Chapter 67
"It's all said to be waste paper, how can I have it" Song Shishi was already seven or eight points drunk, and what he said was completely the truth of his brain.
Lu Meng continued to ask: "Then where did this waste paper come from?" Can you tell me about it? "The voice is faint, and the exhalation is like an orchid.
After a whole glass of wine, Song Shishi had fallen into a state of confusion, dizzy and dizzy, not knowing what day it was. But when I thought about Song Shushu, I was refreshed again.
"I look like I'm high all day long, and I don't owe her anything, why do I hide so far from me every day, I look like a snake and scorpion, I annoy that face the most." Song Shishi muttered and cursed.
Just when Lu Meng looked at her lips expectantly, trying to ask something more, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
"Song Shushu, I hate you the most!"
Lu Meng finally couldn't hold back the expression on her face at this moment, and her eyes showed resentment, this idiot had to hook up with her sister for everything.
obviously looks like she hates it to death, but she doesn't dare to do it if she really makes small moves, so she will secretly ask the nanny to move her sister's favorite dishes away at the family banquet.
Really capable.
It's a pity that I still couldn't come up with anything useful tonight, Lu Meng bit his lower lip tightly, the sweet and gentle appearance on his face was no longer there, and he twisted into a hideous appearance.
was so engaged by Song Shishi, the bargaining chips for her cooperation with Li Xun are also in jeopardy, she is just relying on the small-cost online drama invested by the Song family to make a small fire, but if the follow-up resources can't keep up, then this short-lived popularity will be fleeting.
She knew that cooperating with Li Xun was tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger, but she didn't care, for her, being popular was the first important thing.
Everything else has to stand aside.
Lu Meng squeezed the USB flash drive in his hand, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he took out his mobile phone lightly from Song Shishi's bag, plugged in the adapter and connected to the USB flash drive.
The music outside the private room is noisy, the crowd is restless, and the appearance of a group of demons dancing wildly, the private room is isolated from most of the sounds of the outside world, the lights are dim, and gloom and calculation quietly breed.
I took an interview this afternoon, and then I took ID photos non-stop for an interview, good news: I am on the surface, and Qiuqiu will successfully enter the life of social animals in the future~~~ Bad news: I didn't rush out today's manuscript (cracked) I wanted to hang a leave note, but Qiuqiu is a new author who doesn't have half a point, and he can't redeem the leave note at all, so I put a little bit of what I wrote today, and I strive to stay up late today!!
(End of chapter)