When Careeraholic Meets Workaholic

... want to go to filming. "

The owner of the wolf hat continued to answer: "No."

fourth frame.

Rabbit Hat threw himself into Wolf Hat's arms and beat his chest angrily, saying, "You are too much! Why can't I participate in anything!"

But the wolf hat hugged the man in his arms, and the wolf tail waggled leisurely and said, "You can only go to my shows, my variety shows, and my parties. You can't go anywhere except by my side."

Seeing this, Zhou Yao's eyebrows almost flew to the sky.

watt?

Why is there such a divine unfolding?I don't let Bai Lian participate in too many shows, isn't it because I am afraid that the audience's expectations for him will be consumed and that he will be too tired?What the hell is this possessiveness?

angry!

This comic is simply distorting the facts!

Click on the Weibo account called "Long Sword Grand Duke", and Zhou Yao found what he wanted to see in the Weibo account. Except for the comics about himself and Bai Lian CP, there is almost no other content. Weibo There are as many as 41 fans, the latest manga has been updated to 3000 chapters, almost all the manga comments have more than three digits of likes, and the hot posts have more than [-] comments.

When Zhou Yao saw the hot post No.1, a ball of steaming steam exploded from his face and went straight to Tianling Gai.

It was a thick colored painting. The handsome president who looked nothing like himself except for his hairstyle was sitting on the boss chair with his head raised, but another handsome young man who was very similar to Bai Lian was sitting on the table. With a relaxed posture, she bent down and kissed the man who raised his head.

In all fairness, the composition and artistic conception of this picture are very beautiful, and the colors painted layer by layer are very realistic in the style of computer CG, so Zhou Yao can't bear it even more when he sees it.

He didn't even think about whether Bai Lian could become a romantic partner, and here he was given a picture of kissing, which was equivalent to knocking open his locked brain, and printed this picture on the into his mind.

"God..." Zhou Yao pinched the bridge of his nose and turned off the phone, only to feel that the impact of this glance was a bit big, almost subverting his three views.

I was really drunk, and I actually went to find out the answer to this matter, and how would I be a colleague in the future.

Zhou Yao covered the quilt, ignored the phone, and forced to fall asleep.