"Master Liang, take a look, it's great, many people scold us? It's red, it's red, it's really red. Master Liang, take a look here, even your elementary school graduation photo has been dug out. And Here, an anonymous college student revealed that they are now renting a house together, and they have all the addresses? I am even better, look at which hospital I was born in"
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"ah!!"
With a loud cry, Liang Jia and Gong Ningqi were hugging each other in the room, bouncing and shaking their heads like a ballroom dance.
"Open the door! Open the door! Don't open it, right? Pry the door!"
The producer's wife originally wanted to lure the two of them out with the help of the celestial male writer Yuan Huixing, but they were turned away. The anger was "cracking" and the staff was trying to appease the producer's wife. He took out the spare key of room 106, and when he was about to open the door, he was stopped by the policeman writer Pu Yangcai.
"Wait! It's illegal for you to do this, you know? Let Lu Depeng, the policeman who plays the role, explain it to you in detail."
"Brother Pu, otherwise, if you find out in the future, just say it yourself, as if I were your press spokesman."
Stretched, rubbed his eyes, Lu Depeng, who was about to go back to sleep, took a breath, and continued to talk about the tort laws related to trespassing, including cabins and other closed rooms.
"I infringe? Open! Don't worry about his nonsense. I am willing to infringe. The big deal is to lose money. I have to find out today. Who is my husband's mistress who doesn't care about my original partner? I think She is tired of life, if she really sees her, would she still dare to seduce this temporary producer? Look at me, I'm not skinning her."
"If you treat people like minks and prepare to drag them alive and skin them alive, then you have committed a crime and will be sentenced. Let the policeman Lu Depeng talk about the laws related to the crime of injury."
Unexpectedly, when Pu Yangcai, a police and bandit writer, looked back, Lu Depeng had already fled, and he was probably already asleep in his room.
After all, at night, Pu Yang accidentally heard a woman crying again, and his inspiration suddenly exploded, and he came up with ten suspenseful theories about why women cry. Echo, Lu Depeng stayed up all night. In fact, he was suffocated by urine and couldn't go.
"I'm going to be sentenced? Who are you scaring?"
The producer's wife said so, but she still cleared her throat, and she really became gentler, even Duan Mubin, who was passing by, felt it. Although he also likes to wear a big vest, he is really tight, with strong chest muscles , the men's sexy curves that are ready to come out, vividly displayed. It is completely different from Yuan Huixing, a male fairy writer. One is like a domineering president, and the other is like a mailroom uncle.
Seeing this situation, Yuan Huixing, a male Xianxia writer, put his hands together again, but scolded him angrily.
"Look at your clothes, how decent are you? You take too much time in the bath, and you wear less outside clothes, especially your chest area, which is exactly the same as that of a red carpet actress who deliberately cut the chest fabric short and stretched out. It's about to leak."
"My God! My God! Duanmu Bin."
Many editorial directors continued to whisper, as if they didn't hug his body, as if they were sorry for participating in the writer's reality show and working hard behind the scenes.
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