Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

"Cen Wandou, help me."

This was the only sentence that Yang Jiabao dared to say before he walked into the discussion room following the back of Chu Yinghou.

Cen Zhiwan is anxious for Yang Jiabao, but it's not good to favor friends.

After all, he stated his position bluntly and firmly believed that Chu Yinghou was a lolicon. This kind of suicide attack was already doomed to tragedy.

The heavy solid wooden door was closed, and there was a cold and pleasant smell from Chu Yinghou, because the air was convected sharply between the cracks of the door, and it slammed heavily on Cen Liu's delicate and pretty face.

Cen Zhiwan was delighted, and touched half of her face with her fingertips, as if being caressed by her wife and sister.

Leaning forward to Yang Jiabao, he said, "I'd better stay outside. Someone has to collect your body."

The sunshine is really beautiful, Cen Zhiwan walked briskly, sent Yang Jiabao into the tiger's mouth, turned around and gathered all the members of the escape team, and directly outside the conference room corridor of the hotel, assigned today's "Super Brain" live broadcast task.

After the simple and clear narration, there was a burst of joyful applause in the hall.

"Hahaha, so interesting!"

"The pursuit team is miserable!"

"I don't even want to eat! I just want to hurry up and set up a net!"

"Don't talk nonsense, eat your breakfast quickly, if you have strength to work, I'll start the car first!"

Cen Zhiwan signaled for everyone to disband, and she waited here for Yang Jiabao to show her friendship.

Although I don't know what exactly happened, some members of the escape team stepped forward and shook hands with Cen Zhiwan, "My condolences. We will not see Yang Jiabao off."

Cen Zhiwan nodded solemnly, "Thank you."

I will burn your words to Yang Jiabao.

In the end, after waiting for more than an hour, Cen Zhiwan leaned lightly on the leather sofa outside, almost falling asleep because he was too worried about Yang Jiabao.

Click.

The door opens.

Yang Jiabao came out, looking at Cen Zhiwan with deep sympathy in his eyes.

Cen Zhiwan was shocked, feeling that something was wrong, she couldn't help clenching her hands and putting them on her knees, "Wait a minute, I'll talk after I sit down."

Yang Jiabao exhaled lightly, and sat firmly beside Cen Zhiwan, and spoke first, as if in a dream, "Cen Wandou, how can you maintain... talking normally in front of Chu Youqing?..."

"She's so beautiful. I'm alone with her. As soon as I sit there, I'm dazed and can't stop drooling..."

"...No wonder that when you meet her, other than going to bed, you just get off the bill...Cen Zhiwan, it's not your fault!...I was wrong, I can't stand it...this kind of charm..."

Cen Zhiwan recalled the palpitations when she was alone with Chu Youqing, she cleared her throat, moistened her throat, and said softly: "You praise me or scold me...you're not really drooling, are you?"

"Of course not!" Yang Jiabao patted the armrest of the sofa, "Do you think I'm like you?"

Cen Zhiwan had no time to talk nonsense with her, and asked directly: "Do you have any bad news to tell me?"

Being spotted, Yang Jiabao didn't want to say it at first, but now he comforted Cen Zhiwan, "Oh, Cen Wandou, you accept the reality."

Cen Zhiwan said indifferently, "I don't."

Yang Jiabao shook his head, put some in, and so on, "...Cen Wandou, your wife asked me to go in, and asked about Lolicon in detail, as if to ask me."

Cen Zhiwan was incredulous, "Please teach me??"

Yang Jiabao hummed, "That's right, Ningning was very cute when she was young. I still have some knowledge in this area, unlike you, an only child, what do you know?"

Cen Zhiwan remained silent, really unable to give any opinion on this, "And then."

Because Yang Jiabao was overwhelmed by the beauty of Chu Yinghou, he tried hard to recall, "Your wife told me something about the behavior and activities of a seven or eight-year-old child. It's a disgusting thing. Lolita will be contagious, but it's a pity that Ningning has grown up, if she is still seven or eight years old..."

"Don't say it...you don't say it!"

Cen Zhiwan wanted to die.

Why didn't Chu Youqing beat Yang Jiabao up? ?

As a result, the two spent more than an hour banging loli together? !

