The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1094 Warning, the sweetness exceeds the standard (38)

To say that if the previous skin color was pure milk, the current skin color is a standard bronze color.

A group of [-]- and [-]-year-old girls held signs and screamed, as if they were celebrities out on the street.

An Chen grinned his big white teeth, wore a hat and sunglasses, and smiled like a spring breeze, handsome or handsome, even if he was dark, he was also a black handsome guy.

The other three male guests on the side showed envious expressions.

It's nice to be young.

An Chen walked to the isolation line and waved hello to his fans.

Shouts erupted from the crowd.

"An Chen!!! Mom loves you!!!"

"An Chen! An Chen!"

"Jiang Tang!!"

Jiang Tang, who was sitting beside him with a cold expression on his face, suddenly heard his name, looked over with joy in his heart, and was just about to raise his hand to say hello, but the voice continued to shout.

"You stay away from our house Anchen, stay away!!!"

Jiang Tang: "..."

No need, really no need.

Her Chaochao is much prettier than your Anchen's.

This cry seemed to speak from the heart of the fans, and these shouts became more and more uncontrollable.

"I wish Jiang Tang and Mr. Song a happy marriage for a hundred years!!!"

"Born your son early!!"

"You have Mr. Song!! Don't come near our An Chen!!"

Jiang Tang took off his sunglasses and smiled at the crowd.

The woman is fair-skinned and beautiful, with long hair and shawls, beautiful eyes, and a yellow program uniform that can hardly conceal her tall and outstanding figure. This smile is glamorous and generous, and it is extremely dazzling.

The next second, the support group turned off, and everyone held signs quietly, unable to fart.

Even if they were An Chen fans, they couldn't deny Jiang Tang's beauty against their will.

As an entertainer with a high ceiling, even women couldn't take their eyes off her when they saw her.

She is like an enchanting rose, showing her sharpness.

An Chen was extremely embarrassed, and explained to the fans.

"We are just friends, the weather is hot, you should go home early and wash up."

The idol's aura comes from the fans, no matter how rude they are, An Chen can't reprimand them, he can only explain in a tactful manner, and at the same time comfort them intimately.

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, looked outside the isolation zone, and walked forward intently.

Outside the line, a man in a light gray suit stood quietly, looking at her, with pale and delicate eyebrows and soft eyes, red lips slightly raised, and a soft temperament.

Seeing Jiang Tang approaching, the man's smile became warmer, and he raised his long legs to meet him.

Jiang Tang stopped, let Song Naichao come over, opened his arms to embrace her, his tall body bent slightly, his white and soft handsome face lightly rubbed against hers, and said softly.

"I'm here to pick you up."

"Just pick it up, why are you hugging me?"

"I want to hug you."

There was a faint fragrance of lavender on the man's body, Jiang Tang pushed him away.

"Well, I'm here for work, not vacation."

Song Naichao felt a little regretful and let go of Jiang Tang.

"Then I'll wait until you finish your work."

The two hugged as if no one was there, and the accompanying staff waited silently. The rest of the foreign passengers, who were used to this kind of warm welcome, smiled.

At this time, the fans holding An Chen's support card looked at Song Naichao who left side by side with Jiang Tang, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is that Mr. Song?"

"Nonsense, holding hands with Jiang Tang."

"So good-looking? So young? Didn't you say you're in your 40s?"

It's normal for Jiang Tang to marry a rich man.

But who would have thought that such a rich and powerful man would look so handsome and tall.

(End of this chapter)