pet addiction

Chapter 167 Dating (1)
"Hug and hug, kiss and kiss, Song Ci, let's do what all couples do."

rumbling...

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, but it didn't rain. The weather at this time really reflected Lu Qianyang's mood.

Because, her artist released her pigeons for the first time.

Lu Qianyang howled into the phone: "You can't come?!"

At ten o'clock, with 10 minutes to go, there is a commercial performance at the H City Culture and Art Center, attended by top directors and artists in the entertainment industry, not to mention the media. "Hou" crew had only four spots, and she managed to win it. As a result, her artist just said so lightly on the phone: Today, I have something to do.

something?When she is stupid?What happened to Ruan Jiangxi revolved around Song Ci!

Lu Qianyang refused, and his words were very irritable: "Ruan Jiangxi, tell me why you didn't come, so many directors and producers have arrived, can you play big?" She walked around the door, anxiously I was about to explode, "No, no, you must be in this commercial show. I fought with the director so hard to let you partner with Tang Tianwang."

"Honestly, is Young Master Song pestering you?"

"Is it Young Master Song?"

Before Ruan Jiangxi could confess and be lenient, Lu Qianyang couldn't hold back his temper for a while, and yelled into the phone, "Did that tyrant Song Ci force you?"

The phone was quiet for a moment, Lu Qianyang was stunned for a moment, and then a deep and cold voice came over: "Don't call again."

It's a male voice, it's Song Ci, Song Ci!

Lu Qianyang was stunned for three seconds, then stood at attention, and complied vigorously: "Yes, Mr. Song."

The above is purely conditioned reflex, Lu Qianyang swears, she didn't get distracted, she really didn't get distracted.

Then, the phone was hung up, and Lu Qianyang didn't have the guts to dial it back. She admitted that she was really cowardly, very cowardly. Lu Qianyang bit her lip, slapped her mouth, and choked out a sentence: "Grass! Mud! Horse!" After the swearing, he shrank his neck, hooked his back, bent over, turned around, and smiled, "Hey, Tang Tianwang, my artist suddenly feels unwell, and may not be able to perform."

Damn it, I almost nodded and bent over to lick my toes. Now she is the word "counseling" in capital letters.

Through a door, Tang Yi leaned against the wall at the other end, crossing his hands: "Oh, it's uncomfortable..." With a lazy tone, he was playing with his mobile phone in his hand.

Lu Qianyang was so dog-legged that he quickly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

Losing power and humiliating the country, is it all that good?

Tang Tianwang was in a good mood, raised his eyebrows, and said wickedly: "What's uncomfortable?"

Lu Qianyang froze for a moment: "Eh..." Her head spun around at high speed, her eyes rolled away, and then she weaved it smoothly, her tongue didn't tie up, "Hypoglycemia, it's hypoglycemia, you know, artists You need to go on a diet, my artist has worked hard for today's commercial performance, and I haven't eaten a good meal for a few days, no, it's ruined my body."

As soon as the mobile phone was turned in his hand, Tang Yi said solemnly: "It must have been broken by Song Ci."

Tang Tianwang is so dirty, really dirty, she is so pure, she doesn't want to answer such dirty questions.After thinking about it, Lu Qianyang felt that it made sense for Tang Tianwang to be so dirty, and she was not so pure that she felt that her artist was spoiled by Song Tangzhu, so she absent from work.

Lu Qianyang said duplicity: "How is it possible, your cousin is that kind of person, and neither is my artist." She assured her, "My Jiangxi family is really hypoglycemic, it's absolutely true!"

(End of this chapter)