"...You are kidding!" Mo Chuanhang's face changed. It's the 20th floor. If you work harder, you'll be there!!
"Hey, how do you know?" Xia Zuo's guilty expression disappeared. She took out the keychain from her pocket and shook it in front of Mo Chuanhang twice, "I still want to cheat you."
Mo Chuanhang remained silent.
Can he throw this little girl who deserves to be beaten down from here!
Xia Zuo smiled and hugged his neck again, "Okay, let's go~ I'm hungry."
He was reluctant to let this little guy go and let her suffer, so Mo Chuanhang had to accept his fate and continue to be a human coachman, but he lost the momentum he had just made, so he could only climb up step by step.
I am a little snail, crawling diligently every day...
He comforted himself in his heart.
Xia Zuo leaned his head against his back and felt relieved.
When Mo Chuanhang comes back, she no longer has to be Mo Chuanhang's agent. Moreover, her aunt's honeymoon will be over next week, so she will retire. She and him will no longer have any interaction...
…
Then in this way, there is no need to wonder whether he likes himself or not!
But why, I feel a little disappointed...
There are all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances in the house. Xia Zuo is lying on a beige leather sofa watching TV, holding a handful of melon seeds that Mo Chuanhang had just peeled.
The seductive fragrance of dishes floated faintly from the kitchen, and Mo Chuanhang's voice came from the kitchen: "What's going on with your photo album? And that MV has all been sent to the UK."
Nan Haoxiang's facial features are very three-dimensional, and it seems to have foreign bloodlines. It is not surprising that he has foreign fans.
Xia Zuo bit the melon seeds and replied: "It's not the reason why the arrogant model caused it. The photographer didn't like her. She was angry and left, and then I was driven to the shelves."
"Then how do you explain your identity in women's clothing?"
"Just say I am the cousin of the hunter Xia Zuo~"
Mo Chuanhang leaned his head from the kitchen and looked at her face seriously, and spitted: "Someone really believes it."
Are there really anyone in the world who looks exactly the same? They are all stinky and sarcastic, and only those people have low IQs, so they believe in such excuses.
"What's your expression?" Xia Zuo glanced at him, "I remember you were the idea of pretending to be a man?"
"Didn't I prevent others from rumoring to you?" Mo Chuanhang shrugged innocently, "A girl is doing well in the entertainment industry, and has handled so many popular butterfly actors under her command. The paparazzi can't do 24 hours a day.
Squat downstairs of your house and wait for the news to explode."
Xia Zuo also felt that she was magical. She pretended to be a boy for so many years, but no one noticed it... She looked down and saw that it was because her breasts were too small?
No, I don’t look bad either. Although I am not as turbulent as those female stars, I am still very charming and charming. Isn’t it impossible to tell that I am a woman?
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Thank you for the flowers you sent [down, your warmth]~!