MTL - Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine-Chapter 892 Is the twisted melon sweet?

   Lu Shang looked back, as if he was looking for something.

   Big wood...

   Herbivores…

  Girlfriend, who are you talking about?

  If it is said that Big Wood is his girlfriend talking about himself, Lu Shang can barely accept it.

   Herbivore... Lu Shang can say with certainty that he is not a herbivore, he is a carnivore!

  After establishing a relationship with Nan Miaomiao, Lu Shang tripled his weekly fitness time, but even so... it wasn't enough to consume all his energy!

  Once the gates are opened, some things are like a flood bursting its embankment, with turbulent waves and violent waves, and it is out of control. He has a certain understanding of himself, and he is afraid of scaring his girlfriend.

   But this side endured hard, but they didn't know Nan Miaomiao's side, so they were all anxious!

  After Lu Shang knew that she liked muscular men, he practiced a very beautiful body line. It is very charming hidden under the gentle appearance. Nan Miaomiao is satisfied, but... there is no need for a fart!

  In fact, since two days ago, Nan Miaomiao has also changed the name of the WeChat note to Lu Shang to herbivore!

   Instead of thinking about that bad boyfriend, Nan Miaomiao was in a beautiful mood again when she looked back at her beautiful roommate walking over from a distance.

   "My cub!"

  The two met in front of Jin Fengze and Long Dahai. Nan Miaomiao leaned over and looked at Su Ji from top to bottom.

  Su Ji is answering WeChat in her hand, and her long manicure will not affect her typing speed. This special function has always been an unsolved mystery of human beings in the eyes of straight men.

   What's even more amazing is that Su Ji, a little demon concubine who came from thousands of years ago, can master this skill immediately without adapting at all!

  She laughed and told Nan Miaomiao to stop making trouble, "It's impossible to break the wan straight, but it's almost the same to break the wan straight."

  I swear to God, what she said was just random nonsense, and she didn't substitute any real objects.

  But Nan Miaomiao's expression suddenly became meaningful.

  Su Ji was replying to his fiancé's WeChat.

  At this moment, the number of netizens waiting in the live broadcast room is astonishing. Fans are cheering for themselves. Various special effects of gifts ebb and flow on the big screen, and fireworks explode into the sky one after another. It is as lively as the New Year.

   Fans are looking forward to the upcoming red carpet session, and Pei Huai, who has already projected the screen of the live broadcast room to the big wall of the office, is one of them.

  He is Su Ji's most veritable husband fan.

   In a sense, he has succeeded in chasing stars.

  The pop-up screen is full—[When did it start? 】

  【I'm really looking forward to Miss Xi's look today! 】

  【Miss Nan Qingqing! When did you come out and panic me to death! 】

  【My husband will come today too? I really want to soul wear the cub in my husband's stomach! 】

  【I was so anxious, so anxious, so anxious! 】

   Seeing a certain president as irritable.

   But he is not an ordinary fan, he is a family member.

  If you want to know when it will start, you can know in advance through private channels.

   Then, Su Ji received a WeChat message from her fiancé.

   After connecting with Steamed Cooking, a certain CEO directly blocked the pop-up screen in the live broadcast room.

   Inexplicable sense of superiority.

   And Nan Miaomiao caught sight of President Pei who was chatting with her roommate, and that meaningful expression became even more mysterious.

   It’s almost the same to straighten Wan’s...

  wan's straight...

  wan's...

  As a gossip girl, Nan Miaomiao had heard some rumors about a certain Pei surnamed Gao Lingzhihua before.

  em…

   Almost a stone hammer...

   "Jiji, Miaomiao," Long Dahai smiled, and suggested that the two of them walk the red carpet together and be the first to appear.

  Nan Miaomiao was very willing.

  Su Ji also said, "No problem."

  She temporarily put away her phone.

  Then Long Dahai then asked the two beauties in front of him, "Have you figured out how to appear?"

   "How to play?" Nan Miaomiao blinked.

  Su Ji, "Would you like to walk out on two legs? Otherwise, how else can you make an appearance?"

  Long Dahai, "..."

  As the two cooks who are difficult to squeeze CP, they are still not corrupt enough ideologically...

  The emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry, Long Dahai gave them an idea, "How about you hold hands and go out?"

  Su Ji, "vomit—"

   "Sorry," she looked up at the others, "I couldn't hold back."

  Nan Miaomiao squinted at her.

  Jin Fengze's addiction to directing dramas has come, "Or Miaomiao walks to the middle position and pretends to stumble, and you help her, and the two of them rotate 360 ​​degrees under the camera, and you hold her in this position..."

   "..."

   "..."

  Even Nan Miaomiao let out a sound of disgust this time.

  The corners of Jin Fengze's eyes twitched slightly.

  I think he has made many classics over the years, historical palace dramas, costume fantasy masterpieces, and shocking war blockbusters... He has won numerous awards, and the average score of a certain film is not lower than 8.0. He has never been so disgusted by anyone.

   "That..." Jin Fengze gave a respectful 'hehe' smile, "I may not be very good at urban romance."

  Su Ji, "Director Jin, be more confident."

  Nan Miaomiao, "Remove 'possible'."

   Judging from the plot he just directed, he is just not good at it.

  That plot is not unusual for director Huang Huayu of "Billions of Stars".

   What else is "possible"?

   Blind modesty.

   But by this time, Su Ji already understood what the two directors were thinking.

   Seeing that the two aunts were not very cooperative, Jin Fengze and Long Dahai looked at each other, embarrassed to lobby.

  Twisted melons are not sweet, they all understand this truth.

  Su Ji looked at the aggrieved expressions of the two, "Leave the two directors alone, and I'll improvise when the time comes."

These words are obviously perfunctory. Both Jin Fengze and Long Dahai can hear it, but in fact, Su Ji's natural enthusiasm alone is enough for today's press conference. In fact, the request just now... is also what the two directors want to meet A little bit of themselves...

   "Okay," Jin Fengze looked at the time again, "There are still ten minutes left, get ready!"

   "Ten minutes left?" Nan Miaomiao glanced behind her, the makeup artist hurried over to touch up her makeup, and the assistant also brought water.

  I feel that there are still many things to prepare.

  Long Dahai clicked into the mobile phone live broadcast room to take a look at the current situation, and Jin Fengze checked his speech draft for the last time.

  The editor-in-chief of today's press conference is controlling the staff of all parties in the headset.

  The tense little atmosphere became 'chattering', and those who were in a bad mood had already started to shake.

  But Su Ji...

  She sent a message to her fiancé on her mobile phone.

   "There are still ten minutes left."

   There is a second reply: I have plenty of time, can I make a phone call?

  Su Ji thought about it, and felt that this was a good way to kill time.

   Raise your eyebrows, raise your hand and reply with a word: OK.

  People are coming and going around, in a hurry,

  At the entrance of the red carpet, Su Ji was talking on the phone with his fiancé calmly.

  What is a boss?

   Mount Tai is on the top, but the mentality is still stable~