Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Both are members of the black-viva girl group, although Yang Jiabao and Cen Zhiwan have different face shapes, but they are about the same body shape, and there is little difference.

After all, when the women's team is on stage, the more uniform the dance moves, the more beautiful they are, and the more they can unite the soul of the group. When selecting members, the combination of height, weight and appearance must be considered, not just random lottery.

But Cen Zhiwan's body and bones really couldn't beat Yang Jiabao.

The reason, Cen Zhiwan is sure, is that Yang Jiabao's weight is higher than hers!

Yang Jiabao gave Cen Zhiwan a big bag of black silk for shopping, he was very desperate, and his heart was not old.Cen Zhiwan herself was deeply saddened, but she was empty-handed, she didn't buy anything for Yang Jiabao, she would die sooner, she was determined not to be exposed, she saw Yang Jiabao's stiletto heels poking towards her face.

Cen Liu's force value is low, he is simply a weak chicken, not only Cen Zhiwan can see it, but also Chu Yinghou, who is driving in front, can see it.

Cen Zhiwan turned around to avoid, "Yang Jiabao, you don't like black, let's replace it with white."

Wouldn't pure white opaque stockings be more perverted? The JK uniform style is not something ordinary people can play.

Yang Jiabao imagined herself wearing white silk, pretending to be tender, the picture is too beautiful, she couldn't accept a pervert, she jumped up and pressed Cen Zhiwan, and continued to beat, "Mom! You have so many tricks! Tell you to change white silk! Look at me I won't beat you to death! I will cut you off! I will cut you off!

Yang Jiabao's vocabulary is quite rich, and he has a good rhyme. He is about to compose a rap rhythm. After all, he is a person who has written lyrics, and his professional level has passed.

Cen Zhiwan cried out in pain, "Yang Jiabao, I'm going to fight back!..."

Yang Jiabao was fearless, he laughed and said: "You have a 0, what do you want?! You only deserve to stay below!"

Upon hearing this, Cen Zhiwan's bright watery eyes couldn't help but glance at Chu Yinghou who was sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes immediately responded shyly, there was no sound in his mouth, he couldn't refute at all, and didn't want to refute at all.

Yang Jiabao understood very well in his heart, so he managed to watch the show, "Hmph."

Cen Zhiwan kicked her gently, showing more zero temperament, "..."

Yang Jiabao let out an ouch, and sat on one side completely tilted, very surprised, "Didn't you fight back! Lie to me!"

Cen Zhiwan skillfully used her strength, but she was ashamed, "Fight back."

Yang Jiabao counterattacked back.

The girl group was active in the rear, and the soft wind passed through the suburban tree-lined road, blowing into the half-opened car window, combing the algae-like long hair of Chu Yinghou, like a painting.

Chu Youqing's heart was filled with a kind of comfort, warming up in the white cloudy sky under the warm sun, adding to the taste of tender love, she enjoyed all the noise, every note of hilarity, leaned over to turn on the radio, it happened to be FM106.3 music channel.

Kou Hong's snow-white fingertips tapped on the steering wheel, and everything was just right.

The slow and steady bass voice can automatically prolong this wonderful escape journey.

listen carefully.

A song "Tears behind bars".

"...the iron gate, the iron window, the iron chain, I hold the iron window and look out."

"The greatest tragedy in life is the loss of freedom."

"All the chains locked me, and now I am a prisoner..."

How bleak!

Chu Youqing covered her lips, and hurriedly reached out to change the channel.

late.

Cen Zhiwan and Yang Jiabao tugged on each other's collars, looked at each other, they all stopped, their hearts were shocked.

This is the rhythm to be caught.

God's hint?

What's the matter with you, Empress Chu! !

Yang Jiabao whispered, "I think your wife wants you to surrender."

Cen Zhiwan nodded blankly, and asked in a smaller voice, puzzled: "I seem to hear singing inside, Yue'er, Yuanyuan takes care of my heart, I miss someone in prison?"

Yang Jiabao reconsidered, "Yes, it's you. Cen Zhiwan, that person must think we are too noisy." After finishing speaking, he shrank his neck.

Cen Zhiwan hummed softly, not daring to make any more noise.

The members of the girl group, being honest in an instant, sat down side by side, keeping a safe distance from each other, and listened to the advice of their seniors.

Chu Youqing was busy changing again, it was still the music channel.Radio stations, except for traffic stations, are basically reduced to music channels.

