Chapter 482: Roaring Uncle

I'm here again~~ Cen Yutong saw that Qiao Liya didn't take out the remote control car key, and while reminding this little confusion, he went to pull the car door, but he didn't expect it to open as soon as he pulled it: "Ah......hhh Jojo, you actually forgot to turn off the car......

Cen Yutong couldn't finish her words, because a hand suddenly appeared in the car, with long arms like an ape, and before she could react, she had been forcibly pulled into the back seat of the car. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

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Not to mention that Xia Musheng secretly wanted to wait for the woman to recover, and he had to torture her to see Yu Zhen in private but didn't explain what was going on; Cen Yutong returned to the nest and remembered all the things she had encountered Su Weina at night, which made her panic and uncomfortable; Tired and sleepy, I just couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Xia Musheng sent a good night text message, she didn't reply, she thought she was asleep, in fact, she didn't feel a little sleepy until the sky was slightly bright, and she closed her eyes in a daze, all of which were dreams, stumbling in the dream, constantly chasing and fleeing.

She often has these kinds of dreams, knowing that it is nothing more than stress, so she reflects on the dream; But the things in the dream were so clear, even if she persuaded herself in the dream that it was just a dream, and she didn't have to care too much...... But there is no escape.

Before waking up completely, I dreamed that I returned to the Haicheng Satellite TV News Center as a reporter, and I was not adaptable. Xia Musheng had to come to visit her, the computer room, the studio, and even when she went out to pick up, she had to go out with the same car. He didn't know which nerve was wrong, as if he was afraid that she would leave his sight.

Who knew there would be a tornado halfway through. The raging demon wind swept the car into the air, and the cameraman in the same car hurriedly raised the machine to take pictures. As for her, she clung to the back of the back seat of the car - I don't know why Xia Musheng was absent from her dream at this time.

She looked out of the car window in a panic - the car had fallen and floated on the sea, and the water was rushing to the shore to her left, flooding many continents and all the reclaimed seas of Southeast Asia; The ground is green and green, and it has become a wetland......

This dream ended here, it ended a little nonsensical, and it was definitely not forced to end by Shen Yibai's phone call. Because before picking up Shen Yibai's phone, she had been thinking about it for a long time, and she didn't know how to explain this dream with no ending; Then the phone rang.

At first she didn't want to pick it up.

Her emotions haven't completely eased yet, and she is still in a state of not wanting to pay attention to people, she guesses that it is Xia Musheng again...... In the end, I took my phone over and took a look.

At a glance, it jumped as if it had been scalded by boiling water: it was not a mobile phone number, it was a landline number.

Uh, ahh...... Which demon wind is blowing, Shen Yibai actually took the initiative to call her!

After picking it up, he was inevitably a little flattered, and stammered: "Big, big white, the sun came out of the west today?" ”

Shen Yibai didn't answer immediately, paused and said, "The sun didn't come out today." ”

Burst...... Shen Yibai not only took the initiative to call, but also took the initiative to tell cold jokes? Cen Yutong was drunk. She grabbed the phone between her shoulders and moved to the window to draw the curtains, sure enough, it was cloudy outside, but it was not dark, look at the time, it was almost half past twelve.

This is very in line with Shen Yibai's schedule.

"Dabai, you are my sun!" Cen Yutong said.

Hmph, the handsome guy who is automatically sent to the door, not sexually - playing in vain - playing; Shen Yibai's big eyes could be seen across the phone, and Cen Yutong felt very happy when he thought about it.

Shen Yibai said: "In the afternoon, a folk singer came to the store for an interview, I haven't invited anyone for a long time, I want to invite another one." If you have nothing to do, you might as well come and make a decision together. ”

Cen Yutong was stunned, since Li Fengxuan went to Kyoto, "12 o'clock" has indeed not entered a new singer; Originally, it was understandable to invite newcomers, but Shen Yibai's invitation was really a little weird.

At an extraordinary time, Cen Yutong understands this truth, and she has to admit that Xia Musheng's method may be effective.

He didn't say it in detail, because Cen Yutong knew too much about it, so it was difficult to have a normal reaction.

However, as soon as he said this "probably", Cen Yutong still sighed: "In this way, I really have no face to see people in the next few days." Only then did she realize what Qiao Liya meant when she said before, "Mr. Xia asked you if you are ready for a strong heart". Perhaps, after passing this level, you can really practice the magic skill of "black heart and thick face" in the future?

Xia Musheng said the same thing to her with a clear heart: "Isn't it just a scandal, if there is a scandal, it means that you are popular." ”

People say "little don't win the newlywed", but the current situation can't tolerate how tired they are, the two of them are fingers interlocked in the back seat of the car, and they hate that the journey is too short.

Qiao Liya deliberately went around one more time before throwing Xia Musheng out of the car first, and then drove Cen Yutong back to her community.

After Xia Musheng got out of the car, Cen Yutong was in a daze and didn't want to speak, Qiao Liya couldn't help but say, "Cen Cen...... You're a minute...... Can't you live without your Mr. Xia? ”

"No, I didn't. I don't like dealing with strangers, and the thought of that makes my head big. "Cen Yutong is indeed a top three.

Jolia said, "Be a man with your tail between your legs first...... in order to his tail and become a god. ”

Cen Yutong gave her a sincere look: "Hey Qiaoqiao, who are you talking about?" I don't have a tail, you have a tail, can you become a god! ”

Jolia laughed.

For the next two days, Cen Yutong stayed at home. It had been a few days since she left Haicheng, and she took advantage of the "window period" to wait for the situation to develop further, so she cleaned up the house.

When Qiao Liya sent her home, she was accompanied by two days' worth of ingredients, and she cooked and ate them by herself, of course, she couldn't compare to Xia Musheng's craftsmanship, and the gangsters were mixed up.

Locked up at home for two days, Cen Yutong hardly went online, and she didn't answer calls other than Xia Musheng, she deliberately isolated herself, not knowing that the outside world had been turned upside down.

The turmoil caused by the photo with Xia Musheng has not subsided, and several photos that are easy to criticize have been circulated on the Internet, the heroine is of course her, but the male protagonists have made almost everyone drop their glasses.

Qiao Liya said: "He wants me to ask you......" A sharp light flashed behind her big black-rimmed glasses: "Are you ready for a strong heart?" ”

Cen Yutong was stunned.

In Kyoto, she passed through a wave of not too much attention; Then I watched the turmoil around Li Fengxuan and You Mei a few times, and now, it was her turn.

Am I ready for a strong heart?

Cen Yutong also asked himself. The answer is not yet, but my heart will get stronger and stronger, so, Jolia, don't worry, all the people who care about me, please rest assured.

She stretched out her right fist to Qiao Liya: "People say that the size of the heart is as big as a fist, do you want to come and eat my punch to see if it is hard enough?" ”

Jolia caught up with her, and the two of them walked hand in hand to the car.

(To be continued.) )