am i a devil

This villain doesn't seem too smart, Wang Mo thought, and then he was furious, and tore up the collaged letter.

"Brave maniac! How dare you take away my man, little ones, give me a duck!"

Wang Mo threw the torn letter paper into the sky, and in an instant, it was snowing all over the sky, and a few scraps of paper just fell on Wang Mo's body, and when it touched his skin, they burned into pieces in an instant. Ashes!

"Look, the king is on fire!" said the ghost in women's clothing with a shocked expression.

"Really, I'm really burning with anger in the literal sense." Feng Guanxiapei also nodded, and followed suit.

"The king is so terrifying."

"Don't make him angry in the future."

The headless man whispered to the windbreaker supermodel and whispered on his ears, and at the same time carefully helped him tie the belt of the windbreaker, for fear that if he got agitated again, his clothes would burst.

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So a group of people came to the set aggressively.

Today is the crew's day off, the originally noisy studio is now deserted.

This studio is a corner of a large film and television city rented by the producer to make it easier for Wang Mo and the others to film. So although there are no staff nearby, there are still sporadic tourists who come to visit. For newcomers who come to take wedding photography, but because it is the off-season, there are not many people.

The big ghost in women's clothing, the headless man, the supermodel in the windbreaker, and Feng Guanxiapei have never been so proud as they are today.

Because of the fact that they are in the film and television city, even if they are in this state, they have not been discovered that their true body is like this, and from time to time, they meet sporadic pedestrians who come to take pictures with them.

Wang Mo: "..."

In a group of people, only I am a purebred creature, but I am the only one who needs a black mask, but they can walk so openly and proudly, the superstar Wang Mo is wrapped in a black mask at this moment , thought very sadly.

"Wow, you... here, it's so realistic."

A girl who came to ask the headless man to take a photo, looked up at the needlework that Wang Mo had done for him around the neck of the headless man, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Alright, alright."

The headless man, who had never dealt with girls much, said with embarrassment that his head, which could be disassembled by itself, was all red.

"Is little brother an actor? It must be hard work with such heavy makeup." The girl was very grateful for the headless man who was willing to take a photo with her, so she even fanned him during the photo break.

"Makeup? No, I'm a bare-faced person." The headless man didn't react, so he very bluntly denied the girl's statement.

"Pfft, you're so funny."

Who knew that the girl thought he was joking, and couldn't help laughing tremblingly.

Basically, except for all kinds of women's clothing bosses, the headless man who has never been so close to a girl to see each other smiling like a flower, feels that if there is no sewing work for him by Wang Mo, his head will be shot out of thin air up.

He quickly pressed his head in a panic, and smiled unnaturally.

"What kind of movie is my little brother shooting? Is it a TV series?" The girl thought that the headless man was quite humorous, so she continued to chat with him after taking the photo.

"Ah I……"

The headless man pressed his head frantically, and at the same time he was not very proficient in making up nonsense, his head was about to fly out in anxiety.

"Oh, do you want to keep it a secret? I understand~"

Fortunately, the girl was considerate, and by accident, rounded up the headless man.

"Then I'm leaving. Thank you little brother for taking a photo with me. I look forward to your work being released soon." The girl smiled at the headless man, turned around and pulled her companion away.

Headless Man: "..."

"Is this the feeling of youth?" The headless king's girl said in a sweet and sour way from the back.

Big ghost in women's clothing: "..."

Trench coat supermodel: "..."

Feng Guanxia: "..."

Wang Mo: "..."

All of a sudden, on the way to beat the devil, what kind of experience is it to eat a meal replacement that can also be said to be food?A group of people couldn't help but think like this in unison.

"You boy is very powerful."

The windbreaker supermodel, who has always claimed to be a lover, looked at the headless man with some displeasure, and said more or less duplicity.

"Where is it, it's okay." The headless man scratched his head that was about to be grabbed, looked at the supermodel in the windbreaker who looked like a lemon that had become fine, and said humbly.

Trench coat supermodel: "..."

"That's right, second brother. I never saw you as a surprise before. I didn't expect that as soon as you make a move at a critical moment, you will immediately be favored by girls." He looked like a supermodel in a windbreaker.

"That's right, second brother, if you don't make a name for yourself, it's a blockbuster." Feng Guanxiapei also chimed in, then glanced at the windbreaker supermodel, and started the group mocking mode.

"It's not like some people who talk about being a love saint every day. When it comes to practical application, they don't see any experience at all. Alas, it's really lamentable."

At the end of Feng Guanxia's speech, she even added a joke, which made the effect even more outstanding.

The supermodel in the windbreaker was so overwhelmed by them that he wanted to explode his clothes, so he reported it to the office, but after all, the world under his coat was too real, even the world-class Fuhuadao couldn't make it so realistic, because it was real, so The supermodel in the windbreaker could only endure it secretly.

Wang Mo: "..."

I seem to be experiencing a palace fight. Wang Mo couldn't help but feel a time travel in the ancient building complex, so I thought.

It seems that the big ghosts in women's clothing, the headless man and Feng Coffin Xiapei are quite vengeful. They have been thinking about the supermodel in the windbreaker who just took off the windbreaker to scare them. Now that there is an opportunity, hurry up and take revenge.

A group of people continued to mock each other and walked forward. From a distance, they saw a couple taking wedding photos there.

No, in fact, it is not entirely accurate to say that it is a "wedding photo", because the bride is not wearing a pure white wedding dress, but a fiery red wedding dress.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." The windbreaker supermodel and the headless man exclaimed in amazement as they passed by.

Only Feng Guanxiapei looked nervously at the other party, then at herself, carefully comparing the embroidery of the two wedding dresses, then heaved a sigh of relief, and whispered: "Her one is from a studio, I embroider all these by hand~”

"I know, I know, your husband chose dozens of embroiderers to make for you before your big wedding."

"You've said it 860 times."

The big ghost in women's clothing, the headless man and the supermodel in the windbreaker may have heard Feng Guanxiapei talk about this matter so much that their ears are almost numb.So at this moment, the three of them started to hug each other instead, laughing at Feng Guanxiapei.

"My husband treats me well, can't I?" Feng Guanxiapei countered unwillingly.

"Then he often tells you to stop hanging around in this dress, making it look like you're getting married every day." The three friends who heard the couple quarreling over this matter within a few days continued to jeer .

Wang Mo: "..."

I don't even know that in my own mind, there are countless domestic short stories going on every day, Wang Mo thought to himself.

Just when Wang Mo felt so tired, and walked past the couple who were taking their wedding photos, the bride, who was wearing a fiery red wedding dress like his younger brother, suddenly rushed towards Wang Mo. in the arms.

"Help me! I didn't do it voluntarily!" the bride cried hoarsely.