Chapter 321: National Film Emperor's wife and wife in daily life 43

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His breath sighed, like the evil spirits in hell, and walked toward them step by step.
Wu Moting first had a surprise, and wanted to get together, but after seeing the expression of Nan Sijue, he slammed back two steps.
The provocative stalk that was about to blurt out was also swallowed back.
Nan Sijue grabbed the shoulder of Luo Liyan with one hand and circled her into her arms. She kissed her hairpin gently.
"She bullied you?" His voice slammed like a spring, and it sounded crisp, with a touch of pet.
Luo Liyan thought that he had just occupied him and bullied others, so he was caught in the bag so quickly, and his face showed a faint blush.
"I……"
Her lips were slightly open, just want to talk, Wu Moting's face suddenly changed, grabbed in front of her opening.
"Nan Ge, I and Xiao Luo sister..."
"Shut up, what do you count, do I have to talk to you?" The voice of Nan Sijue screamed violently, and the cold and stern eyes fell on Wu Moting's body, just like watching the ants.
"South...Southern..." Wu Moting stunned, scared his head to be buried on his chest.
Uh……
Luo Liyan's nose touched the nose, and then gently pulled down the sleeves of Nansijue. "In fact, I am bullying her."
"You don't want to say something for her. With your temper, if she doesn't take the initiative to pick things up, you won't take care of her, let alone spend time and energy to bully her." Her little hand was put on her lips and kissed her.
Then this looked at the pale-faced Wu Moting. "You can roll."
"Yes... is South Korea!"
Wu Moting just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, and the voice of Nan Sijue rang again. "I mean disappear from this group. If you don't know what you are, what to say, what to do, you don't want to think about this circle in the future." Mix again."
"Nan Ge... Nan Ge, you can't do this to me!" Wu Moting's strength was like being pumped out, and instantly hit the ground, crying and begging.
However, the South Secretary was not moved.
She looked up and glanced at them with tears, and suddenly rushed toward the glass.
"Little sister, I know it is wrong, beg you..."
Half of her words were spoken, but the South Secretary gave up the Luoyan cigarette, turned around, escaped her, and then slammed into the past.
The strength of the road, even Wu Moting whole kicked out.
The glass of smoky smoke took a cold breath. "You are so heavy, you won't have an accident?"
"You are worried about her?" South Secretary's eyebrows suddenly, and suddenly want to go to Wu Moting to make up a foot.
What is she, and worthy of worrying about her own glass smoke? !
"What do I do with her life and death?!" Luo Liyan felt that she could not understand the brain circuit of Nan Sijue, and he slammed a heavy hand on his arm. "I asked you to make such a series of troubles in the crew. Nothing?"
"So, are you worried about me?" South Sergeant asked a little bit, and was a little flattered.
I don't know why, he seems to make Luo Yanyan inexplicably somewhat sad, and he feels that there are tears to roll out.
She lowered her eyes and covered the light in her throat, and her tone became softer.
"Of course I am worried about you!"