MTL - Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite-Chapter 71 moron!

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"and many more!"

Seeing that the elevator door has begun to close, Ning Xiaofei shouted, and the man rushed over, a flying pounce, and squeezed his arm into the gap between the two doors before the elevator door closed.

The elevator doors were separated again. Ning Xiaofei immediately squeezed into the elevator. When he pressed the door close button, the person raised his face and revealed the sweetest, most sincere and sincere smile to the man standing on the side of the elevator...

"Western God, you..."

This time, I finally saw each other's face.

Under the bright light in the elevator, the man's skin is as translucent as jade, and the skin, the facial features... is far more impactful than the face on the plane photo and video.

Ning Xiaofei has never been an eye-control, but in the face of such a beautiful face, it is not a bit short-circuited.

Although I have seen countless pictures of him on the computer, I really have to look at his eyes. Ning Xiaofei’s heart is still full of shocks. The original words I want to say can’t help but a little knotted, and subconsciously say the thoughts in my heart.

"Good!"

Mok's eyes glanced at her face very unfriendlyly, and the man's **** lips opened and spit out two words.

"moron!"

The magnetic full of male voice, the sound line is very sweet, but the tone is extremely contemptuous and disdainful, but also bored, as if standing in front of him is not a person, but a pile of garbage.

When the words have not been finished, they have been smashed with such two words. Ning Xiaofei’s lips are pumping, and there is a force in the heart that wants to flatten people to give birth to an outbreak.

No, she... How did she offend him, and she was savage when she came up?

Regarding his idol star, if it is not for the show, she... she has to let him know what is swearing.

Take a deep breath...

endure!

patience!

Ning Xiaofei, you can!

......

Ning Xiaofei used herself to hypnotize herself, suppressing her anger and re-emphasizing her smile.

"Mr. Xicheng." Ning Xiaofei smiled and scraped together. "I am your loyal fan. I have all your albums. I will go to see you in your concert. My room is full of your posters... ...your song, what "ray", and "Platonic"... I can recite the lyrics..."

Thousands of wear and wear, only the fart is not worn.

Which star does not admire vanity, first give him a fascinating soup, and she will start again.

Ning Xiaofei said that the mouth should be whipped, but the man did not react at all. He just looked down at the tablet in his hand and seemed to shake his head with dissatisfaction, then raised a finger to the screen. ......

Oh, it’s a big deal!

Ning Xiaofei bit his back and then took out a business card from his pocket.

"I know that your time is tight, let's just say something right, I am Ning Xiaofei of the "A Dialogue with God" group in A City TV. We are very admired for your achievements in music, so we want to invite you to participate. Our program, as long as you take 45 minutes, you can, as for the reward, this is a good discussion. You see, are you interested?"

She took the business card in both hands and sent it to the other side in a respectful manner. The shadow of the business card was cast down and there was a shadow on the tablet.

Xicheng eyebrows jumped, the original point to the screen of the finger, lifted up, **** and a folder to tear away the business card in her hand.

Finally reacted?

Ning Xiaofei’s heart just wanted to relax, and she saw the other hand’s hand swell, and her white light flashed. Her business card flew up and fell on her left shoulder.