Chapter 46: Do you want to hug my son?

Chapter 46 Do you want to hug my son?
"Sister, let's drink it first. Today's sun is too fierce. I will remind the director and let him start up as soon as possible! If this continues, people will stun the past!"
Tu Jiaya took over the water cup sent by her sister Tu Jiaqing and shook her head: "Nothing, I am fine. It is you, come together in the morning and come to work now, take a good rest."
Tu Jiaqing immediately shook his head. "Sister, I am not tired at all! You are now a big star, big singer, I don't care a little bit, what do people do when they are cheap? You can rest assured! I will talk about that. Director! Come soon!"
"Oh... this kid."
Tu Jiaqing, who looked at the vitality and ran away, Tu Jiaya shook his head. After she drank her mouth, she looked at the script in her hand.
It is like being completely integrated into your own world.
Even in this four weeks, it has already become unstoppable, filled with onlookers and the paparazzi who follow the reports.
Hey.
A slight shutter sound. But for musicians who are good at capturing sound sources, they can already hear clearly. Tu Jiaya frowned.
I found a woman... I should have sneaked to the side of the nanny car, sneak shots, and hang a document on my neck, probably a reporter.
"Miss! This is forbidden to approach!"
A bodyguard immediately came forward and screamed at the female reporter who sneaked a shot: "Delete what you just took, and then leave here immediately!"
The female reporter raised her nose and smiled and said: "If I am not going to leave the old lady?"
"Miss, please be polite."
"Rite... your mother!"
Why are women now so embarrassed? The bodyguard feels very depressed. As the saying goes, a good man does not fight with a woman... especially a woman with the same character as a shrew. Well, although it looks very beautiful, but the character is a bit sad.
"Miss, please be polite! Also, please leave!" The bodyguard said quietly again.
Unexpectedly, Tu Jiaya whispered softly: "Let her come over, this is my good friend, it doesn't matter."
The bodyguard stunned, but saw the woman holding the camera shook herself open and walked to the position of the nanny car door. Tu Jiaya shook her head at this time: "KingKong, it's okay here, I talk to my friend."
KingKong was helpless and had no choice but to return to the original position.
"The big star is really different. This bodyguard is also old enough." The female reporter said, and looked at Tu Jiaya’s commentary: "Oh, this figure is also good, it will not be finished?"
Tu Jiaya did not have a good air: "Miss Ren Ziling, can't you just stand it? I haven't seen it for a few years... it's still the same!"
Ren Ziling laughed and set foot on the nanny's car and looked at the environment: "How, in the past few years, you should have been very good, and you have won several awards in music. You are definitely the most red in the South. One of several female singers!"
Tu Jiaya shook his head and said: "There is nothing good or bad, people are not much."
"What's wrong?" Ren Ziling asked curiously.
Tu Jiaya said: "It's all small things, nothing. It's you, still working as a reporter? How is it? At that time, I was working outside, I heard you, sir..."
Ren Ziling stretched out and said: "I don't want to do anything now. I just want to work hard, and then raise my son well."
"Son!" Tujia Ya's eyes lit up, and quickly grabbed Ren Ziling's hand: "What did we say when we were reading? Good sisters for a lifetime? You didn't tell me if you had a child! Tell me soon! I, what does my nephew look like? Cute? You are so real, there is no son to see the sun!"
Ren Ziling suddenly turned his eyes and said: "Niu, do you really want to see your ‘big’ scorpion?

"Is this not nonsense?"
"But can you go this way?" Ren Ziling squinted: "If you can't walk, I might let you see it right away! To be honest, my son, old and handsome!"
Tu Jiaya hesitated for a while. "If it is for a while, there should be no problem. The filming has not officially begun."
"That line, I will let him come over... let you hug!"
"What? Purple..."
But seeing Zi Ling suddenly jumped out of the nanny car, went straight to the side and called. Tu Jiaya stunned, thinking that this good sister should not be working with children?
