Chapter 736: Worthy of being the second master

Bai Olan is still wearing the knee-length skirt for the show tonight. A pair of slender and white legs were displayed in front of Shen Yu's eyes. He feels burning and his mouth is dry.
"Yu..." Bai Olan threw into his arms desperately.
"People from the Cultural Department accuse you of not doing well?"
Sure enough, there was nothing to hide from Shen Yu, his information was terrifying.
"Yeah!" Bai Oulan said aggrievedly: "This is the first time someone said this to me since I was a child, and it is still in front of others."
"Actually, what you care about is in front of Shengning, right?" Shen Yu sneered, slammed her up, and slammed her onto the sofa. "Remember? Last year was New Year's Eve, and you just cried on this sofa begging for mercy."
Bai Olan winked like silk, "Will you avenge me?"
"Of course! I will let the person who scolds you be discharged tomorrow."
"What about Shengning?" Bai Olan sat up on her knees and started to untie Shen Yu's belt.
Shen Yu Xiemei's lips curled, "It depends on your performance."

In the front auditorium, soldiers lined up and exited the hall in order. The exits were orderly, and the chiefs were the first to leave. They were much more rushed than in previous years. After leaving, instead of going home, they had a meeting together.
Haishen, Su Huaian and others left in the second batch. Only when the chiefs are finished can they be their turn. When they stood up and looked around, Xu Qigang's figure was long gone.
Meng Ping sat still, his handsome face gloomy and terrible. He is also observing and patrolling. Seeing that those people slipped ahead of time? Xu Qigang is not here, Shen Yu is not, Chen Yingjie is not, Shangguantao is not...
Meng Ping doesn't mix with the army, but he knows all the people he should know. He can conclude that Bai Olan's adulterer must be among these people.
"Meng Ping, are you going home?" Su Yun turned around and said, "I'm going to the backstage to see. Do you want to go back with me or go back first?"
"I'll stay with you!" Meng Ping stood up with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth. After speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Shaobo, "Want to go backstage together?"
"Is it really okay?" Jiang Shaobo was excited, and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "Good brothers are loyal enough, I haven't been in the backstage of an actor yet! Do you think you see anything you shouldn't see?"
Meng Ping pushed him away disgustingly, "If you see it, look twice."
"Hahaha... really worthy of being the second youngest..." Jiang Shaobo laughed loudly. He really admired Meng Ping's ability to change partners.
Su Yun was the head of the advancing regiment, and the thunder of advancing today was completely snatched by the Thirty-Ninth Division, which made her feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable as if she swallowed a fly.
Originally wanted to cool down for a while without showing up, but she couldn't help it. And the people who should be thrown out today have already been thrown, so what's the scruples?
Su Yun came to the backstage with a mighty crowd, and even people from the Cultural Department greeted her politely when they saw her.