Mr. Charming, You're Picked

"How can you do that!" She was anxious and annoyed. She grabbed the slit of her skirt in a panic. At the same time, a white tuxedo was draped over her shoulder.

"Are you all right, miss?"

Like a spring breeze, Cheng Yunmeng feels as if he is facing a big enemy. A chill rises and his neck chills.

She didn't dare to look at the person behind her. Her rigid body seemed to be cursed.

Han Jingyi seems to be in a state of depression. He even tries to laugh at Ji Meng. "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Du. It's just a friend's reminiscence. You talk. I'll go first."

Du Aoran watched her swaying away. Then he took Cheng Yunmeng's hand and tried to pull her up.

"Don't touch me!" His hand seemed to be covered with barbs, which made her hair stand on end.

Cheng Yunmeng suddenly gets up and immediately pushes the person away, fearing to keep a distance from him.

"What's the matter?" Du Ao Ran is muddled, in her alert eyes, he seems to be an unforgivable villain.

"Give it back to you!" Cheng Yunmeng is flustered. He pulls off his tuxedo and throws it at him.

With that, she almost ran away.

Terrible, terrible!

This kind of murderer with human face and animal heart should be arrested and squatted in the Bureau. Why can he sell miserably and sell people's equipment without any psychological burden!

However, how can we bring the murderer to justice?!

She's dead. Her body has probably sunk to the bottom of the sea and is gnawed to the bone by fish and shrimp. The dead can't speak, but Ji Meng can't fight with her. What's her position to expose and report?

Confused, she ran like a headless fly, suddenly her wrist was clamped, scared out of her wits.

"Think it's a bar?" Xiao Zhuo couldn't see her happiness and anger. He bent down, untied his tie around her waist, tied a knot, and the embarrassment of breaking off to her waist was easily resolved.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Cheng Yunmeng's eyes are red, his voice is like a mosquito and a fly apologizing, and he habitually lowers his head.

Xiao Zhuo looked at her, and his suspicions became more and more serious.

Man is still the one who signed the agreement with him before, but the essence seems to have changed dramatically. You know, three days ago in vivi, a word not to fight, Han Jing was directly damaged by her.

He chose this woman for her shrewdness.

"There's time to apologize. Why don't you call back? Who did it? " Xiao Zhuo's eyes fell on her face for a moment, not letting go of the slightest expression.

"No... no one did it. I was not careful..."

Her guilty explanation was cut off by Xiao Zhuo's cold voice, "tell the truth!"

"Yes, it's your good friend..." she raised her eyelids and carefully observed Xiao Zhuo's gloomy face, for fear of provoking him into a rage.

"How do you like each other?" Xiao Zhuo thought about Shao Qing. In a flash, he seemed to understand something. He said, "I'm a little smart. I know I'm going to retreat, eh?"

What is retreat for advance?

Cheng Yunmeng has not yet digested this sentence. Xiao Huo pulls out his mobile phone and dials the phone. "That woman named Han Jing, give her a lesson." Did he feel that she was crying, chirping, whimpering? So you can ask him to do it?

"It's a gift for you." Xiao Zhuo seemed very satisfied, holding her fingertips with a little force, led her back a few steps, another hand on her waist, with the slow waltz, slowly began to dance.

Cheng Yunmeng never danced, but under his leadership, he stepped on his rhythm, lowered his waist and rotated

Under the light, his bold and handsome face, plated with light halo, Falcon eyes deep, thin lips sexy. In the eyes of the public, she had the illusion of becoming a princess, as if she were real or unreal

The night is getting deeper.

It's more than ten o'clock after the reception. They walk out of the villa side by side and get into the car. Cheng Yunmeng is not as cramped as he was when he came here.

"You, drink some wine, drive all right?" She even dares to talk.

"Low concentration cocktail, it's OK." Xiao Huo leaned against the chair, rubbed his eyebrows and eyelashes, and his face was tired.

Cheng Yunmeng didn't know how to answer the phone. She was a little introverted. She had lived for 23 years in her last life. Her friends were few and her life circle was very small.

There was silence again, and the atmosphere was oppressive. For a long time, Xiao Zhuo didn't seem to have the intention to leave.

Today, a series of things come to mind. Cheng Yunmeng hesitates for a long time, and can't help but wonder, "Mr. Xiao, do you like me?"

Ji Meng happily signed a contract with him, but he never thought about it. As Xiao Zhuo, most of them are women. Why do you choose her?

Xiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows and suddenly lost his smile, as if he had heard a big joke.

Cheng Yunmeng was so guilty of laughing that he heard him say: "a smart woman would not ask such a stupid question!"

Stupid? Cheng Yunmeng didn't understand the words, and was sent back home.

"Mr. Xiao, thank you..." she stood by the side of the road. Out of politeness, the luxury car drifted and filled her mouth with exhaust.

The flashing red light of the car into the night, leaving her embarrassed in the wind.

"How can I like it?" Cheng Yunmeng laughs at herself. What's her favorite?

Xiao Zhuo and she just trade, show love, just a link in the trade!

Wearing high-heeled shoes for several hours, tired to ankle numbness. I don't know how those bright stars survive every day.

All night, she almost did not sleep. Looking back on Ji Meng's life, she was puzzled about how to end her contract with Xiao Zhuo. She closed her eyes in a daze, which was the point of dawn.

Sleep to wake up naturally, most of the time has passed.

She used to pick up her mobile phone to watch the time, but saw that the "agent" on the screen didn't answer more than a dozen phone calls, which almost exploded.

agent?

Qiujinghan!

Not seeing the name, she almost forgot that Ji Meng was an actor. Although he was a dragon in the 18th line, he had a relationship with Xiao Zhuo two days ago and was suddenly pushed to the top of the storm. Several books came to him. I was shocked, and the phone in my hand vibrated again.

"Hello..."

Fingertips across the screen, close to the ear, the sharp roar, almost deafened the ear, "Jimeng! You want to die, don't you? How dare you step on two boats when you step on the dog's excrement?! Who gave you courage, Liang Jingru? "