Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

Bingyan Yan and Mo Yanna looked at each other. It wasn't this sentence that Lingbi said just now. It wouldn't be that Jia Jiajia had nothing to do with it.

The two shake their hearts...

Bing Yanyan stood up first. "The coffin has never said this before. Where did you hear it?"

The female artists who came to find sorrows laughed and knew that they would deny it.

"I want to hook up and introduce the total, but also look in the mirror..."

"Looking in the mirror?"

The coffin opened the zipper of the handbag, and her actions made others puzzled. What is she doing?

She took a small mirror from her handbag and gently lifted it to her face, revealing the delicate face inside. "It's beautiful! Nothing wrong."

When I heard her, these female artists were very embarrassed. They had seen cheeky, but they had never seen such a thick one.

When Yan Yanyan and Mo Yanna heard the coffin, they snickered in the bottom of their hearts. It seems that the fighting power of the coffin is very strong!

Seeing the few people rolling their eyes, the coffin put the mirror back in the bag. "Would I go to the hook? I always have nothing to do with you? It’s better to dress up, maybe it’s better to dress up. One tenth of mine."

This said... she really is the lord of the dead, the female artist is the most taboo and beautiful comparison, especially after the makeup, the ice Yan Yan and Mo Yana smile.

The female artists were so angry that they couldn’t speak, and they were afraid that they would be even worse.

auzw.com "Xu Zongzhi." This sentence undoubtedly saved their embarrassment and looked at the door, with expectations in mind.

Bing Yanyan excitedly glared at the arm of the coffin. "It's so nervous and nervous, I hope the president is a big guy."

Mo Yanna was not as excited as she was, but she thought about it. Today, I can finally see the president.

Lingbi’s face is calm, if they let them know that they are standing next to Mrs. President, would they want to “poison” her?

Under the expectation of everyone, Xu Yizhi’s image came from an iceberg with an altitude of several kilometers. The body was full of enthusiasm and incompetence. The slender legs and long body were just the face. How can you look more and more like a previous movie? But no one dares to connect them together.

He followed Chi Jingyu behind him.

"Scorpio, is the president so young? I thought it was an old man!" Mo Yanna expressed surprise.

"It’s so handsome to be unreasonable!" Bing Yanyan is like the other female artists, looking at the president who walked into the door. "It’s a pity that this occasion will not let the phone, or leave a photo. !"

The coffin saw their performance, and there was a sense of loss in their hearts. Unfortunately, they were blind. Although they had seen the face of Xu Yizhi several times before, they were fleeting, including Xiaonuo’s baby. I saw it when I met for the first time...

Xu Yizhi stood on stage and saw the coffin not far away at a glance. The cold face was slightly warm. "I am Xu Yizhi, President of Xu Group..."

Chi Jiayang stood in the audience and saw the eye-catching Xu Yizhi and Chi Jingyu. The fist on one side could not help but the other hand squeezed the glass.

Ou Mengxue also hates and hates, Xu Yizhi's identity and status are so honorable, why he will be a man of spirit.

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Xu Yizhi walked down from the stage. Many female artists wanted to come forward to talk, but they were shocked by his cold eyes. After a slight sigh of relief, Xu Yizhi passed by them.