The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

The sudden sound startled Fu Xiuzhu, and subconsciously leaned towards the man.

The faint fragrance of green bamboo entered the nose as the warm and soft body approached.

Xi Huaizhen's body froze for a moment, and her slightly frowned brows relaxed.

Crying bag essence is quite nice.

Ever since he was in the room in the Pearl District, Fu Xiuzhu's hand has been held by the man and never let go.

He is now close to the man, poking his head out slightly.

This is a seemingly ordinary room, but it does not seem ordinary.

The room was large, but without much furniture, it seemed a bit empty.

The line of sight turns slightly.

I saw a few jaw-dropping inscriptions hanging on the wall.

——The most beautiful is me.

——I am the most handsome.

——The most coquettish is me.

However, what surprised him was that there was a larger inscription above this inscription.

——Eating and waiting to die.

The words are vigorous and powerful, flowing freely, and just looking at them brings a sense of heroism.

His gaze gradually became subtle.

"Oh shit! Are you an undercover agent who came over from the opposite side? You can make such a low-level mistake? Why don't you just send it to someone else's tower?"

The loud loud voice sounded again.

Only then did Fu Xiuzhu notice that besides him and Xi Huaizhen, there was a man and a woman in the room.

The woman is the one who slept on the table before, she looks only seventeen or eighteen, and the man...

It is loud.

He has a very beautiful baby face with a loud voice, and his tall and tall figure can be seen just sitting lazily; he is dressed in a black and red gown, with long black hair tied up high, and the whole person looks like a child. There is a bit of ancient rhyme.

A face that doesn't fit his figure, and a voice that doesn't fit his face, appearing on him is strangely quite harmonious.

Babyface was sitting behind a long square table that also looked a bit shabby, holding a mobile phone that was incompatible with the style of the whole room, but was inexplicably harmonious, outputting crazily.

He kept yelling and cursing.

Fu Xiuzhu was a little numb, which didn't match the "soul seducer" he imagined at all.

"Boss, Boss, Master Jiu is here..."

The girl leaned closer to Babyface's ear and whispered.

The baby face paused, as if he saw a few more people in the room at this time, his eyes lit up, he threw the phone on the table, and flashed from the other side of the table to Xi Huaizhen, with one arm open Get ready to give him a loving hug.

Xi Huaizhen seemed to have expected this move a long time ago, and pulled Fu Xiuzhu away quickly with a blank face, and said coldly, "Chen Yi!"

After hugging for a while, the baby face, that is, Chen Yi was not embarrassed, he smiled and withdrew his hand, "Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, am I a little excited?"

As the distance got closer, Fu Xiuzhu realized that he still had a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be able to seduce souls.

The pair of phoenix eyes turned, and their eyes fell on Xi Huaizhen's tightly grasped wrist, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed an ambiguous arc, "It's ok, I haven't seen you for a few months, and this daughter-in-law has been taken care of."

He turned to Fu Xiuzhu and looked him up and down: "Young daughter-in-law looks good, look at the big eyes, the small nose, and the small mouth, tsk tsk, really nice."

As he said that, he cast a wink at Fu Xiuzhu, "By the way, Xiao Jiu has lived for hundreds of years and hasn't had a relationship. Is his job good?"

Fu Xiuzhu's small face flushed instantly, and he felt that he was getting familiar, and stammered: "No, no, no...we...we're not..."

The veins on Xi Huaizhen's forehead were slightly protruding, and his voice seemed so cold that it could freeze: "Chen Yi!"

"Yes, I'm here!" Chen raised his hands up, his face still smiling, "It's just a joke, don't be angry."

After a pause, "If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, tell me, what can you do with me?"