The first jungler in the national server, the most popular player.

A face comparable to a popular superstar, many investors want to find him to shoot advertisements.

Helplessly, the godhead is too high, and the family background is too deep, so that some media dare not report it indiscriminately.

Of course, the other party didn't know her.

People come and go, but Mobei has not moved.

Wang Dongdong has already reached out and pressed it on his head, it's over, whether it's him or the non-mainstream, it's over!

He is very skeptical now, if he is being tricked by his own non-mainstream routine, knowing that K God will be there today, he will choose to come back at this point!

The more you think about it, the more likely it is!

Wang Dongdong wants to cry!

After all, everyone is not blind, even if the non-mainstream dyes their hair, that face has not changed.

Sure enough, after seeing Mo Bei's appearance, the other party's assistant broke out directly: "You, you, you, it's you again!" You really don't change your mind, last time you mixed into the backstage, this time pretending to be a fan! How many times have I said it, stay away from us k-gods! Don't you understand! ”

He really didn't expect that a man would be so scary!

This Mo Nan is well-known in the circle for liking to rub people's popularity.

What happened last time was already upset, how dare he come!

On this side, Mo Bei frowned: "Pretending to be a fan? ”

"Damn, you still want to deny it, look at what you have in your hands!" The assistant is going crazy, you must know that the young master hates these crooked men the most.

Mo Bei lowered her head and followed the assistant's gaze, there was still the poster on her suitcase, which ...... What a perfect misunderstanding: "I can explain it." ”

"I don't want to hear it." The man opened his mouth, his eyes were lazy like a wisp of morning mist that had not yet dissipated, and the impatience in his voice could be heard through the black mask, probably because he had a cold, and his emotions were not controlled, and there was a faint anger: "Let go, and then get out." ”

Get lost?

After hearing the word.

Mo Bei tilted his head, smiled very slowly, and then raised his hand, and the poster was thrown into the black bucket on the side in a straight direction.

Crisp, neat!

Then, she put her hand in her trouser pocket and tilted her head nonchalantly: "I really don't have to listen, after all, I just picked up garbage to throw away." ”

The eyes are facing each other.

The aura of the collision between the two is unexpectedly indistinguishable?!

All of a sudden.

Whether it was the other party's assistant or Wang Dongdong, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were shaking.

He, what did they just see?

This crooked man (his own non-mainstream) actually threw the poster of the K god into the trash?!

Coupled with his words, it was like dropping a bomb on the ground.

But the man who threw the bomb acted like no one else, holding his suitcase in his hand and carelessly: "Dongdong, let's go." ”

"Oh, yes!" Wang Dongdong kept up like a wandering spirit, and always felt that this world was a little unreal.

On the other side, the assistant was already mad: "This crooked man, who does he think he is, and he wanted to ...... young master Ba Shang so much"

"That's enough." The man's nasal voice was still a little deep, but his voice was light, and he walked towards the other side with a tall posture, his legs were slender like walking hangers, even in a noisy environment, it was difficult to hide the shining glory and nobility.

The elevator merged, he didn't speak again, just raised his eyes, and glanced in the direction where Mo Bei left with eyes as deep as night, and raised his eyebrows slightly upward......

The assistant knew that his k-god was in a bad mood.

I didn't dare to say any more.

It's just that Mo Nan, the means are really getting higher and higher, what was that just now, is it lustful?