She deliberately left another message below: [The thing that likes is purely to see everyone's real-time comments on hand slipping, and the mistakes of surfers are sorry for making everyone misunderstand (I'm also afraid that Team Fu will train and tremble jpg./)]

[Hahahahaha, no, I'm really going to die of laughter]

[Looking at it this way, I still think Jiang Mian is more innocent]

[Hurry up and powder her!!] There is no loss in shares, I have good looks, confidence and terriers, I love this kind of thing! 】

[Sincerity is nirvana, I think she's so beautiful, but she's so down-to-earth]

In one go, don't be too comfortable with this breath.

Luo Ting: [I took two days off to do an electrocardiogram/sudden death jpg./]

Jiang Mian: [I'll reimburse it immediately!] Trouble Sudden Death Tell Me What is the name of the drama He Qianyi auditioned for]

Luo Ting: [?] 】

Women's hearts are needles, especially big beauties.

Jiang Mian hooked the corners of his lips, and calmly tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone to reply-

Jiang Mian: [Let the storm come more violently!] 】

He Qianyi.

Jiang Mian is not familiar with it, and the opposite artist who appears in the agent's mouth.

The last time the staff who shot the two tongue-chewing roots of the magazine were He Qianyi's team.

is also the new spokesperson of the L family, and their team has done a lot of tricks behind their backs.

However, Jiang Mian, an unknown and powerful backstage, has always smashed his fist on the cotton, in vain.

Of course, this new grudge and old grudge must be counted together to be interesting.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be Jiang Mian.

Luo Ting: [What's wrong with this world]

Jiang Mian: [The night will pass soon, tomorrow will still be beautiful and sunny, and the sun will be shining/sun/]

Jiang Mian's response rushed to the hot search again.

However, the reversal is that no one thought that the character of this netizen is mainly a rebellion.

[, this sister is really just! ] 】

[What to do if you fall in love a little]

[I love this kind of bright and moving beauty, I'm a fan]

[Come and watch the variety show, she is really funny and beautiful! ] 】

……

Jiang Mian followed that Weibo fans have been rising, originally there were only a pitiful more than 2 million, but now they are approaching 5 million, and according to this trend, it is just around the corner to break 10 million.

The Golden Horse movie queen process has been pulled in again.

Her calves were cocked, and she was in a particularly good mood.

"All things are taken care of?"

Jiang Mian nodded, and his tone was brisk: "Of course, my speed." ”

"Your speed?"

Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "It's really good." ”

Nine times out of ten, the dog man thinks crookedly.

A decent gentleman, actually tsk tsk.

But Jiang Mian is in a good mood now, so he won't go online with Fu Sichen.

The next second-

It occurred to her that something seemed to need to be resolved.

Jiang Mian leaned back in the chair and tilted his head to look at Fu Sichen: "But if Mrs. Fu bullies Team Fu, will she help me support me?" ”

Fu Sichen watched the woman next to him change back and forth and laughed freely: "Huh? Like what? ”

"Do you have a Weibo? They all laughed at me and said that if you want to discipline me, you will definitely not do this to your wife......

Jiang Mian's aggrieved tone almost brought tears to his eyes.

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and smiled, now he remembered that it was his wife.

His slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel, and with the other hand, he directly handed the phone to Jiang Mian: "You come by yourself." ”

Well??

It's not appropriate, is it......

"I won't get these, what does it matter if my wife looks at her husband's, take it."

Jiang Mian hesitated for two seconds and took Fu Sichen's mobile phone.

She swiped the lock screen password and the interface popped up.

"What's the password?"

“0615。

Jiang Mian's fingers that were about to press the number shook.

Your own birthday?

"Fu Sichen, you... Ill-intentioned. ”

"Your birthday is easier to remember."

Jiang Mian pressed the password and turned on the phone, muttering: "It's better to remember it with your own." ”

Fu Sichen paused for two seconds and said lightly: "I'm not a birthday." ”

Jiang Mian originally wanted to say something, but he was so frightened by the wallpaper on the home screen that he almost didn't throw his phone out.