The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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However, she stayed alone in the crew for a while, and she even gave herself a big man who wanted to sneak her rules.

Although this Meng guide is arrogant in front of the South Secretary, but looking at the entire entertainment circle, he can be regarded as a red one, the character walking sideways.

If Meng Xing took the initiative to look at her, but fortunately refused some, but her crying and begging for comfort, it is simply a hint of red fruit.

The unspoken rules are unspoken rules, and she is still dead and has taken evidence.

"This photo is for me." Luo Yanyan said in a haze.

"That is of course." Wu Moting saw her finally hooked up, laughing very well.

"I mean this photo is for me, only I have it, you have to delete it all." Luo Liyan emphasized the word.

"This..." Wu Moting frowned slightly and hesitated.

She had thought of using this kind of photo to first provoke the relationship between Luo Liyan and Li Qiang. If Li Qianzhen really had a fire in the future, she would take this photo and get what she wanted, or sell it to the media. Destroy her.

"I don't want to?!" Luo Liyan sneered and threw the phone back to Wu Moting.

She took it in a hurry and just wanted to get angry, but she heard the sound screaming.

"Li Qiang is right or wrong, and the dog has to look at the owner. You think you are holding this photo. If there is no agreement, which media dare to send it?"

"You are not South Brother!" Wu Moting's subconscious rebuttal.

"But the South Brother in your mouth only listens to me." The words of Luo Liyan are very proud, and the little tail is about to rise to the sky.

Although she does not want to take advantage of the relationship between the South Secretary, but occasionally foxes and tigers can still be.

"You...!" Wu Moting did not think that she would have dug a pit, and a silver tooth that was hateful was about to be broken, but there was nothing to do. "You don't want it, but you must take this. Give me the location of the play girl II."

Luo Yanyan swept her over and saw that she was really ridiculous. She simply regarded the crew as being opened by herself.

"Maybe, anyway, you played the second woman in the true colors." Her words are undisguised ridicule.

Wu Moting got the results she wanted, and she handed the phone to the Luoyan.

After the transmission was completed by Bluetooth, Luo Liyan deleted the photo from her mobile phone and turned to leave. Wu Moting grabbed her.

"When did you give me the position of the second female? This is about to start shooting!"

"You go and tell the director yourself, see if he will give you." Luoyan smoked directly across the river to tear down the bridge.

"You dare to play with me!" Wu Moting's voice could not help but rise twice.

"You dare to take me as a gun. Isn't it normal for me to play?" Luo Liyan shrugged and sneered and grinned. "You don't have to think about it. Li Qianxi is our studio." Artist, close the door, how can I rectify her, but how can I give you the position of the second female? And I played with you, how can you take me? Are you moving me?"

"You look like this, South brother knows?"

"Do you know what?" Nan Siju waited for a long time in the dressing room, and did not see the Luoyan smoke coming back. For fear of what happened to her, she found it.

The result is that Wu Moting looks at his own glass of smoke.