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550 I Made Chang Mian Cry 8

Yangyang is already three months pregnant. She said proudly: "This third prize was specially thought of by me."

Sitting next to her was Xiao Junjun, who was wearing a small suit with a suit bow at the collar. He was extremely handsome. "It would be great if the reward for the three best students in our school could also be three times late. The teachers in our school are not as good as Mommy."

Creativity.”

"By the way, Yangyang, in the script you wrote, can Huahua be the male lead?" While Chang Mian was on the stage, she and Yangyang were sitting at the next table, and she started to get close to her in a low voice.

"Do you like being his partner?"

"He is my idol, if I can cooperate with him..." Chang Chang's eyes flashed.

There was a natural smile on Yangyang's face, "If you like him, then go for him. He looks good, but I'm just afraid that he won't be able to play the leading role. But the feeling between the male and female protagonists is the most important, and it's him.

Qin Shou, do you think it’s okay?”

Chang Shang looked at Qin Shou expectantly, and Qin Shou looked at the prince again. There was nothing wrong with him. "Yes."

Chang Shang smiled on her face, but she despised Qin Shou in her heart.

When she asked him, he said it was hard to find flowers; when Yangyang asked him, he simply agreed, and she took note of the account, hum.

Chang Mian walked off the stage, sat back down next to her, drank the wine on the table, held her in his arms and kissed the side of her face openly. "I think this party is really boring.

Can you please leave? On such a wonderful Christmas Eve, I would like to find a quiet place with no one to enjoy the snow."

"It will be your show in half an hour. After you finish the show, you can go wherever you like." Qin Shou smacked his lips and said, "Find a quiet place and have a great show, and no one will care about you."

Chang Shang's face instantly turned red, and Qin Shou's eyes were once again filled with hatred.

Chang Mian looked at the shy Chang Shang and laughed. He pinched her blushing face and poured himself a glass of wine again: "Okay, I can't escape tonight, Chang Shang, why don't you come alone later?"

"How can one go up alone?" Qin Shou deliberately misunderstood.

Lan Ya puffed out: "You guys are beasts, and there is an eight-year-old child here. Can't you be more reserved in your words?"

"Uncle and auntie, you can ignore me. I am a virgin who has been in the body of a boy for two thousand years." Xiao Junjun said without blushing and showing a paralyzed face.

"puff……"

Everyone fell down laughing.

Fu Hong coughed lightly and knocked on his son's head: "Pay attention to your image."

"Daddy, I'm telling the truth." Junjun's face was still paralyzed.

Fu Hong's sullen face finally cracked. "Then you have to pay attention to your image. Don't forget that you are only eight years old."

"Eight-year-old virgin, uncle and aunt, please continue..." Xiao Junjun stood on tiptoes, added a piece of his favorite braised pork, and said seriously.


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