Chapter 2608

"Shh! Be careful the walls have ears. "

"I'm not afraid! I am a aboveboard person, do things speak frankly, since the words that say, let a person hear me also won't admit! It's not like yunshishi. I dare to do it, I dare not admit it! "

The two men came out of the bathroom, talking and laughing, but they ran into the cold brocade standing outside the door.

Both of them were stunned and stared at him. Under a moment of tension, "Huajin..." just came out of their mouths Two words, he bit his tongue.

Hua brocade gave them a look without expression. The frost spirit appeared on his face, especially the heaviness. He stared at them with fierce eyes, like two sharp knives, cutting them hard.

"Who did you say that poetry was" a bitch / son wants to build a monument workshop "

“……”

Two people are dead pit head, frighten all over tremble, unexpectedly no one dare to stand up to admit.

"What? Just now, who else did I hear say, "do things and speak frankly"? Now it's like a turtle with a shrunken head, dare not recognize it? "

Hua Jin's voice is very heavy. His voice line was originally the sight line of juvenile characteristics. It is clear and clear, as clear as a stream. However, at this moment, it is very gloomy, like a fog that can't be separated. It's cold and gloomy in the marrow, which makes people shudder.

"I......"

"You what you! Talk to me! Who says poetry is the third party? Who says poetry is "bitch"

Flower brocade finish saying, looked at a clothing designer, snapped to ask, "is that you?"

"Brocade It wasn't me! I didn't say... "

She hurriedly waved her hand and left herself in a hurry.

Flower brocade has always been the God in her mind. That's why she feels resentful for the tight going of flower brocade and cloud poetry.

Another person was frightened. She saw Huajin's cold eyes finally fall on her. Then she suddenly recalled Huajin's comments on the show. She was always cruel and almost fell to the ground.

"Hua Jin, those words All are, are I said... "

Before the voice fell, Hua Jin raised her hand abruptly, grabbed her back neck and propped her against the wall.

"Ah!"

"Brocade No! "

The other man rushed up at once.

Hua brocade waved her aside with one hand and said, "roll!"

"Flower brocade..."

Flower brocade ignores the sound of crying, stares at the woman in front of her, and asks, "do you think poetry is the third party? Where do you start!? How can poetry somehow become a third party? "

On the surface, he seemed to hold her, but in fact, he did not use much strength to reserve a space for her to talk.

When he returned to the crew, he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Just, he didn't think too much.

However, he was shocked by the words he had just overheard.

Is poetry the third party?

Is this news all over the crew?

Why?

"Flower brocade..."

"Say it!"

Flower brocade is full of anger, he forces to ask her, "say, exactly how to return a responsibility?"

"Here This is what Ji Yan said! "

The man shivered and put all the responsibility on Ji Yan.

"Ji Yan? She...? "

Hua brocade twisted her eyebrows doubtfully, and her eyes were angry.