Zhou Ping turned around and glanced at the dark corridor behind her, and the corners of her lips hooked up a faint sneer: "I'm not going anywhere tomorrow, I'm looking forward to what she looks like when I see Zhong Wenqing tomorrow......

The three little ghosts who were raised by themselves devoured themselves, even if they could carry it tonight, Zhong Wenqing estimated that it would be very, very miserable.

Qin Zheng rubbed his hands: "I'm looking forward to it too, I don't know what the hell she will be like tomorrow." ”

After entering the elevator, Qin Zheng suddenly felt a little excited: "Wow, Mom, are we so evil, it feels a bit like that, inside, blackened and decent......"

Zhou Ping and Xu Mu turned their heads at the same time and gave him a disgusted look.

Xu Mu said: "How many times have you said that you have time to read more scripts, don't read those brains." ”

Qin Zheng was very angry: "What kind of brain-dead, not brain-dead at all, okay, you old men don't understand anything, what age is this, the Internet has long become a necessity for many people's lives, don't be stubborn, you still live in your own primitive society, the author I chase is old......"

So the two talked again, and Zhou Ping rubbed his forehead, which was really heartbreaking.

Zhou Ping: "Okay, stop, keep arguing, don't go in and sleep tonight, go out and figure out a way by yourself." ”

The two of them shut up instantly, in front of absolute authority, what actor, what popular little fresh meat, all of them are scum......

When they returned, the three of them took a shower and lay down.

Zhou Ping still slept by herself, anyway, Qin Zheng would not give Xu Mu a chance to find Zhou Ping.

In the middle of the night, Qin Zheng would set an alarm clock and open his eyes to see if Xu Mu, a cunning old man, had taken advantage of his sleep to find Zhou Ping.

In this regard, Xu Mu couldn't wait to press Qin Zheng's face to the ground and rub it......

……

At this point, it was past the wee hours of the morning.

Most of the guests in the hotel have already fallen asleep, and the director still fell asleep very quickly after they lay down this night, unlike before, tossing and turning in bed with their mobile phones, and it is normal for no one to be up at two or three o'clock in the morning.

With the talisman given by Zhou Ping, they took a bath, and after lying down, even if they were playing with their mobile phones, they would fall asleep unconsciously after a while.

The other residents on the 11th floor finally had a relatively good night's sleep tonight.

Although it is not as good as the director, it is also better than many previous nights, because there are no imps to suck their yang energy tonight.

At more than 1 o'clock in the morning, Yu Chengjing rushed back with his assistant.

He has already taken care of the affairs of the family, so that his wife, no, who is now an ex-wife, moved out of his house, changed the locks in the house, and got back the money that his wife took from him.

As for some luxury goods that his wife bought for her lover with his money, he also handed them over to the lawyer to deal with.

The lawyer said that the money was bought by his ex-wife with his money during their marriage, so these things can also be recovered, although the process may be a little troublesome, but it doesn't matter, if his ex-wife refuses to pay it back, the court can enforce it.

Yu Chengjing has been busy with his feet not touching the ground in the past two days, and he has hardly slept much, but because of Zhou Ping's talisman, his mental state is not bad, and it is even better than before Zhou Ping gave him the talisman.

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