Yang Jiabao elbowed Cen Zhiwan, "It's our song."

In the season's main disc of the Black-viva girl group, there is an impulsive song that is not recommended, "I Heard I'm Cute".

It is used to fill up the song list, which is the so-called side dish song.

For each album, there is a particular emphasis on the arrangement of the music. If you can’t have a good song and push the promotion at the same time, you will become yourself and yourself competing for the list, which is really unwise.The title song of Bihuo is the staple food, and the side dishes are small experiments with various styles. They are delicious when put together. The taste is either dead, widowed, or strange.

Cen Zhiwan covered her delicate face, lowered her head and shook her head, hoping that Queen Chu would listen to something else, "...this song annoys me the most, it's so childish..."

"You don't want the C position for this song..." Yang Jiabao analyzed in a daze, "...I think that person wants to tell us that if we don't unite in the fight, it will be the result of "Tears Behind the Bar". Forget it, Cen Wandou , for your wife's sake, and for the sake of our singing together, I will accept Heisi..."

Cen Zhiwan was dissatisfied, her sitting posture was very regular, her two delicate and straight legs were put together, her slender hands rested on her knees, "Really? Don't you really dislike your childishness?"

Yang Jiabao giggled, hit a snake to hit seven inches, and kill people to death, sweet and childish, shouted nine twists and eighteen bends, "——Sister~Sister~Sister Pea~"

Cen Zhiwan felt that her life was ruined here, and wanted to roll her eyes, pretending not to hear, "I don't need you to call like this, thank you."

Yang Jiabao smiled slyly and comforted her: "My sister is good, one day I will become a big sister!..."

Cen Zhiwan turned her face away, lowered her long and trembling eyes, lightly picked the smooth silk surface of the seat belt with her fingertips, and once and for all, the edges of the rounded nails became slightly hot and painful, and quietly looked at Chu Youqing.

Chu Yinghou looked forward, her figure was beautiful, with a kind of just right coldness, her slender white jade hands controlled the steering wheel, her beautiful eyes were very focused.

The black seat belt, from the thin shoulders, outlines the waist that cannot be grasped. Under the bright and full sunlight, it is charming and has a sense of dependence.

Of course, because of the restraint of the seat belt, the soft and proud silhouette can be highlighted from under the clothes, which is so eye-catching that Cen Zhiwan couldn't stop looking at it, and couldn't stop at all.

Cen Zhiwan bit her delicate lip and tried to restrain herself.

The radio continued to sing, too sweet and childish, "I heard that I am a cutie, the best love in the world!..."

Cen Zhiwan covered her ears with invisible hands.

My sister is unfathomable, playing a song to listen to it is so instructive, how did you fall in love with me, my pea sister? ?

Probably because of lust, I was greedy for my beauty for a while, and I went blind... Huh...

What a gift from God!

Cen Zhiwan felt beautiful in her heart, then sank again, and suddenly her heart jumped with fear.

I heard that Mensao likes more flirtatious ones. Could it be that Chu Youqing doesn't like me because he thinks I'm not flirtatious enough? ?

How about I have a free show? ?

Really, I don't want my sister to be responsible...

No, Chu Youqing, you must be responsible to me.

Yang Jiabao leaned over, suspicious, "Why, look at your face is sunny and rainy."

Cen Zhiwan took cover, "I really can't listen to this song..."

Chu Yinghou was driving in front, she didn't have eyes on the back of her beautiful head, she didn't know that the two girls in the back row were sometimes terrified, sometimes melancholy, sometimes understood her deliberate plans, and sometimes asked her to take care of her lower body.

The rest of my life.

After the song "I Heard I'm Little Cute", this station also started to play "Tears Behind the Bar".

Chu Youqing listened leisurely and comfortably, when the familiar mournful prelude sounded, she hurriedly changed the channel.

What's the matter, is this old song that persuades people to turn back very popular recently?

They are running for their lives, unlucky! !

red.

Of course red.

The song "Tears behind bars", because of the popularity of "Super Brain" these days, has become a key recommendation song by the Ministry of Public Security, and the genuine link is posted on the official blog of the police station.

@市公共公司局: Don’t stretch out your hand, you will be caught if you stretch out your hand! [铁门泪.mp3 address]@《Super Brain》@black-vivaen Zhi蛇

"It's clear at a glance who it's for!"

"My sister is publicly executed!"

"Official gift song."

"Hahaha! Dangerous operation, please do not imitate!"

