Xu Congee Congee is now the gold lord of Fang Qi.

The scandal between the two people has no big impact on Xu Congee Congee, and it can also increase his popularity, but Fang Qi, if Xu Congee Congee doesn't stir up the scandal with him, he is afraid that it will not be long before he will be withdrawn from the audience's field of vision.

Xu porridge porridge is also wrapped around Fang Qi's body.

As the gold owner, Fang Qi has always been very obedient on his side, this is the first time Xu Congee has heard Fang Qi talk to him in such a serious tone, smiled, and brushed his remaining hair:

"Oh? So what will happen if I provoke it? ”

Fang Qi didn't know how to say to Xu Congee, so he simply compared himself: "It's the same as me." ”

He used to be the top traffic, but now he has become a reluctance to maintain his popularity by stirring up scandals.

"Tsk." Xu Congee hugged his chest: "Got it." ”

"But you have also regained a little popularity by relying on the scandal with me some time ago, it's the New Year, isn't it to show off your achievements when you go home for the New Year? Why don't you stop by and say hello? ”

Xu Congee raised his eyebrows.

The meaning of the words is that Si Tong may be worse than him.

Isn't the Chinese New Year just people from all walks of life and all countries showing off how good or bad they are after going out?

To put it bluntly, it's pretending.

Fang Qi's eyebrows frowned, and he still wanted to say hello to Si Tong, so he passed:

"Si Tong, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still as beautiful as before, you haven't changed at all in two years."

Fang Qi didn't know that even if it was a hundred years, five hundred years, three thousand years, five hundred million years, it would be so long that at the end of this world, the earth would be destroyed.

Si Tong's appearance will not change by half a point.

It doesn't get old.

"Yo." Si Chen saw Fang Qi, and his two eyebrows shook up and down.

"Brother, how are you doing lately?" Si Chen was now confident, and he patted Fang Qi on the shoulder.

I still remember when Fang Qi hated his sister in every way and wanted to get rid of his sister.

During the Chinese New Year, it is the time for classmates, teachers, and relatives who are going to their own places, pretending to show off if they are good, and listening to others show off when they are not good.

Fang Qi didn't have much confidence anymore, so he hung his head and scratched his head: "It's okay." ”

Surrounded by journalists.

Si Tong is also still there.

Xu Congee Congee is Fang Qi's gold owner, and she can't get used to Fang Qi like Si Chen.

So he replied aggressively: "Fang Qi has been mixing well in the entertainment industry recently, just look at the reporters and friends who come from afar around here." ”

Turning around, Xu Congee looked at the group of reporters with his own flattering eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Everyone has worked hard, thank you for coming thousands of miles to Lingzhou to pick up the airport." ”

"No hard work, no hard work." A group of otaku reporters were turned around by the goddess Xu Congee Porridge fans.

"What about you?" Xu Congee squinted and asked Si Tong and Si Chen.

......

Hell.

As soon as Zi Xuan and Mo Jue finished doing something embarrassing, the innocent voice outside the door sounded.

Mo Jue raised his eyebrows: "Mother? Sen Ran's cold expression took away most of it.

"Right...... That's right! It's my son! Zi Xuan hugged the quilt and was already dressed:

"It's my godson! Manman's own son! Me and your child have already been defeated! Don't be self-righteous and think that it's our child, it's been beaten a long time ago! ”

Zi Xuan said arrogantly.

There is not even the slightest flaw in the expression.

But Mo Jue clamped her chin, and her delicate handsome face showed a wicked smile.

The other sat at the end of the bed, very close to the door.

With his hand stretched out, he opened the door with a click, his lips were attached to Zi Xuan's ear, and his eyes had already seen the two-year-old boy standing at the door:

"In that case, maybe you should explain how this child looks so much like me and you, little wildcat?"

(End of chapter)