Yang Jinyu was a little regretful, and then said: "Luoluo, can you give me some autographed photos?" Many colleagues like you and know your relationship with Xiao Ran...... I've pushed it many times. ”

"Naturally." Yunluo said, "Aunt Yang, I can help you get someone's signed photo if you want." ”

Later, she found the major leading actors in the crew and asked for a bunch of autographed photos and gave them to Yang Jinyu.

The filming of "The Legend of King Chen" has come to an end.

King Chen's iron cavalry has already invaded the imperial city, and the eunuchs and palace maids within the palace walls have fled in all directions.

Song Feiyu looks enchanting, wearing a big red cloud brocade palace dress, dancing in the palace, Chu Chu Yan bones, like the most beautiful clouds flying in the sky, light steps, skirt fluttering, her face is smiling, bright like spring flowers.

"Aifei, would you like to have a drink with Lonely?" The Night Emperor laughed heartily.

Seinfeld stepped on the steps, walked to the dragon chair step by step, held the cup in her hand, drank with the Night King, and turned around, she was already sitting on the dragon chair.

The iron riders had rushed to the front of the temple.

The person who led the troops was King Chen, and he should be called Emperor Chen at this moment.

For the first time, she danced for King Chen and fascinated the Night King.

For the last time, she danced for the Night Emperor and fascinated the soldiers of Chenguo.

Emperor Chen ascended the throne and named Song Fei Yao as the queen, the harem was three thousand, and there was only one woman Song Fei Yao, and everyone envied the queen of Chen Kingdom.

Only Emperor Chen knew that in the dark compartment of his study, there were a few red shadows.

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#云落之后, there is no more demon concubine#

Seinfeld's farewell dance is on the hot search again.

Beauty, true TM beauty.

After the clouds fall, no one can perform such a calamity demon concubine again.

Maltose: [Obviously she has no lust-seduction, just a look, just a movement, but the Night Emperor can't take his eyes off.] In the overall situation, there was only one intimate contact, and it turned out to be sitting on the dragon chair before death. My God, I am impressed by Yunluo and Gu Rong's acting skills. 】

When I meet the god of falling, I fall into the heart of God: [I fall into God or I fall into God. I cried miserably, chased for three months, and was reluctant. Is there a second part? 】

Falling God's fan sister: ["Game in the Game" to understand, Falling God has entered the group and started up, this time, it is the female number one. 】

Matcha Green: [I'll go, do you want to be so diligent?] Is it seamless? Even if you set up a person, it won't be so ruthless. 】

Gu Rong's agent Xiao Yun asked: "Chu Shan and He Sheng interact on Weibo from time to time, you and Yunluo are now popular, can you have less meat if you interact?" The flowers such as Lone Cloud CP are all gone. ”

Gu Rong said coldly: "Sister Yun, believe it or not, I @云洛 on Weibo, she doesn't care about it." For the sake of the male god, she cut all the intimate scenes. ”

"Why don't you try?"

"No, I don't try." Gu Rong is also a person who wants to save face, he knows that he will be slapped in the face, but he will not do it.

Xiao Yun smiled, "Seriously, my mother is a fan of Luoshen's mother, and she asked me to sign a photo, I can't go to the celebration banquet with you at night, remember to help me sign a photo of Luoshen." ”

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Yunluo took a selfie with his mobile phone, sent it to Chu Ran, and sent a voice: "The crew celebrates the banquet, it's so beautiful here." Let's both eat next time! ”

When Gu Rong came over with a wine glass, he saw Yunluo's mobile phone screen, and the remarks were: Male god, look at her bright smile again, the corner of his eye twitched, "Yunluo, can you give me a few signed photos?" ”

Yunluo smiled, took out a few signed photos from his bag, and handed them to him.

It's just fine! But this is also the norm of Yunluo in the crew, she has a rich expression in the play, and she has always been cold outside the play.