174.

If I live in a comic, then the picture of this grid will be my shadow, my eyes open and my mouth will open, and a white fat soul will emerge from my mouth.

175.

I pretended to sneer at the ridiculous sneer, and asked me to follow the cold: "Ah? What do you mean?"

Although my acting is very bad, I am really stupid now, and it is really confusing, and it is really embarrassing. The small piece of soul belonging to CP rice is really very funny, so my face The expression of the party is natural.

Gu Yiliang saw my reaction and stunned it. Then he raised his hand and covered his eyes. He was so annoyed that he was a little bit annoyed: "I thought you knew it..."

I:? Not what I know? Can you explain the words? I am going to have a heart attack?

176.

I silently observed his expression and cautiously asked: "...what do you know?"

He calmly took off his cigarette and waved his hand: "Have you not sprained your foot at the time? I watched them in the fan group for a long time, and some people went to your Weibo... I just saw the group news. I think they are a bit boring, and I have nothing to do with you."

"The photo you sent was too heart-wrenching. The eye-catching people knew how serious they were. They had been arguing and arguing." He frowned slightly, touched the tip of his nose, and smiled. "The broker I can't just come out and talk, and I am not familiar with you. I took a video and let my friends send it. Then I didn't send Weibo all day. They probably knew that I was not happy, and I didn't say anything. Actually, I didn't think that you would see the video, and even if you saw it, I said that there is no end to the end, and you don't know what it means."

177.

I heard it one by one, and the soul was split into two halves.

The half of the scorpion giant sugar that belongs to the CP rice licked down the face and couldn’t speak, full of exclamation marks:

Why are you so proficient in sugar poses! Why are you so sweet in the way of sugar!

What high-power microscope 抠 sugar dig three thousand feet of shaving sugar is virtual, big 佬 佬 一 一 一 know if there is any! The sweet candy is stuffy in your mouth!

The half that belonged to Wei Yan was beaten by his unpretentious word, and he was full of questions:

He even wants to send a fairy tale that he wants to make a microblog. Why do you have to say a few words to defend this in order to maintain this?

No, why should he defend my home without saying a few words?

He is too kind, how can there be such a positive person?

And why do I feel the heart is weird, there is a feeling of fullness, I will not be a heart sugar after taking out the sugar?

Gu Yiliang, well... seems, a little embarrassed?

178.

"Just you asked me, I thought you knew what it meant..."

He smiled and said, the voice paused and turned to look at me: "Right, how did you see it?"

I have a cold neck.

179.

Finished, I only care about eating sugar and tangled, forgetting to think about it.

180.

In exchange for the usual, I probably pulled out some swearing words, but now I am surrounded by the exclamation mark and the strange feeling in my heart, and I can only look at him with a sly look. .

181.

Gu Yiliang looked at me who suddenly died. I looked like a flash of light in my eyes. I suddenly laughed. "Okay, I don't ask, let's go back, isn't it still a play?"

What's wrong with this, is this going through?

I couldn’t help but scream, forcing the emotions on my face back to my heart, and followed me softly to the hotel.

182.

All the way without words, his mood seems to be getting better, the pressure on the whole body is much lighter, I really feel inexplicable.

Are people who are engaged in art so difficult to understand, and their minds are so hard to ponder?

183.

Going to the door of the hotel, a woman with a beautiful red lips and a red lips stood outside the lobby and looked at us from afar.

Gu Yi cooled his foot and took me to turn around and left, and the woman shouted the name, and he stopped his footsteps.

My soul flew around eight hundred miles, and I couldn't call it back. I didn't understand what it was. I only knew that his incomprehensible mood fell inexplicably.

I looked at the woman.

Hey, this sister I have seen.

184.

I have seen him and the woman several times in the vicinity of the company. It seems to be very intimate. I have been photographed once, but they are just talking in the photo, and there is no over-the-counter movement before and after. Didn't pick up any splashes.

Now I saw her looks at a close distance. It turns out that Gu Yiliang likes this glamorous model.

Temperament is a bit vulgar.

185.

I want to say why I can stop my mother without any trouble, just because I know clearly that there is nothing between me and Gu Yiliang. I am straight, he is also straight, and he is sugar to relieve stress and soothe. Soothe your mood.

Oh, it’s just that there is always something that doesn’t taste.

Probably the rice soul saw the cooking of the real object, and the knife was picked up by the knife.

186.

The woman gathered her hair: "I don't want to call one?"

Gu Yiliang's face is calm and his tone is faint: "What are you doing?"

The woman smiled and gave me a look. She said to Gu Yiliang: "Don't tell your friends?"

Gu Yiliang was a little silent, and looked at me with no expression: "This is my little mother."

What is it, it is not a girlfriend.

I returned to the soul in a second, quickly pulled out the knife that was poked into my heart, politely nodded to the woman: "Mom."

187.

Gu Yiliang: "..."

woman:"……"

I:"……"