So, problem solving begins.

Chu Youqing likes loli, preferably seven or eight years old.

Therefore, if Chu Youqing likes Cen Zhiwan, it means that Cen Zhiwan is a seven or eight-year-old loli.

In conclusion, Chu Youqing likes Cen Zhiwan, because Cen Zhiwan, at least Cen Zhiwan's heart, is like a seven or eight-year-old loli.

In conclusion, Chu Youqing likes naive little loli, such as Cen Zhiwan.

Oh my, this confusing logic.

Cen Zhiwan's outlook on life and values ​​are all messed up. It turns out that she is not a younger sister, she is younger than her younger sister!

Yang Jiabao visually observed Cen Liu's unpredictable expression, "Are you okay?"

Cen Zhiwan stood up suddenly, and said to herself: "No. I can't be so naive. My mental age is at least a teenager. High school is enough. Chu Youqing...Chu Youqing must have someone else in his heart ..."

Yang Jiabao was taken aback, "Come back! Don't talk nonsense! Your wife is thinking inside..."

What are you thinking about?

Think about whether you like Cen Zhiwan or Little Lolita? ?

Cen Zhiwan walked into the discussion room, walking non-stop, "I didn't call you, so don't come in."

Yang Jiabao whispered by the door, "...you call me, but I dare not go in. Cen Wandou, Cen Wandou! Hey, you don't get into trouble all day, don't you feel well?"

Cen Zhiwan paused, turned around, and asked in a policeman's questioning tone, "What else did you talk about?"

Yang Jiabao lowered his head, "It's nothing..."

Cen Zhiwan was even more indifferent, "If you have anything to say, be straightforward. If you are frank, you will be lenient, and if you resist, you will be strict."

Forced by the momentum, Yang Jiabao was angry, "Get out! Don't scare me with your police school tricks, I'm weak, let me tell you!"

Immediately pretend to be weak against the wall, "...Your wife, at the beginning, she sat there with her legs stretched out, without saying a word, like a person in a movie brought in front of me, you know, it's like a dream, you see our fugitive group People, they are always keeping a distance from your movie queen..."

Cen Zhiwan took a deep breath, "Don't step on other people. So, what did you do?"

Yang Jiabao was wronged, "...I didn't. Then, your wife asked me, did you quarrel?...I...I..."

Chu Yinghou only asked Yang Jiabao, had a fight?

It means, you and Cen Zhiwan, did you two quarrel?

As a second-married person, Yang Jiabao instinctively produced the shrewdness he should have.

Being able to quarrel proves that the relationship between the two is actually very good, even extraordinary. If Chu Youqing asks this, don't tell me they are fishing for law enforcement.

Yang Jiabao thinks about it, don't let Chu Yinghou misunderstand, she and Cen Zhiwan are not adulterous.

"Cen Zhiwan and I are just ordinary friends."

Yang Jiabao replied firmly.

Chu Youqing seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then, the discussion room fell into a terrifying silence until Yinghou Chu took the initiative to bring up the topic of Lori.

What the hell? !

Cen Zhiwan was about to go crazy, "You just said that there was a quarrel, it's fine if you don't, don't we have a quarrel, we are obviously quarreling, Yang Jiabao, I think you are very 300 taels of silver here, are you trying to kill me!"

"I don't know what's wrong with me!" Yang Jiabao was also dizzy, "I'm so scared! I'm losing my mind!"

No, your mind is running wild.

Probably Chu Yinghou has this kind of bewitching power that makes people lose their minds.

Cen Zhiwan felt that she could still control her own reason, "Sit outside and reflect on yourself."

Yang Jiabao nodded and persuaded, "Cen Wandou, you should be careful..."

"Understood." Cen Zhiwan rubbed her thin shoulders and stepped onto the line of fire.

The door opened, and she tried not to look at Chu Yinghou under the shadow of the window, lest she be fascinated, and the trick would be bad, "Chu Youqing, what's going on with that seven or eight-year-old child?"

Chu Youqing looked back, and said in a calm and peaceful tone: "She is a bit like you, I like her, and I always think about her. What's wrong."

Cen Zhiwan shuddered, "You lied!!"