Chapter 672: Self-inflicted Affection (3)

Fang Ke's confidence is real, but he is indeed right.

He still doesn't have to pick this face, but his heart is crooked.

While tinkering with his face, his mind didn't stop.

I've been thinking about yesterday.

But I can't remember what happened.

It's really like drinking and drinking fragments, which is naturally no stranger to him.

As a hot star, it was so popular to go to a bar, and more than a dozen beautiful women surrounded him.

A person pours several glasses of wine like this, and when he indulges in vocal music, he often breaks off because he drinks too much.

But he did drink yesterday.

He vaguely remembered that he posted a secretly photographed photo of Huo Ansen and Gu Rongxia eating, and then immediately deleted it.

Then, while waiting for Huo Ansen to come to the net, he poured wine and began to drink.

So...... Didn't Anson Hoanson come to him yesterday?

Fang Fang rubbed the sides of his forehead, and the thought of this point made his mind start to mess up.

I can't piece together any pictures, only the pictures of myself drinking happily.

The happier you are, the more you drink.

As for why he fell drunk on the streets, it was not surprising to him if he thought about it.

In the past, when I used to play with women without scruples about fame, I also had the experience of walking out of a bar or hotel and sleeping on the street after enjoying myself.

It was precisely because it had happened from time to time in the past, so not only did the police department take him back to make a record, and it would be over in a while.

When the lawyer came, he didn't ask much.

Even Fang Fang himself quickly thought of this.

"Does that kid really believe it?"

On the other side, Aaron, who was filming a TV series in the crew, asked Huo Ansen curiously during the break.

"Of course, he used to live such a rotten life, and after he knew that he was drunk and fell at the intersection, he would definitely only think that he had drunk the same as before, and he had just drunk a broken piece."

This man is also ...... It's so brainless, and it's so messy. ”

Huo Ansen pursed his lips and didn't say much.

In fact, Fang Fang is a bastard, and garbage is real garbage.

But in fact, few people in the entertainment industry are really clean as paper.

Not only are the unspoken rules of female artists, but in fact, the unspoken rules of male artists also abound.

And even more.

It's just that everyone in the circle knows these things, but few people outside the circle know.

People like him and Aaron are completely clean, not only because of their own self-control, but also because of their identity.

As a time-space emissary, Aaron has a way to make people 'bow down' to him.

And his own artist time in the past few years, with ups and downs, has led to no one paying too much attention to him.

But even if there were, or if someone dared to think of an unspoken rule against him, that person would only regret the decision for the rest of his life.

And now he and Aaron are standing on the same height, and the backstage is also very hard, so there will be basically no one who beats him and Aaron's idea.

"Alas, it's really on the news!"

Aaron looked at his phone and beckoned to Hoanson to come and see, but Hoanson was not interested.

This kind of thing is naturally in the news, and it is not unusual.

"Hahahaha, which wizard came up with such a title as Fang Xing's corpse on the street? Laughed at me. ”

Aaron's laughter was stimulated by the title, and he couldn't stop laughing. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The World's Favorite: The National Male God is the Ex-Husband's Paw Book House" for free reading for the first time.