Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 370
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, winter turns to spring, and a month has passed.

After Qian Mengmeng took a shower, she stood on the scale, glanced roughly at the numbers on it, and immediately exclaimed, "I'm fat!"

In the next second, she almost jumped off the scale in a panic, and then stepped on it carefully again.

However, the result was the same as last time!

"It's over, I'm getting fat!" Qian Mengmeng was a little messy.

Recently, she took a body class and thought she would lose weight, but after a month, not only did she not lose weight, she even gained weight!

"Ruan Ruan, I'm going to die." Qian Mengmeng rushed to Du Ruan's bedroom, and pushed the door open, "I'm disfigured, I'm fat, and I won't be able to get a job in a few months .”

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Du Ruan hurriedly closed the notebook, as if he was doing something secret and didn't want her to find out.

This is not what Du Ruan has done these days, Qian Mengmeng frowned suspiciously.

"Ah? What did you say?" Du Ruan turned around with a dazed expression.

"Ruan Ruan, what have you been up to lately?" Qian Mengmeng stepped forward, looking around at her covered notebook a few times, but did not reach out.

Du Ruan subconsciously placed her hand on the lid of the notebook, as if afraid that Qian Mengmeng would open it, "Write the script, otherwise, what else can I do?"

"Are you afraid that I will steal your script?"

"Huh? How is it possible!" Du Ruan couldn't help but laugh.

Qian Mengmeng scratched her head, "Then why are you always sneaking around?"

Du Ruan slowly moved the notebook in front of him, considered his tone, and said cautiously, "Because the script I wrote this time is quite embarrassing..."

"shame?"

"It's... the eighteen bans, um."

Qian Mengmeng was stunned, and after a while, he yelled, "Ruan Ruan, how can you be so disappointing! You have already sold two good scripts, and the big movie star also likes you, you, you..."

"The great actor still wants to fall in love with me." Suddenly, Du Ruan complained.

"The best movie king can't... what?" Qian Mengmeng realized belatedly, and jumped up, "You said Li Qianwei, the best movie king, wants to fall in love with you? Then what about the male god Jing Chen!"

"Damn! It's none of his business!" Du Ruan had an expressionless expression at first, but immediately exploded when he heard the latter sentence.

Qian Mengmeng didn't pay much attention to this, but began to ask endlessly, "When did the great actor say he wanted to chase you, did you agree? I think he is very good, but he is not suitable for you..."

Ratio Bala, Du Ruan's brain hurts because of talking too much.

Pushing her head away from her, Du Ruan raised her eyelids, "Actually, you said so much, you just wanted to express that your male god Jingchen is better, shut up!"

Qian Mengmeng: "..."

"You came in just now, what do you want to say to me?" Du Ruan asked again.

"I... gained weight." Qian Mengmeng replied weakly.

"Fat? If you are fat, lose weight! Look at you, follow the big president to eat meat every day, and you must be fat! Hurry up and exercise more!" Du Ruan gave an order, pushed Qian Mengmeng out of the room, turned and threw it to her Own yoga mat.

"Here, take it!"

Then with a bang, the door closed and locked!
Qian Mengmeng froze in place holding the yoga mat, and it took him a long time to realize, "Ruan Ruan, how could it be possible to write the [-]th Ban script?"

(End of this chapter)