Chapter 340

She and Liu Sijie are interacting. They are all women's thoughts. He doesn't peek at other people's privacy. He just glances at them and doesn't look at them much.

"Don't move." She found that his broad palm along the clothes sleep, sliding into the body, constantly groping, she turned the body, motioned him not to.

Men's fingertips are warm.. Vaguely swam in her body, reached for her mobile phone: "are you going to leave her in the cold? Well

She listened, white he one eye, very serious very disdainful said: "last night is not that what, too often bad for the body."

"Who taught it?" Mo Yanchen heard that he was not happy. Who said that he was too sick?

Every time he wants more, he gets up every two days with a hundred sets of spirit. It's almost as if he's done miraculous work, and he's full of energy at work.

"I taught myself." Shen Cheng is still angry, gnashing her teeth.

Seeing that he was in such a good spirit, she wanted to stay away from him. Just now, in the bamboo forest, she was almost eaten by him again ~! It's getting worse.

"Self study?" Mo Yanchen gathered his face and looked at her solemnly. His eyes fell on her..

"Ah." She suddenly jumped up, reached for the alarm clock and looked at it. The whole person was in a panic: "it's over, it's miserable."

Looking at her panic, the old man did not tease her any more. He sat up and asked, "what's the matter?"

I saw her everywhere looking for remote control, and then, barefoot rushed out, as if something had happened.

Mo Yanchen looked at her flustered, like a headless fly. He also got up and followed her. He saw her running towards the hall on the first floor.

Sitting in the hall, holding the remote control, he turned on the TV, reached out, fished out his notebook, opened his fingertips and kept beating on it.

"Today is the date of your new play?" He strode up to her and asked in a low voice.

"You remember, but I forgot." She looked up at him pitifully, and then her eyes fell on the screen.

It's impossible to watch TV. It's half past eleven now! It's prime time for the new play to start broadcasting. It's from 8:00 to 10:30 p.m., three episodes in a row.

She hasn't seen the later stage, and she doesn't know whether the effect is good or not.

Mo Yanchen reaches out his hand, takes the remote control, looks at the channel she plays, and watches the replay.

In the first episode, she has a lot of scenes. Because she is a female two and a role of positive energy, she has more appearances in the first two episodes than female one.

"Not bad." He whispered, his eyes on the screen.

She looked up and her face was red and hot. In fact, she didn't dare to face up to her appearance on the screen. She felt that she was looking at narcissism.

I saw a large amount of online search, and soon ranked first. She went on Weibo, and all the people in the crew @ her. Of course, they are all advertising, which is also a way of publicity.

But in her micro blog, there are few updates. She looks at others @ herself, takes out her stills and puts them on, with a line: "pick up your red makeup again, pack up your bags and cover up your light.".

Soon, there are a lot of comments below. At the beginning, the people in the cast were quickly swept away by the fans. Moreover, before her, there were only about 20 fans, who were all acquaintances, including Liu Sijie and other students. But unexpectedly, one minute later, the fans broke 100000.

"Lingling." At this time, the phone rang, her hand on the armrest of the sofa, looking at a man.

He reached out and picked up the phone.

"For you." He whispered, but his eyes were fixed on the screen instead of looking at her.