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"Who? Who? Smelly rascal, I'll stab you to death."
Liang Jia's small blade has become her self-defense device. If she is not clear, she would think that Dong Qionger, who has always used acupuncture, is inside. Maybe the girl is a shrew in her bones. , probably like a clogged toilet, nauseating.
But sadly, they are annoying, but they don't know it.
"It's that one, that Dong Qiong'er is in there? Sorry, I was listening to music just now and thought I was the only one in the room."
"This news should be Duan Mubin, the actor who plays the domineering president."
Before Liang Jia came here, he had already researched all the possible guests of the writer's reality show, especially for the voice, shape, etc. Basically, when he heard a movement or saw a shadow, he immediately reflected a giant portrait of a character.
"I'm Liang Jia, are you Duanmu Bin?"
Liang Jia asked knowingly, looking for something to say when he had nothing to say.
Unexpectedly, Duan Mubin fell into silence again, and he put on his earphones again after developing in film and television, preparing to sing the theme song of Xiahouyi's new modern romance drama.
"Master Liang, I've borrowed some performance costumes for you. You can wear them quickly to see if they fit. One is the costume of the seven dwarfs in Snow White, and the other is the costume of the stepmother in Cinderella. One set is Oh my god! Spicy eyes."
As soon as Gong Ningqi entered the room, he saw Liang Jia wrapped in a bathrobe, sitting in front of the laptop with a resentful look on his face, typing crazily.
"Master Liang, you have lost your full attendance this month, what kind of words do you still type?"
And when Gong Ningqi took a closer look, there was only a repeated sentence in the documents that were full of Dendeng, "One day, I will succeed!"
"Master Liang, who provoked you again? It wasn't me, right? I admit that I did drag you back a few long skirts from the children's party, but you didn't buy them with money, and the rent was not high-end"
"Ah! Mom, it's him, this uncle snatched my dress."
"There are two big bumps on the forehead, it's him, it's him, little Nezha."
"That's my natural keel, okay? It's just borrowed. Tsk tsk, it's not generous at all."
"Hey, is it reasonable for you to snatch the children's things? Hurry up and give them to me."
"Ahem, let me introduce you, my name is Gong Ningqi."
"I care about you checkers, backgammon, Legend of Zhou Gong, in short, what kind of chess you are has nothing to do with me, you made my child cry, it has nothing to do with me, I limit you to three, put the dress on my arm, Otherwise, I will get rough, and if it doesn¡¯t work, I will recruit someone, the child¡¯s father is a boxer"
Before the mother of the child started counting, Gong Ningqi put all the performance costumes on the arm of the child's father who was boxing.
"Mom, I can't see."
Gong Ningqi wrapped the children's bodies layer by layer like a dolphin drill ring, and at the same time pushed the mothers out.
"Who bullied my son? Huh?"
The boxing father appeared, and Gong Ningqi pointed his finger into the room at once, as if he could get rid of it. "Duanmu Bin? Don't think that I dare not beat you because you are a star. Why do you take away my son Cinderella's stepmother's clothes? Do you know how long my son fought for it, rehearsing hard day and night, in exchange for " (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com