starlets and paparazzi

The next day, the little star fan meeting.

With three layers of pink rabbit ears on the inside and three layers on the outside, the big paparazzi wanted to pretend to be a fan, but in the end he was 188, which was too abrupt among a group of pink girls.

A little girl came over, took out a rabbit ear and put it on his head, with a meaningful expression on her face.

The little star passed by him. Although he was elegant, he was obviously holding back his smile. He reached out and touched the rabbit's ears, and said in a low voice, "It's so cute!" He turned and left.

The girl's screams have been ringing in the paparazzi's ears since the beginning, but the phrase "very cute" blows directly into his mind like a spring breeze.

Drunken, and blushing, looking like a boy in Huaichun.

The promised killer in love, Merry, remember to take medicine.

On the third day, the little star stayed in the recording studio all day, and the paparazzi could only stare at his door.

The big paparazzi stared at the starlet in the camera. He was dressed casually at home, with a loose T-shirt and baggy sweatpants.

The big paparazzi think that the little star can wear anything, and it is better not to wear it, because beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

The little star stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window smoking a cigarette, with a graceful posture, and the paparazzi wished he could become that cigarette for him to smoke.

After smoking the cigarette, he showed a wicked smile, and the paparazzi's heart trembled. Are you smiling at me?

In the next second, the paparazzi felt that his nosebleed was coming out, and the brother in his crotch was so angry that he almost crossed the Yalu River.

The little star was leaning against the window, his T-shirt had been taken off at some point, one hand was lingering on his chest, and the other was in his sweatpants. He held his head up, opened his mouth slightly, and glanced at the big paparazzi from time to time with his eyes, saying There are many styles.

The big paparazzi squinted his eyes and stared at the camera, untied his belt and held his restless brother, hey~hey~ Just a few times, I saw the little star licking his lips, smiling mockingly, closing the curtains and Curtains, draw the curtains.

The paparazzi is depressed.

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