Chapter 1155： The former singer boyfriend is a cat (61)

Chapter 1155, the former singer boyfriend is a cat (61)

Even the plan to create Bai Weiwei became a superstar, he has a draft.

But these, Bai Weiwei did not know.

Ou Jinmo was a little annoyed with his hand holding his hair, and his face had a few pitiful expressions.

I did so many things for a woman for the first time.

The result is completely unclear.

He is not a true angel, he still cares about his own gains and losses.

Ou Jinmo gave himself courage and then started a number and a digital input. He knew her mobile number.

Or because he became her cat, it was clear.

After the mobile phone number was dialed out, he glared at his mobile phone and his hand was sweating.

The heartbeat began to accelerate, and even the fingers were somewhat uncontrollable.

What do you want to say later?

High above, let her know that everything she is now is given by him.

Then use a condescending attitude to tell her that he wants to sign her.

Let her make a big splash.

She will definitely be happy.

He will even begin to worship him and turn black on him.

Ou Jinmo thought of these, could not help but evoke a smile of self-satisfaction.

The phone is connected.

There was a faint "Hey, is it a takeaway?"

Is it a takeaway?

Takeaway!

Ou Jinmo's good-looking lips are pumping, and they are a bit suffocating.

Has she forgotten his mobile phone number?

When she was a fan at that time, did she spend a lot of effort to get his mobile number?

In a few days, he will be sold out?

Perhaps it is the European Jin ink does not say anything.

Bai Weiwei’s voice is light but sorry. “Sorry, I have no takeaway, you may have made the wrong call.”

After that, she seems to be hanging.

Ou Jinmo’s brain is hot, “Bai Weiwei, it’s me.”

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while. "You...what are you?"

Which one of you?

Which one of you!

Going to your jealousy, it won’t be seen for a few minutes.

Even his voice was forgotten.

Ou Jin ink fingers began to tremble, not nervous, it is gas to fry.

His eyes narrowed and he reached out and pulled his turtleneck shirt, and he untied several buttons of white shirts.

Then he leaned against the wall and gritted his teeth and said, "Who do you think I am? Ah."

The tone of this question is the same as that of a man wearing a green hat.

Still very violent.

There was a pause for three seconds, and the voice of Bai Weiwei was cold. "Ou Jinmo? How do you know my mobile number?"

He is cold, she is colder than him.

He questioned, she was angry than he asked.

Ou Jin ink brows, the thin lips pull out a tight line, and the light-colored squats are filled with a terrible gloom.

He sneered. "Why, your mobile phone number is so special, the universe is unique, I can't know?"

After Bai Weiwei was silent, he said quietly: "...well, it’s really a single one."

Whose mobile phone number is not unique.

How can I call without a single copy?

Ou Jinmo: "..."

He was beaten by her to be speechless.

Bai Weiwei said, "I have nothing to say, I hang up."

Ou Jin ink blocked a pile of gas in his chest, which made him particularly uncomfortable.

He leaned against the wall, inserted his trouser pocket with one hand, and shattered it under his eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Ou Jinmo hates her cold attitude.

Like everything he did, she didn't care the same.

The thought that she thought she would be happy was broken by her.

In the beautiful eyes of Ou Jinmo, there was an angry and embarrassed mood.

"Can Star sign you, happy."

He will give the best gift, just like this, throw it to Bai Weiwei like a throwing brick.

(End of this chapter)