Fan Zhaoyao: "it's just
She felt for a moment that she might not have enough intelligence.
Or maybe she should pick up her phone and call the mental hospital to let them come to Kangkang, where there are very serious patients.
Just looking at the little fairy face in front of her, fan Zhaoyang really can't pull her and mental patients on the number.
Mo Jiang shook his wrists, and the new vermilion manicure for the new play was particularly bright: "Oh, you talk to her so much nonsense, can't you prove it? Little Mencius, a show to take things from the air
Meng Chengyu:
Do you think I'm an acrobat?!
make complaints about Tucao, but in fan's eyes make complaints about Meng Chengyu's face. The only way to see the potted plant on the counter is flying directly to this side.
Meng Chengyu's hand made a closing move, and the potted plant was firmly on the table.
Fan Zhaoyao: "it's just
She opened her mouth and looked at Mo Jiang, Meng Chengyu, and finally others.
Other people have long seen no wonder, Guo Zhulian slowly swallowed the last dumpling, but also whispered: "I'm full."
Fan Zhaoyang felt that his heart had not reached the limit. He turned his eyes and fainted.
Mo Jiang: "what's wrong???????? What's the matter? The heart can still be so fragile? "
Meng Chengyu was also dumbfounded: "no, we didn't faint when we went to Qiulu at the beginning."
Qiao was a little surprised. She was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand, and fan Zhaoyao was forced to wake up.
When she saw the people in front of her eyes, she took a deep breath. She felt that she couldn't get faint. She couldn't help feeling dizzy and murmured to herself: "this Is this all true? "
Mo Jiang headache particularly troublesome things, impatiently waved: "little Mencius, explain to her, reshape the world outlook."
Meng Chengyu:
Why is everything her?!
After eating the dumplings, Meng Chengyu made psychological construction for fan Zhaoyang, who opened the door of world outlook.
In fact, both Yang Qiulu and Guo Zhulian did not like to talk much. However, in the process of Meng Chengyu's explanation, they sometimes added a word or two to fan Zhaoyang's fragile world outlook, which finally convinced fan Zhaoyao.
"I..."
Fan Zhaoyang looked at Mo Jiang with disbelief in his eyes: "at that time, sister Mojiang, you deliberately..."
"Well, there are some things we need to make clear at the beginning." Mo Jiang blew his fingernails and said casually: "I don't want you. You don't have money or color. If it wasn't for Qiao's explanation at the beginning, I wouldn't go to you. I found you as an assistant or saved you. Think about who in the market offered you 10000 yuan a month for this assistant and let you live in such a good apartment. Do you think about how you used to suffer in that hotel Angry, am I angry with you for my work? What if I approached you on purpose? You don't feel well? "
Fan Zhaoyang was accosted by her three or two words. After serious consideration, she shook her head and said, "No
Being an assistant is a very lucrative job.
I have met Jiang Mo for a long time in my life.
The salary is high every month, and there are few things to do. Another assistant, Guo Zhulian, is still an invisible little rich woman. She has to buy several copies of everything she buys.
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