sensitive? There is only one answer, I am afraid that he really regards him as a relative of the emperor.

Weng Tingjun shook his head, a selfish outsider like him couldn't bear to hurt such a woman, why did people from the same country treat them like this?

The same. There is only one answer.

Koreans are sick.

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It can be seen that Han Enjing is dressed up carefully today, with a pink scaly sweater, a pair of white trousers, a pair of snow boots on her feet, and a little powder on her face. The pink cheeks make people want to take a bite.

Weng Tingjun felt that Han Enjing still had a lotus leaf hat decorated with flowers, if Han Enjing wore this hat, he would definitely be able to kill a group of people in seconds.

Some people are gentle and far-fetched, but Han Enjing is the opposite.

Weng Tingjun can't boast anymore, if he continues to boast, there is really no way to eat this lunch, looking at the woman blushing, Weng Tingjun sighed: "I have a girlfriend." ”

And more than one.

"Ahh Han Enjing raised her head and looked at Weng Tingjun with a blush, "I'm sorry, you say it again." ”

“…… It's nothing. Weng Tingjun suddenly thought of Li Juli's admonition, and looked at Han Enjing with complicated eyes.

If you don't want to pick the nectar, even if it is amazing in sweetness, don't provoke it.

"Let's eat."

"Hmm." Han Enjing also returned to normal.

The meal was enjoyable, and Han Enjing was also infected by Weng Tingjun, who had no shelf, and became no longer so restrained, and talked and laughed with Weng Ting.

After the meal, Weng Tingjun didn't rush to pay, not because he was stingy, but because Han Enjing had already settled the order when he went to the bathroom halfway.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"Are you tired?"

Weng Tingjun's tone was aggravated and he repeated it again.

“…… Not tired. ”

"Then why don't you dare to look me in the eye, because I am a relative of your president, so you are afraid of me and afraid of me? So you cautiously and trembled at me, Han Enjing, you kind of disappointed me as a fan. ”

Han Enjing was slightly stunned, and her eyes were a little red.

"If that's the case, what is Luo Yuhao's purpose in arranging for you to hide in the snow? Listen, you are Tiara's fourth master Han Enjing, you don't want to please anyone, don't bend to cater to anyone, even Luo Yuhao!! ”

"I ...... You...... He ......"

Weng Tingjun frowned, picked up Han Enjing's delicate jade-like chin, leaned closer, and looked at her condescendingly, her eyes kept dodging.

"Look at me."

"I told you to look at me."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Answer me."

Han Enjing's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the flush on her cheeks became more and more intense, compared to Weng Tingjun, she was so casually light, she was annoyed but not angry.

Weng Tingjun's head lowered slowly, and Han Enjing could sense the temperature on his face rising, just when Weng Tingjun's big mouth was getting closer and closer to Han Enjing's small mouth.

Bang.

A scream came out of Weng Tingjun's mouth, and Weng Tingjun quickly squatted down with his crotch #.

“-_-!” (To be continued.) )