"Kids, don't learn!"

"Recently, I listen to it every day while driving. It's either Cen Zhiwan's girl group song or "Tears behind bars" that captured the radio station."

"Seriously brainwashed."

"To be honest, my sister used a piece of paper to take advantage of the fire to rob, kill people and destroy the family. It is the first of its kind in the country. Whoever dares to learn, whoever learns will be the one to write!"

"I can't imitate. If I want to imitate, I guess IQ can't understand "Tears behind bars."

……

The van circled the Amusement Park Hotel, passing through willow forests, detoured in circles, and confirmed that the accommodation area was within a radius of one kilometer. There was no abnormality for the time being, and the hotel seemed to be peaceful. Then it parked the car and went back to the presidential suite to pick up personal belongings.

Before getting out of the car, Yang Jiabao put on a smoky makeup, entered the lobby, and talked with the waiter at the front desk.

It feels so good to boldly try various makeup looks, Yang Jiabao patted the table, "Check out."

The waiter raised his face, held his mobile phone, had two big dark circles under his eyes, and stayed up all night, "Oh."

Yang Jiabao was amazed, "What are you looking at, the "Super Brain" live broadcast room has been closed for one night, you won't fall asleep, right! I told you to watch the door carefully!"

The waiter remembered the agreement, "I didn't sleep! The live broadcast room is blocked, so I can't sleep at all. After watching addiction, it is not easy to quit drugs."

Yang Jiabao asked: "A mobile game? A lottery pool?"

The waiter found the same kind and held up the screen, "Yes, yes, pass the time and wait for the live broadcast room to reopen! I'm not lucky, and I can't get an SSR-level lady."

Yang Jiabao also played the paper figurine collecting game. Her harem was full, and she waved her hand, "Come on, I'm doing this. It's not just for bragging. It's lucky, so I can draw one for you."

Seeing that she was so confident, the waiter handed over the screen, "Ten one draw, help me get into my soul!"

Yang Jiabao started the game with a golden card, a top character card, attribute: black silk giant ru proud.

After all, Two-dimensional, the words are more straightforward, and in reality, she is the queen of black silk, with big breasts, arrogant, cute, beautiful, and sexy.

The waiter's eyes were straightened, "Wow... Jinka... ah, I like this young lady..."

It is higher than the SSR level.

Yang Jiabao had no fluctuations in his heart, like a life mentor, and sighed, "You don't have a girlfriend yet, black silk giant Ru Tsundere... This kind of templated setting of piling up character attributes is the most pleasing. Do you know why, because the reality There is no one here!...Dedicated to defrauding you single dogs of money..."

Yang Jiabao thought, cheating me of money too.

In the line of sight, Chu Yinghou came slowly, like a dream, the crystal lamp in the hall was beautiful and gorgeous, Chu Youqing brushed her soft hair, and the ends of her hair lightly brushed Cen Wan's cheeks.

Cen Zhiwan blushed slightly, paused her steps, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

She had something on her mind, thinking that Chu Youqing thought she was walking slowly.

Chu Youqing looked her up and down with her cold and beautiful eyes, "cute."

Cen Zhiwan: "???"

"What did you call me?"

Chu Youqing turned around and went to the elevator, "It's nothing."

Cen Zhiwan: "I heard it!"

Chu Youqing said coldly, "Really."

Cen Zhiwan ran over and looked for Yang Jiabao incoherently, "Check out, check out. Ah, you know, I like "I Heard I'm a Little Cutie" the most. It's my favorite song."

Yang Jiabao pushed her away, thinking about a serious question.

Black silk, giant breasts, tsundere...

Mine, isn't this Chu Youqing, the Queen of Shadows? !

The three-dimensional captured Two-dimensional, paper people are no match for living people, Yang Jiabao asked Cen Zhiwan, "Don't you not play mobile games?!"

Cen Zhiwan was innocent, "Huh?"

Yang Jiabao said seriously: "I want to ask, what are your criteria for choosing a mate?"

Cen Zhiwan: "Chu Youqing?"

Yang Jiabao snatched the waiter's mobile phone and showed it to Cen Zhiwan, "What do you think?"

Cen Zhiwan stared at him for three seconds, terrified, "...Impossible, I have to be Chu Youqing."

Yang Jiabao cracked the case, "Actually, you like big breasts, beauty, and good temper."

Cen Zhiwan was stunned for five seconds, but was speechless.