Chapter 677

She was only absent for a long time, so she bullied her door.

Yan Bingqing is very deceiving.

Mu Xi is so stubborn that he refuses to leave. He says it all in a row. "Poetry, we don't have to offend her! Yan Bingqing is very powerful. Several little Huadan are pressed by her. Many of the young men she has made in her daily life have the right to be powerful. We can't fight her! "

"I don't do evil to her, just reason with her." Cloud poetry is not pleased with the way.

"Reason?" Muxi smiled and said, "that's what this circle is like. It doesn't talk about any reason, just about whether you have the strength, the power, the background, the background and the resources! People in this circle only value this. What's the truth? In their eyes, it's a joke! I don't want to give you any trouble. Since I choose to eat this bowl of rice, I'm ready for it. "

"Well, I have my own opinion. Anyway, today, she has to apologize! "

After that, yunshishi led her to Yan Bingqing's lounge.

After Muxi followed, he couldn't help but feel that the image of Yunshi's poetry suddenly grew up.

She didn't work as an assistant to other stars.

The so-called assistant can be said to be the cattle and horses.

If a star is upset, he can beat and scold at will.

It's hard to be an assistant. On the surface, it looks like it can be in the same frame with many stars and can get close contact with stars. In fact, being an assistant is the most painful and the most eye-catching.

There is no star who really takes you as a friend.

However, the appearance of Yunshi poetry broke her cognition.

It turns out that in the stars, there are also like cloud poetry.

To cloud poetry, Muxi heart can not say the gratitude!

Yan Bingqing's lounge is her designated VIP lounge, luxurious and high-end, even higher than yunshishi's.

Yan Bingqing is very fastidious and demanding about the equipment of the studio.

This lounge was originally provided for yunshishi, but Yan Bingqing grabbed it. Yunshishi didn't care, so he let it out.

Anyway, it's just a lounge. It doesn't matter to her at all.

At the door of the rest room, yunshishi walked in as if nobody else were there. Yan Bingqing was making up. When she saw her leading Muxi, she came in, and roughly knew what was going on.

She had expected it to be so.

I'm not afraid that yunshishi will come to her. It's just the right time. I'll give her a lesson!

Then, Yan Bingqing smiled and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Sister Bingqing, are you busy?" Yun's poems are not irritated by Yan Bingqing's imagination, but with a slight smile of Yan's touch and grace.

That kind of elegance seems to be the aristocratic temperament which is different from Yan Bingqing's.

The former is natural, while the latter is just the temperament piled up by makeup and manuscripts.

Stand together and see you from above.

Yan Bingqing was stupefied and replied, "not busy."

She didn't realize that her aura had been suppressed by Yunshi's smile.

"Well, I just came back from the play and saw that my assistant's arm was scalded. Although she didn't say anything to me, I heard some people in the audience say that it was you who threw it. I want to ask what happened."

"I made it." Yan Bingqing picked a eyebrow and admitted it frankly. "But I didn't mean to. Are you going to blame me?"