Chapter 891

"I'm going to use the little pink fist..."

Isn't that the sentence on the Internet?

Mu Chu Di suddenly raised her eyes, and the more dark and deep eyes seemed to be absorbed into her mind.

Mu Chu Di lost his mind for a moment, and then he regained his mind. "Did you just say that sentence?"

Don't you refuse to talk about it?

Who would have thought that President Huo would say it.

Men's magnetic voice has a non catchy way to say, not the slightest bit of mother, on the contrary, every word is special hook people.

"You don't want to hear it?"

Her shining eyes just now knew what she was thinking.

"I said, I'll give you whatever you want."

I used to think that such words were just uttered in a moment of passion. After all, it's always easier to say than to do.

But Huo Xiao showed her.

Say not moved, that is false.

Eyes slightly red, Mu Chu flute arms around Huo Xiao's neck, affectionately kiss up.

His lips, with a mellow taste of wine, make people kiss will be intoxicated.

Originally, this is the taste of love.

That kind of intoxication!

……

The following day

Song family mansion

Song Weiqing stayed up all night and was sitting in front of the dresser.

The little face in the mirror is bloodless, waxy and lifeless.

There is deep red blood under the eyes.

For song Caicai's sake, she stayed up all night last night and has been dealing with the follow-up trouble.

Huo and UK have come to sue song Caicai.

UK sued song Caicai for slander in the name of Mu Chudi.

Huo sued song Caicai for slandering mu Chudi, causing them to suffer great losses, including the movie mu Chudi staged. All the expenses are related to this matter.

At the thought of this, song Weiqing was angry.

Why, Mu Chu Di can be so lucky.

Why does that Luoluo turn himself in?

Luoluo was brought into the detention center, and she couldn't use her relationship.

Either Huo Xiao or Shen Jingchuan is contributing.

They are all blinded by the woman of Mu Chu di.

They're all nuts.

Painted a layer of base makeup, song Weiqing is painting eyebrows, want to let his spirit some, choose a light color.

The eyebrow pencil is drawing the shape of eyebrows. Suddenly, the door is knocked, which makes song Weiqing shake her hand. She can draw beyond the boundary.

Having stayed up all night, song Weiqing was in a bad mood. He had to be disturbed in the early morning. Even his eyebrows were badly painted, and his temper was even worse.

"Who made you knock?"

The servant bowed his head. "I'm sorry, miss."

"Outside, there are people looking for you outside, so many people."

"Who deserves to be so nervous?"

What kind of servants of the Song family have never seen before? They are still so flustered.

"Soldiers, a lot of soldiers."