Chapter 919

Molucci speechless looked at his eyes, "you should care about this little money, and give your new film to do the theme song, others will not open too high."

"Yes, so they compete," Li Ming finished his coffee.

……

It was not until nine o'clock that Maurice went back.

When he opened the refrigerator and saw the quiet chicken wings inside, he looked for a few seconds, took a soda and closed the refrigerator directly.

It's boring to eat supper alone.

Especially the chicken wings are not finished.

Tonight is spicy chicken wings, he thought about it, took a picture and sent a wechat to Yan Su.

New York time is still in the morning, shortly after getting up, I suddenly feel a little hungry when I see the empty stomach in the picture.

After a while, molucci sent a wechat again: I can't finish eating, but I'm down.

Another picture of chicken wings lying in the garbage can.

Yan Su complained: waste.

Molucci's lips on the bed after the bath.

What about waste.

Who let her out.

He replied: see? You are the trash can.

She wanted to vomit blood.

I really don't understand why this person wants to send wechat to himself. He just wants to piss himself off.

After waiting for four minutes, Maurice did not reply and sent a message again: bring me a bagel.

But did not send in the past, but showed that has been deleted by the other party.

He was stunned, and then he threw the mobile phone angrily.

This woman dare to delete his wechat.

It's too much.

……

On Tuesday, Maurice was lying on the sofa reading the script when he heard voices outside.

He immediately put on his slippers and went out, "Yan Su, you even deleted me."

The moment the door opened, Yan Su and Jiaojiao were standing outside. With the key in her hand, she was stunned and dazzled. Her neighbor was too handsome.

"Susu, this is..."

"Neighbors, also classmates," Yan Su brushed her hair, a little unnatural explanation.

"Oh," Jiaojiao suddenly said to molucci, "classmate, have you signed a contract? Do you want to be a star? I can recommend you to our company..."

"No interest," molucci directly blocked her, went to Yan Su, looked at her coldly and condescending, "why did you delete me."

Jiaojiao looked at his dangerous appearance and hurriedly protected Yan Su behind her. "Classmate, obviously, deleting you may not like you, and there is no happiness to speak of. What's more, Yan Su's career is on the rise now, so it's not suitable to fall in love."

Jiaojiao blinked, "since I'm not interested in it, I deleted it. Why are you so angry?"

Maurice choked, and after a moment, he said coldly, "it's impolite. Of course I'm angry."

Yan Su raised her head, her face was white, her hair was scattered, her eyes were angry, "who let you say I'm a garbage can."

"That's it?" Maurice frowned.

Yan Su shrugged off his face. In fact, he was upset when he was deleted, but he was not angry. After all, he knew that he was such a temper.

"Add me up," ordered Maurice.

Yan Su turned her face.

I don't want to add it.

What's added? It's still called garbage can.

"Do you want to add it or not?" molucci closed his pupils slightly, and his eyes flashed a dangerous light.

Yan Su looked at him silently for a while, lowered his head and quietly took out his mobile phone and added it again.

Jiaojiao was stunned.

It's too easy to give in.

She decided to look at Yan Su again.

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