Chapter 1663: My little lover identity hanging day 69.11

Looking for the confused and being taken into the car before reacting, quickly grabbed her husband's hand.
"I didn't catch a cold, I didn't get sick, I don't have to call a doctor."
She was afraid that when the doctor looked at them with a look of mental retardation, it would be fun.
Zhong Lin’s brow is lightly wrinkled. Obviously, she doesn’t quite believe her words. She is really anxious. She is really okay.
Nima, if you are not counting me in the back, I can sneeze.
Wronged, sad (; '⌒`)
"Then don't call the doctor, let's go eat." Zhong Lin was funny and pinched the person who made the mistake and made the wrong.
Helpless in the heart, he thought, he probably was really eaten by her.
But why is this? He doesn't quite understand.
Looking for a mad nod, her husband's face is finally getting better, and she is relieved.
It’s good not to be so nervous.
Closing the door, getting ready to start, a large group of people gathered around.
The original owner likes the sports car with a convertible, all the cars are.
Because she feels that when she runs on the road, the wind coming from the face, and the broad sight, are better than the non-opening, so cool.
This will make it easier for reporters to take photos of all the photos they want without any effort.
In particular, when Jin Xunyi was different every time he took it out, he basically did not escape the camera in the hands of reporters.
So this time, the reporters are also quite skilled and extra enthusiasm.
If you smile, you can’t see your eyes, and you can’t be so kind, so you have to wonder if these reporters are coming to the news, or simply to watch.
Just when she thought they were just taking a photo and letting it go, someone spoke.
"Miss Jin, according to a person familiar with the matter, said that you are willing to give him medicine in order to get the Zhonglin. Is this true?"
Looking for some depression, she really thought more before, as a reporter, how can it be really kind, this is not, the original form is exposed.
Sneak in the co-pilot, the husband who has no change in his face, playing drums in his heart.
Husband, this will be awkward, so panic.
Zhang mouth is ready to explain, but he was robbed by the reporter who had previously opened.
"Zhong Lin is just a new entertainer. Besides being handsome, he has not reached the top. Why do you want to pay attention to him?"
"There are a lot of very handsome little meats in the circle. Very old cadres, you must have your eyes polished."
Looking for the open mouth closed, the mind is brushed by what.
What is this situation, she can't understand.
Shouldn't they be looking for their own digging news and then exploring various privacys?
What kind of ghost is this bitter and painful to comfort her?
"Yeah, yes, Miss Jin, you should never hang on this tree."
"So good forest, we are still waiting for you to mine, don't let down the expectations of our masses."
"Yes, Miss Jin, Zhong Lin really has nothing to do, you should not be confused, there are still better quality waiting for you."
The sound of the screaming voice banged in the ears and made her all overwhelmed.
This...this...is the world mysterious, or she has an illusion.
Make sure this is the entertainment plane, not what a weird plane?
In the deep doubts, the reporters mistakenly thought that they had listened to their words and began to analyze her more excitedly.
The Zhong Lin, who has never spoken, is also sinking a little bit because of the silence of searching.
Only slightly eased the emotions, and in this event, began to ferment.
The dark vortex floated behind the two, waiting to slowly cover people.
Looking for a shake, quickly returning to God, the conditional reflection will go to see her husband's look.
This look, no, the action precedes the brain, directly rushed over, holding her husband's nervous explanation.
"Zhong Lin, I only like you, only love you, will not leave you, really."
"If you dare to say that you don't like me, don't love me, leave me, I will break your leg and then shut you up."
Exports are anxious and overbearing, and no matter how many journalists are there, will they write anything?
She has only one thought now, her husband is going to be blackened, and her husband is going to be black.
This can't be done, blackening is sick and cured.
Zhong Lin manually moved, the waist of the Huaizhong people, the deep eyes swept the reporters around them, pressing the crazy temper in the chest.
At that moment, he really wanted to kill them in spite of everything.
Dare to marry her to leave, do not like myself, really looking for death.
As time went by, his reason suppressed the madness, and the reason was that he did not want her to fear herself.
I know that this unscrupulous kitten is not a normal person, but I still worry.
"A Lin, you have to believe me, no matter when, my love for you is unique."
Looking for the confession again, the confession of the smuggling of the husband's chest, the silent liquid flowing down suspiciously.
Hey, my husband's chest muscles are so powerful, I don't know what the abdominal muscles look like.
Be sure to find a time and touch it.
Zhong Lin took advantage of the human hand to tighten, and the corner of the lips evoked a pleasant arc.
For those reporters who are not good, smile more tenderly, that is to say, it is particularly bad.
"I am not worried about the things I am looking for. If you just find them, you will hear them. She will only love me."
"I know that you envy me, but I am sorry, my family is to love me, hehe."
Quite a sigh of regret, caressing the hair of the person in the arms, the gesture of the winner, and the reporters who watched it were raging.
Mom, this little girl, little white face, actually really captured the heart of Miss Jin, so angry.
They also want more headlines, wow, and want to see which of the small meats are in the pocket of Miss Jin.
The most important thing is that Miss Jin’s heart belongs to them. They will bet that the channels for making money will be gone, and the heart hurts.
Seems to see a lot of money is waving with them / (ㄒoㄒ) / ~ ~
No, they also bring their own headlines to the Queen, and they also make money.
I don't know if I can kill this stinky face. The reporters who want to cry more and more, wow, squat in the car or sit on the ground and cry.
That scene, the spectacular search for doubts about life.
The first time I met a reporter, I saw that the artist was not full of greed, nor was it a slap in the face. It was a miracle.
If you want to find out what they are thinking, it is not the idea. o(╯□╰)o
Zhong Lin had no good feelings for this group of guys, and the voice brought two points to Mori: "Get people away."
Chang Kemin, who has been standing outside waiting for the two to leave, is in a strange mood and recruits a few dark bodyguards, and all the portraits are like a little sheep.
Can not help but abdomen, since the encounter with the gold, the young master is no longer the lesser.
Hey.
Sure enough, is the hero sad and beautiful?
However, he is more inclined to look like a sinister o()<))o