......
"Hey! Son!"
"..."
"Hey? Luo Qiu?"
"Is there something?"
"where are you now?"
Luo Qiu, who was still looking for information on the Gospel of Judas on the stool, thought about it after hearing this question.
Normally, he should be at school now - he is indeed at school.
Of course, if you answer your own question at home or no longer at school, you will be appointed to be stunned by the mother-in-law.
"school."
"That's just right, I am just there! You come here, I am here... here!"
"Don't go."
"Wait, don't you wonder why I am at your school?"
"Not curious..."
The newspaper that Ren Ziling is in is actually publishing the gossip news. Why did she come here, just listening to the two girls who have mentioned the big star, Luo Qiu has already thought of a rough.
"Good! Then I am coming! Where are you?"
"Wait... I am coming."
......
......
Strictly speaking, Black Soul 9 should also be considered an old ghost. As for the Taiyinzi... Naturally, it’s five hundred years old ghost.
So what can two old ghosts do in the university library where almost all young people are?
Luo boss said that he would like to give Taiyinzi a cramming education. The only thing that can be done naturally is reading.
"What!! The wicked scorpion actually dared to hit my big mountain?!!"
"This is called Wu Sangui's work!"
"The Qing Dynasty is well!!"
"These Fanbang barbarians, dare to invade my land in China! Kill and kill!"
Looking at a simple history of ancient and modern history. When the Taiyinzi is working, the readers are moving and dancing, blowing their beards and blinking their eyes. If he is not a black soul messenger, no soul, no ghosts, no one can see it, I am afraid that I have been driven out with a broom.
Black Soul 9 learned some modern and common words during this time. He felt that one of them could be used to describe the situation of the Taiyinzi.
Mom's mental retardation...
Black Soul 9 shook his head. If it was not the order of the club owner, he did not think about teaching the novice black soul.
He just sat quietly and looked at the young man in the library silently.
Perhaps you can find the right gold master here.
Desire is hidden in the heart, but as long as you carefully observe it, you will usually find something.
When people are alone, they are the most indulgent. When they feel that there is no one to pay attention to, they will reveal their nature. The Black Soul Messenger can switch back and forth between appearance and hiding, and it is easy to observe the unknown side of human beings.
The Black Soul 9 frowned at this moment, and there was a young woman coming, seemingly looking for an empty seat.
His time as a black soul messenger is not short, and his ability is naturally not too feminine. This newcomer is comparable – this woman has a very pure soul and can provide high-quality trading gold.
Just as Black Soul 9 planned to observe this woman well, some pictures suddenly flashed through his consciousness.
With a paper umbrella, someone staring in the drizzle seems to be calling.
The picture is awkward, but there is a feeling of sorrow and sorrow in the thought of the Black Soul 9.
Black Soul 9 wants to work hard to see what the figure in the pus can look like, until the woman who intends to act as the lord of the gold seduce passes by the Black Soul 9.
The appearance of a woman overlaps with the vague figure in that consciousness.
Black Soul No. 9 lost its whisper: "Lan Fang..."
He called out a stranger, but familiar name, and looked at the woman who seemed to be wondering what was stopped and stopped.
......
Zhang Yurui hesitated.
It seems that I heard someone calling out the name of 'Lan Fang'... This is the name of her grandmother.
But in front of me, it’s just an empty table, no one.
"Strange... Is it empty before?"
She shook her head, and since there was space, she sat down.
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PS1: Thanks again to ‘萌萌哒丶舒舒’, ‘waves of blacks’.
PS2: Yes! Kill the goalkeeper and become the goalkeeper (N)! Well done! Although there is no red envelope, but I have updated, this is the best gift for writers to give back to readers, balabalabala! !
PS3: In fact, PS3 can also be understood as, it is clear that this author has a heart that wants the local readers, but the death is too proud to say it.
PS4: Yes, I am the standard petal for the collection and reward of the small tail PS4.
(End of this chapter)