On the second day of the wedding, the comatose husband was awakened by anger

Qi Ya looked at Wo Chunzhu's happy expression.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a triumphant smile: "Okay, I'll show you in the room later."

Wo Chunzhu immediately followed, holding his computer bag.

Wo Chunzhu: Siha, go and see the beautiful sister’s abdominal muscles.

When the time comes, I'll touch it and it will definitely feel good.

Feng Su looked constipated as he watched Wo Chunzhu being cheated away.

"This is someone who has been sold, and is still counting money for others."

Feng Su put on her bag and carried her suitcase and prepared to go upstairs.

But he was stopped by Teng Yuzhu.

Teng Yuzhu took out 20,000 yuan from her bag and handed it to Feng Su: "20,000 yuan, let's exchange the house."

The tone was still somewhat arrogant.

But to Feng Su, it was simply the sound of nature.

Feng Su: Ahhh, Miss, I am willing.

Just when he was about to reach out and take the 20,000 yuan.

A tactless creature stood between him and Teng Yuzhu.

Cheng Menglan looked like she was defending someone: "Yuzhu, you are wrong. Do you think you are so great just because you are rich? You are not allowed to humiliate others with money. Besides, this is a TV show. You have to abide by the rules."

Director Wang: “6”

He was really convinced. The contract stated that he could not use his cell phone or the money he brought with him after tonight.

Damn, Cheng Menglan is really good at finding drama for herself.

Ahhh, what was I thinking at the beginning, I actually looked for Cheng Menglan.

It's only been a short while since the show started and they've already started a fight.

The fight he wanted was a fight in a sweet romantic atmosphere, not like this.

Director Wang, feeling exhausted, glanced at the live broadcast pages of Qi Heqing, Xu Yanche, Qi Ya, and Wo Chunzhu.

Very satisfied.

Look at these two couples, they are the ones who truly come to participate in the dating variety show.

Look at this romantic atmosphere.

Feng Su's face turned dark.

If you don’t want to make money, don’t block my way to getting rich.

He walked around Cheng Menglan and took the two stacks of money from Teng Yuzhu, feeling very happy.

"Please go upstairs, beautiful princess. Do you need help carrying your luggage up?"

Teng Yuzhu took out another wad of money from her small bag and handed it to Feng Su: "Okay, these are your hard work fees."

Feng Su took the ten thousand yuan with both hands.

Put it in your bag.

The smile on his face was very sincere: "Okay, Princess, let's go upstairs."

Feng Su: Hahaha, this is simply the God of Wealth. He really made the right decision to come to this variety show.

Cheng Menglan was very angry.

Cheng Menglan: Bitch, Feng Su is really a bitch, she just sticks to Teng Yuzhu because she sees she has money.

Although he was very angry in his heart, he looked gentle and weak on the surface.

She looked at Fei Yiming: "Brother Yiming, don't take it to heart. Yuzhu is just like that."

Fei Yiming jumped three feet away: "Then I'll go ask my idol for an autograph."

As he said this, he quickly took out the photos and markers he had prepared long ago and went upstairs to find Long Aotian.

The photos are stills released by the crew of "Immortals and Demons".

Wearing a black veil and a red robe, she looks mysterious and noble.

His white hair fell on his shoulders like silver snow.

His eyes were cold and contemptuous, as if he was full of disdain for the whole world.

So handsome that it makes people weak in the knees.

Cheng Menglan saw Fei Yiming didn't even look at her and went straight upstairs.

She could hardly maintain the expression of little white flower on her face.

What's wrong with Fei Yiming? Doesn't he know how to be more gentlemanly to her?

Didn’t you see that I took the initiative to talk to her?

She was so angry that her teeth were itching.

But the camera was on her.

She pretended to be hurt, and her expression looked very lonely: "It seems that no one likes me. It must be because we are not familiar with each other yet. It seems that I have to work hard."

After saying this, it was as if he had comforted his fragile little white flower.

I cheered myself up and went to my room to pack my things.

The performance of the strong and unyielding little white flower was perfect.

[Hug my Lanlan, it’s their fault, our Lanlan is beautiful. ]

【They just envy and hate Lanlan. 】

[Our Lanlan is so pitiful. They just deliberately bullied her together.]

[Yo~ Our Lanlan is so beautiful~ They just envy and hate Lanlan~ (sarcastic)]

[Come on, come on, tell me, is your Lanlan better in acting than Fei Yiming, Qi Ya, Teng Yuzhu, and Xu Yanche, or is she richer than Mr. He and Teng Yuzhu, or is she better at dialogue and has a better voice than Wo Chunzhu, Feng Su, and Xu Yanche? None of these, only you brainless fans treat your Lanlan like a treasure.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, if I were Feng Su, I would give Cheng Menglan a slap in the face. This is cutting off my source of income.]

[Hahaha, that's right, that's a full 30,000. Damn, that's my annual salary. I'm so jealous.]

[Only your Lanlan can imagine things. Didn't she hear Fei Yiming say that he was going to ask his idol for an autograph? What's wrong? Your Lanlan is not Chinese and can't understand Chinese? ]

The barrage started to quarrel again.

Cheng Menglan's fans are no match for other fans.

Director Wang looked at the barrage that had finally quieted down, and smiled as he opened his cup and drank his tea.

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Room on the third floor.

Xu Yanche lay on the bed, holding his chin with his hands, watching He Qing pack his things.

Take the clothes inside and hang them in the closet.

Place Xu Yanche’s computer and dubbing equipment on the table.

Xu Yanche: "Qingqing baby, do you really not need my help? I'm very capable, I'm probably doing more harm than good. No, I'm helping. I just slipped my tongue."

Xu Yanche slapped his mouth.

[It's all because I met Feng Su and Wo Chunzhu today. My words have become inappropriate and I ended up doing more harm than good.]

He Qing rubbed Xu Yanche's white fur, and said with a doting tone: "No need."

Xu Yanche's eyes lit up.

He was just waiting for these words.

Kissed He Qing.

I took the shower gel and shampoo and went to take a shower: "Then Qingqing baby, I'm going to take a shower."

He Qing, who was kissed, had her ears slightly red: "Yeah."

Xu Yanche had just entered the bathroom to take a shower.

There was a knock on the door.

He Qing put down the clothes in his hands and went to open the door.

Looking at Fei Yiming standing outside the door, he said in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

Fei Yiming is 188cm tall. As a sports student, he has a very good body.

Have strong muscles.

It's okay if you take it alone, it's still very impressive.

But compared with He Qing, he seems a little weak.

Fei Yiming: "I'm looking for Mr. Long Aotian. Is he here? I want him to sign for me."

Fei Yiming said as he showed the photo and marker to He Qing.

Then he thought of He Qing's hostility towards him just now on the first floor.

He added: "I am his fan and I really like his dubbing."

Fei Yiming: I'm sweating profusely. How come Long Aotian chose to marry someone with such a strong aura? And it seems that she is very possessive too. It turns out that what they say in the novels about domineering CEOs is right.

Originally, he thought that according to the development, He Qing should have taken the photo and asked Xu Yanche to sign it for him.

But things developed somewhat unexpectedly.

He Qing took the photo and the marker and signed the three words "Xu Yanche" on the photo.

He Qing handed the signed photo to Fei Yiming: "He is taking a shower now, so it is inconvenient. It will be the same if I sign for you."

Fei Yiming didn't react until He Qing closed the door.

"Can this still happen?"

【Hahaha, Fei Yiming is so stupid.】

[Everyone knows Mr. He’s little trick. ]