Chapter 1072

Bo Qing really wanted to slap him on the back of the Monsoon's head. He said silently, "I promise you, as long as I'm here, I won't encounter hidden rules on you..."

"How can you promise me? You obviously promised the three of us. It doesn't count. I don't care. You must promise me one thing, just myself. Hurry up." monsoon put his hands around his chest and said willfully.

Thin tilt: "..."

This bear child is really

"What do you want me to promise you?"

"Promise me to let me go to your HUKOU book." monsoon opened his mouth again and again.

Thin tilt: "... Roll."

"I'm just kidding, but I don't need to be anxious. Brother president, I gave you a long face that day." monsoon said proudly.

Bo Qing smiled, "Dudu thanks you very much."

"Does doodle like silly two more?" asked monsoon suddenly.

"Ah?" Bo tilted, "what silly two?"

"It's Qianyan." monsoon snorted, "I can see it, but I don't blame Dudu. After all, she's too young and aesthetic is not perfect."

"What nickname do you give to others?" Bo Qingchen glanced at monsoon.

Monsoon hurriedly said: "president, you wronged me. I not only gave them two nicknames, but also gave myself a nickname."

Thin pour a faint smile, "what nickname do you give yourself?"

"Well, what about Du Ruo? It's called silly big. Qian Yan is silly two. Guess what I have?" asked the monsoon.

Bo Qing thought, "ah, I see. You're haunted by bears, aren't you? Xiong Da Xiong 2, your nickname should have a strong word."

Monsoon nodded again and again, "the president's brother is so smart. Guess quickly."

Bo Qing looked up and down at the monsoon, "what's strong... What's strong?"

"It's easy. I guess it according to everyone's characteristics. Hurry up." the monsoon urged.

Thin leaned and patted the table, "then I know. Remind me earlier. Your name is stupid Qiang, isn't it?"

Monsoon: "

What should play?

Stupid strong?

"Brother president, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Bo Qing laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to fall, "isn't it?"

Monsoon's handsome face was tightly wrinkled together, and he shouted out with his eyes closed, "Yan Juan Qiang, my name is Yan Juan Qiang!"

Thin tilt: "..."

Silly big silly two, good looks?

Crazy?

How can anyone praise himself so much?

Bo Qing couldn't help but pie his mouth. "Are you disgusting? Belittle others and raise yourself, and they won't be angry?"

"You say stupid?" asked monsoon.

"It's Qian Yan and Du Ruo. Don't call out such nicknames in front of your fans unless you really call you stupid Qiang. If you're targeted by poison, you'll be dead." Bo Qing is not a threat at all.

Now the poison in the rice circle is really terrible. The reputation of artists is directly related to them.

Before Bo Qing, he also saw that poison only pinched the rack and lost the popularity of cooking. It's better not to have such fans.

Although the myth group has just been established and has a lot of fans, there are also a lot of poison only. After all, they started the game. When the game was played, they had their own fans. Now the combination has started, but Bo Qing doesn't expect the three fans to be close to each other.

But poison only, it's terrible to think about it.