Vol 2 Chapter 3770: Internet addiction girl: proud Jiao Nan live next door (49)

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Luo dusted a little, and immediately shrank his head into the black jacket.
But the hand is still held by Fang Qianzhou, his hand is very warm, giving a very peace of mind on a cool night.
The food stalls in West Street are very lively. In fact, they have not yet reached the food stalls. Luo Dingchen feels that someone is following them.
I want to come too. Isn’t the ability of the paparazzi to be supernatural in this respect?
It’s just strange that Luo Dingchen knows that Fang Qianzhuang knows that he will go out at this time and will be kept up, but he will do it without hesitation.
This kind of feeling is inexplicably familiar, as if it was in the performance hall that day!
The evening wind gently licked her hair, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked at Fang Qianzhu: "You! Are you deliberate!"
Fang Qian porcelain stopped at a slight pace, and the corner of his mouth outlined a very light smile and looked at her: "Why, does the neighbor lady know?"
Sometimes, he probably likes to see her expression.
Surprised, annoyed, angry, but I don’t know why, but with inexplicable cuteness.
"I don't go." Luo Dingdi shook his head and said: "I think the director of Su Yue is justified. Although I am an ordinary citizen, my life may not be so valuable. But... but I can't send it!"
Fang Qian porcelain has a lot of popularity, her heart is translucent like a mirror.
Even if the fans spit in one person, it is estimated that they will drown her alive!
As everyone knows, before I used all my strength to turn around, Fang Qian porcelain has raised her hand and said: "The boss, come to the menu, come to a beer."
"唰-"
Only for a moment, Luo Dingchen felt the eyes of all the people brushing instantly to reach them.
It was originally late, although the West Street food stalls were very lively, but no one in the big night could go back to pay attention to passers-by.
But the moment of the opening of Fang Qian Porcelain, it is already destined to be an extraordinary night tonight.
"what--"
First, a sharp and screaming scream, then the ‘small fans’ stopovers.
I saw that they took out their mobile phones and took pictures while doing the same thing about eating melons.
"Scorpio! What luck is this for me? Then that is... is it a thousand gods?"
"I said that you are not nonsense? This kind of god, there are several people in this world!"
"I am going to go, who is the person he is holding! This is big news!"
"Mom, I am sour, only me under the lemon tree."
"No... we are all there, you are not alone."
......
In addition to eating the words of the people, Luo Ding also felt the familiar shutter sound.
This voice she must be certain and sure, must have heard of it somewhere.
Fang Qian Porcelain said this, naturally, do not need to eat nightingale, countless fans have come up, to sign, to embrace, to take a photo.
He just smiled a little and looked at Luo Ding behind him with a glimpse of the light. He responded politely: "Sorry, today is really not very convenient."
The sound fell, and a faint stream of light flashed through his deep scorpion, as if the ‘puppet’ was smashing, pulling the hand of Luo Dust, crowding out the crowd, and quickly stepping away.
Luo dusted behind her, while lowering her hat, she said indignantly: "Fang Qian porcelain, I said that there are so many delicious things in the house, you clearly want to go to many places... then you Go to the West Street food stalls! Go straight to Century Square!"
In the next second, I saw Fang Qian porcelain's lips and smiled: "I want to go, just think it seems too deliberate."