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88 palm kiss

Fu Youzhi's face turned slightly red, the red carpet was over, and all the cameras in the live broadcast room were about to be transferred to the in-house, but the cute people in the live broadcast room were frantically watching barrage:

[Don't transfer, leave one for us! I can watch it for another ten thousand years without letting go of the CP!!!]

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to the infield now!" said in a panic, and Fu Youzhi was about to run away.

"Hey, wait, Ms. Fu," Gu Yanchen returned to his sloppy appearance, his black eyes were cunning, and his hands were clearly tied to her.

"What? I used my car? Don't you pay?"

Only then did Fu Youzhi realize that she had promised him 400 yuan!

She was wearing a pink dress, no cash, no mobile phone, only a walkie-talkie...

"I don't have one now, I'll give it to you later..."

"Ms. Fu, you are not allowed to owe migrant workers' wages!" Gu Yanchen looked at her taking off her engineering hat, her cigarette pink hair was messy, and she didn't look at her face. She was a typical example of working in the city. She looked at her face...

"Suck, suck..." The urge to swallow saliva could not be suppressed at all...

The sexy and fashionable finish is indeed based on the face...

"I'll give it to you when the event is over, or can't I give it to you when I see Mr. Wang? I have money, it won't be enough for 400 yuan..."

Fu Youzhi knew that the little cuties in the live broadcast room were still watching with relish. He was chasing him like this for 400 yuan, which was really a loss of price, so he said cringibly.

"Ha, capital..." Gu Yanchen's hand was still under Fu Youzhi's face, but his body sat back on the excavator, as if he would dig the road without paying money.

Fu Youzhi was anxious. There were still many things in the inner field. Seeing him blocking the road like a street fighter, his unreasonable appearance, he was so angry that he felt so angry.

Haha, is the Temple of Wealth easy to bully?

She looked at him, then looked at the hands that were hanging down under her face, and simply took a step forward, and her chin happened to touch his palm.

He lowered his head slightly, and his soft and plump cherry lips were in his palm. With a lightning touch, he actually gave him a kiss on his palm.

Gu Yanchen's slightly thick palm seemed to have an electric current in an instant, and the calmness in his eyes was so soft that it needed to be maintained.

Fu Youzhi took another step forward, her voice was crisp and soft.

"Brother, why is Brother Yanchen so stingy? Brother Yanchen earns so much money, isn't he just giving Zhizhihua? Why bother asking for it if he's just a small amount of money?"

[It's so sweet! Why can these two be so sweet that my aunt laughs constantly on any occasion!?]

【Gu Yanchen blushed ~】

【So I was teased by my little wife!】

[Beat the little foreigner who doesn't eat CP to death: What's going on? Did the Love Festival broadcast in advance? I see my regular reminder is one day later!]

[Whoever kills you, you don’t eat CP, what do you do regularly?]

[If you don’t play CP, why don’t you go to the live broadcast room of the in-house filming to watch the big stars?]

[Bow the little foreigner who doesn't eat CP to death: Hehe, you chase me and laugh at me for what I do! I really won't watch it anymore!]

[A little bit, right and wrong! Zhizhi also ran away, so you followed him to the live broadcast room, right?]

That's right, Fu Youzhi kissed Gu Yanchen and said a word, and he could hardly bear it.

The little tail behind her butt was raised, her eyebrows raised, and she snorted coldly and ran to the infield.

The infield was full, with stars shining, speeches, performances, awards, and one by one, and Mr. Wang reported on all the situations on the scene.

"It's just right?" Fu Youzhi asked in surprise.

"Yes," Mr. Wang said excitedly,

"Although Qin Susu delayed a few minutes on the red carpet, the final time spent on the red carpet was the same as the design arrangement! Mr. Fu, are you a god of Daluo? You used the time stop technique!"

No.

Fu Youzhi didn't.

She can't easily use such a high-level magic. What's wrong with it?
Chapter completed!
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