She said with her hands akimbo.

At least the goddess has received customized roses from her brother-in-law. That rose is a routine operation of expressing love.

She is not the most angry, the most angry is the security words give her the feeling that song Changlin is not as good as that little Mr. C.

This is the most intolerable thing for her. She was scolded by her classmates for Zhang Jingyu's indirect harm to song Changlin. She and Zhang Jingyu had a cold war for a long time and wanted to break up with him.

And the security guard looked down on her little uncle.

She was not convinced when she finished. After thinking about it, she went on: "the legendary Mr. C may be an old man who is not necessarily the same as him. He doesn't know what he looks like. He doesn't come out to meet people. Can he compare with my uncle?"

She turned a white eye, glanced at Song Changlin, comforted him: "you are the most perfect in my mind, little uncle."

Song Changlin's lips curled up without speaking.

The security guard was impatient and drove them away directly. "Don't stand here. If you really know Miss Elvis, you can communicate with Miss Elvis first. His agent agreed, then we can put you in."

While saying that, he extrapolated his thoughts to the region.

Gu Nianjia was so angry that she looked up and said to song Changlin: "little uncle, you call my goddess and let her agent come out to pick you up."

The security guard stopped when he heard.

Looking at Song Changlin, I thought that these two people would not really know each other, even the number of the elves.

Song Changlin frowned and looked back at Nianjia lightly. "I don't have her phone number."

Gu Nianjia: "..."

It's a bit embarrassing.

She turned to the security guard with an embarrassed and polite smile, and the security guard looked at her like a psychopath.

Gu Nianjia doesn't care. She grabs song Changlin's arm and drags him to the corner. She frowns and scolds him in a low voice. "Little uncle, you are so honest. In that case, you should pretend to dial with your mobile phone, and then we will leave calmly."

Song Changlin's simple face, "I didn't think so much."

She is worried about how to meet the cat demon in private.

If we don't meet in private or get along with each other, our uncle and the goddess will never make progress. At that time, Mr. C will take the lead.

Thinking about it, she turned around in a hurry. "What can I do? I can't see my goddess in private. Your affairs can't be further communicated."

"By the way, I'll send her a wechat to see if she will return to me."

Thinking of Jia, I suddenly remembered that she had added Lin Yiqian's wechat.

After adding it, she didn't talk about it once. She was afraid to disturb the goddess and annoy her.

She immediately took out her mobile phone from her bag and found the wechat of the cat demon. Her excited hands trembled a little and sent her a message: "Hello, goddess, I'm mindinga. Do you remember?"

Fearing that the goddess could not remember, she added: "it's the lucky fan you selected to send 480000 bags, the sister who cares deeply, who will introduce your uncle to you."

Small hand typing speed is very fast, after the news is sent out, she thought with a smile, the description is so clear, and she can remember no matter how bad the memory is.

She felt that the cat demon must have met her, because in several times of contact with the cat demon, the cat demon did not give her the feeling of high and cold in the rumor.