Chapter 110: Do you like Lu Jingchen?

He was obviously hiding, why did he get into Luo Qing's hands again?

"You've been to my room?" Lu Jingchen's face changed.

"Nope." Luo Qing opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Could it be that you glued this contract?" ”

Lu Jingchen: ......

He won't admit it! It's a shame.

"I thought it was Steward Li who glued it and put it in my room." Luo Qing continued to talk nonsense, his face was not red and he was not panting, and his ability to talk nonsense when he opened his eyes was perfect.

Lu Jingchen looked at Steward Li, who was looking at it from a distance.

Steward Li hurriedly shook his head, indicating that he didn't do it.

Therefore, it was Luo Qing who took it from his room. This liar!

"I'm out, you get ready."

Luo Qing walked away, this game: she wins!

Lu Jingchen stood in the aisle, with an empty stomach and a temper.

Steward Li looked at his boss sympathetically: Knowing that he can't scare Miss Luo, why do you have to open up every day and find anger for yourself?

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"Survival on a Desert Island" is in full swing, and the photos of Lu Jingchen and Luo Qing have been widely forwarded. And last night in the crew of "Emperor Wind", the photo of Luo Qing and Lu Jingchen hugging each other was anonymously posted on the Internet.

If the stills of "Survival on a Desert Island" were forcibly fired by fans, what about this visit photo? Obviously the truth!

CP fans are boiling.

[Sister Qing is a good bird in Brother Chen's arms/Love]

[I hugged each other when I visited the class, what about at home\/Evil smile\/Evil smile]

Originally, the photos taken under the lights at night were quite hazy, but after being carefully retouched by CP fans, they had a large texture, and they really looked like that.

Luo Qing is no longer able to complain: What kind of bird depends on people? What hugs the truth? She just wants to survive, can she treat Lu Jingchen as air?

Without waiting for her to question the crew of "Emperor Wind", the director took the initiative to call to explain: "Qingqing, "Emperor Wind" has been completed and entered the post-editing, and we are going to start publicity." Taking advantage of the popularity of "Survival on a Desert Island", make Lu Yingdi a little more popular, do you have no opinion? ”

Luo Qing: ......

You've fried everything, now come and ask me?

The Rocky family group also fryed.

Boss: Little Five, you come out, what's going on between you and Lu Jingchen?

Second child: Little five, were you bullied by Lu Jingchen? The second brother is going to break his legs!

No three: Little five, why did you change your career to filming? Want to be a movie queen? Brother praises you red!

No. 4: The watery cabbage in my field......

Luo Qing's skull hurts. Fortunately, this group of parents is not there, and they don't watch variety shows on the Internet, otherwise she suspects that she will be forcibly married to Lu Jingchen!

Luo Qing: Filming a variety show is Qi Yaxuan's withdrawal due to injury. The visiting class photo was accidentally wrestled and was hyped by the crew.

Boss: What a coincidence?

Second: I don't believe it!

Luo Qing: Believe it or not/Cold

The family group fell into a short silence, and then the boss spoke again: Xiao Wu, you tell me honestly, do you like Lu Jingchen?

Luo Qing: No, I'm out of the group anyway! Anger / Anger / Rage

There was another brief silence, and Luo Qing seriously suspected that her brothers had built a small group behind her back, and they were discussing it at this time.

No: Why are you bothering about this? Didn't you notice that Xiao Wu was smiling happily on the show?

Second: Yes, yes, as long as Xiao Wu is happy, we will be happy.

Boss: Little Five, when are you going to come home and smile at us in person?

Luo Qing's heart throbbed a few times.

No. 4: Xiao Wu is so busy, let's not disturb her work. Let's watch through the screen!

Anyway, he's seen it with his own eyes, hahaha!

So Busi was beaten violently by the eldest and second.

Luo Qing decisively withdrew from the group.