Chapter 89: The National Idol Is a Shopaholic (29)
Speak!
Grinding and grinding to death in a hurry.
Oops hey, her temper tantrum.
Fu Zixuan anxiously waited for Xiao Zifeng to talk about what happened, but saw that she closed her eyes calmly, without saying a word, as if she was about to fall asleep, and her temper instantly increased.
Fiercely grabbed Xiao Zifeng's collar, Fu Zixuan asked angrily: "Say, what's going on." ”
Ya, usually she is like taming a little sheep, but I didn't expect that it was a soft bun inside.
was bullied to the point of being slapped in the face, and he looked indifferent, is it stupid.
Oops, her chest hurts so much.
Angry and unhappy, Fu Zixuan glared at Xiao Zifeng with hatred, and her round pupils carried a raging fire, as if she wanted to set heaven and earth on fire.
She's so angry!
"Xiao Zifeng, can you be tougher. I want to avenge you, and if he dares to beat my partner, I will sue him for bankruptcy. Tell me about you, you're not usually very tough, what are you coercing now?"
"Purr ......"
"You ......"
The sound of snoring came and went, like spring thunder.
Annoyedly, he slammed his fist on the cushion, and Fu Zixuan sat back in his original position aggrievedly.
Hateful!
She wants to make decisions for her, but she doesn't sleep properly?
Is there such a cowardly person in the world!
"Sister Xuanxuan, Sister Xiao hasn't slept for two days and two nights, plus the time difference, she must be very tired. Why don't you wait for her to wake up and ask her more?"
Ruan Qingbo was fiddling with the mobile phone software to find relevant legal documents, when he suddenly heard the crackling sound of the back seat, and cautiously poked his head out to persuade him.
Hey, the rumors are really not true!
In fact, Sister Xuanxuan is the overlord flower in the real sense, and Sister Xiao is the poor and innocent little sheep.
Look at how pitiful Sister Xuanxuan bullied Sister Xiao, not only was she enslaved to work, but she was not even allowed to sleep, it was so pitiful.
Fu Zixuan: Nani?
Xiao Zifeng: This is reasonable.
Listening to Ruan Qingbo's persuasion, Fu Zixuan restrained her temper and sat quietly in the back seat.
I didn't sleep for two days and two nights, for her, is it worth it?
What are the merits of her worthy of Sister Xiao's dedication to her, sometimes, looking at herself in the mirror through the mirror, she can't believe it, it's her!
The more ornate the clothes and the more high-end the costumes, the more she hesitated, fearing that she would be lost.
So as soon as she has money, she wants to spend it, on the one hand, she does have a shopping addiction, and on the other hand, she also has the intention of warning herself.
The entertainment industry is full of colors, there are all kinds of people, and she must not sink into it.
Even so, she is still deeply disgusted with her useless self, so she plays the world, does it casually, and does not want to make progress, but Sister Xiao's attitude makes her hesitate and repent.
looked apologetically at Xiao Zifeng's calm face, and a force suddenly surged in his heart, which he couldn't explain, but he could really feel it.
"Sister Xuanxuan, don't think about it. Sister Xiao was alone abroad, afraid to sleep, but now that she is back, her tense spirit has been relieved, so she sleeps so sweetly. ”
I hadn't heard Fu Zixuan's noisy voice for a long time, Ruan Qingbo looked back and saw that she was guilty, her expression was quite lonely, and she comforted her softly.
The two bigwigs are her bosses, so it's so difficult to be caught in the middle!
The rain was pouring outside the car window, the wheels were crushing the ground, and the water in the puddles was splashing, just like the ups and downs of life, hesitating and helpless.
Thunder and wind cut through the forest, and the howling wind seemed to bury people in it.
The purple curtains flew up and down, Fu Zixuan sat quietly at the head of the bed, looking at Xiao Zifeng lying on the bed with deep eyes, and there seemed to be a drum in her heart.
One by one, as if to knock out the heart.
The beautiful face suddenly showed a trace of pain, and the bone fingers covered her chest with whiteness, Fu Zixuan got up tremblingly, and walked out of the door with heavy steps, leaving a gloomy place.
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After the storm, the earth is peaceful, and the morning begins with a peaceful day.
The dew drops lie cutely on the leaves, rolling back and forth, and people can't help but feel pity.
The beautiful flowers are delicate, and the blood-like petals spread out and catch the eyeballs.
The fiery red sun slowly rises from the horizon, penetrating the atmosphere and releasing a playful ray.
On the pale green quilt, the small figure is sunk in the soft quilt, and the mischievous sunlight penetrates the curtains and enters the room, bringing a room of light.
The joyful light kisses the tip of the white nose, the black and dense eyelashes tremble slightly, the chapped red lips open lightly, and the seductive muttering sound confides from the red lips.
The skull was hit by one wave of pain, the little face was wrinkled, and the fingers were unconsciously placed on the door of the head.
His limbs were sore, his cheeks were a little stinging, and his eyes seemed to be stuck with glue.
I opened my eyes in a daze, and my confused mind seemed to return to consciousness.
"Well, I'm home!"
Eyes dripping around and seeing familiar furnishings, Xiao Zifeng lay on the bed soothingly, muttering softly.
Hey, don't worry, how did she get back yesterday?
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