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In the past few days, Tang Poetry has been a lot more chic, and she has been charged with murder. Many big names who rejected her because of previous convictions have come to her to cooperate.

However, Tang Shi has a temper. You looked down on me at the beginning, and now I don’t need you to post it upside down, so I rejected them all and agreed to Eugene alone.

This person was the mentor who developed her in the first place and sincerely invited her in spite of her complicated identity.

This afternoon, Tang Shizheng and Eugene were sitting in the cafe to discuss, because the relationship became more familiar, the two people also relaxed a lot, especially Tang Shi, accompanied by Asuka, there was no tension, and occasionally made a joke.

Later, Eugene talked about asking Tang Shi to take a few more cover or inside pages that didn't show his face. Tang Shi responded with one bite. Then the two began to arrange their schedules. After the conversation, they went to the opposite IFC building for dessert. Asuka changed her way by telling her jokes to make her happy.

Everyone knows that because of recent events, Tang Shi's mood will be affected more or less, but now that she looks so cheerful, I feel more relieved, and hope that she will not be subjected to online violence.

When crossing the road, Tang Shi was anxious, and when she was walking on the sidewalk, she almost hit the car. Asuka took her into her arms in time, and the cold male fragrance passed into Tang Shi’s nose, and the smell was very comfortable.

Asuka is not only masculine, but even the perfumes on her body, including clothes, are all male models of choice.

"If you like to give me a hug, I don't mind." Asuka squinted and smiled, and she looked particularly handsome with her little tiger teeth. It's delicious!"

Tang Shi's attention was quickly taken away by the dessert, and Eugene who followed him also looked at Tang Shi silently with a smile.

Subsequently, the man took out his mobile phone and selected a contact and sent a message.

Dawn looked very relaxed.

Just relax, I will have trouble walking away for a while now, and I am afraid that she will be under pressure due to recent events. You can accompany my baby for me. She likes to eat bullfrogs. You can eat roasted bullfrogs during supper.

Are you not so caring about men? Dear brother.

none of your business! Tang Shi is my only little baby, who dares to let my baby shed a tear, I will fight him desperately!

With a playful smile at the corner of Eugene's mouth, he followed the steps of Tang Shi and Asuka. The handsome men and beautiful women were extremely eye-catching, and some passers-by soon discovered that it was Tang Shi that had fallen into the middle of public opinion recently, and they picked up their phones to take pictures.

When the photo was posted on the Internet and was seen by Bo Ye, what he saw was Tang Shi smiling while being held in his arms by a custard boy. The two even fed each other cakes. The man had an eloquent face and laughed. There were still two tiger teeth at that time. The body looks thin and weak, as weak as Tang poetry.

Next to him was a blond and blue-eyed mixed-race man, Bo Ye recognized at a glance, his old buddy Eugene.

Lin Ci felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly, so he glanced carefully at the photos Bo Ye had brought up, and swallowed, "Maybe there is something wrong with it."

Bo Ye turned off the screen of the phone, and then turned it off. The phone was left aside.

The man squeezed his eyebrows, "Who is that man?"

Lin Ci felt that his head was not safe at any time. "I don't know."

"This man is obviously not related to Tang poetry. It must not come out of thin air. I’ve known Tang Shi for a while! What do our people do and haven’t found him before?!”

Sure enough, the Tyrannosaurus rex became angry, and Lin shrank his neck, “ Let’s check it out,”

Bo Ye didn’t say a word.

"Shao Bo, don't think too much. Miss Tang is not the kind of messy person. Maybe this man is gay?"

Lin Ci came up with any crooked ideas in order to make his boss happy. He was so excited that he was careful to safeguard his dignity, and he almost picked up the ashtray at hand and smashed it at him, "Hurry up and check it! I want you to comfort you? The more you fucking comfort, the more pitiful Lao Tzu feels!"

Yes, let's not talk about it, it's hard to wait.

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However, An Mi has not been peaceful recently.

She is in a very tense atmosphere at Bo's house now. After hearing about the incident, the old lady Bo fainted and was admitted to the hospital on the spot. Only in the past few days has she improved and moved out of the hospital, but she still invited a lot The doctor came over for a private examination. The whole process was peacefully sitting on the side of the wheelchair, cowering and not daring to speak.

Jiang Ling glanced at the various physical indicators of the old lady Bo, "It's better than before, grandma, you are older, don't toss your body."

"Xiao Ling, grandma still believes in you."

Jiang Ling Because she has a good relationship with Bo Ye, as Bo Ye called her grandma, Mrs. Bo saw Jiang Ling coming over and grabbed his hand, "You must talk to our Ye'er, look at him and he is all What's wrong! Why are you being scolded so badly?"

Jiang Ling's eyes darkened, "Grandma, Bo Ye, he will definitely deal with it by himself, so don't worry."

Bo The old lady is getting older and feels that what she believes is right, and what others do is wrong.

But with regard to Tang poetry, Bo Ye was indeed at fault. Even if someone poked his spine and scolded him, that was what he should bear, but Bo Ye's grandmother obviously didn't think so.

The thinking of the older generation is a bit too corrupt.

Watching Jiang Ling leave, An Mi asked her to chase her in a wheelchair, and asked, "How is my grandma's situation?"

Jiang Ling turned his head and sneered at An Mi, "The tone is so familiar, who do you talk to?" An

Mi His face became stiff, and he immediately put on another expression, "Doctor Jiang, do you hate me?"

"Enough, stop." Jiang Ling made a stop gesture, "Don't follow me. Don’t eat yours. If you want to act, ok, go and play with Bo Ye and Mrs. Bo. You ask me if I hate you, yes, I really don’t like you."

Jiang Ling approached An Mi, deliberately lowered her back, looked at her rapidly changing expression, smiled meaningfully to her, "An Mi, it's not five or six years ago anymore. Nothing will revolve around you anymore. "