Chapter 1702: The ghost of the goddess Xiaojiao. Wife 38

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"How do I treat you? If you fall, I will help you?" Jiang Hanqi raised his eyebrows coldly, and then continued to speak before Sang Fetsu dropped the tears that were not worth much. "You don't I know that you are sleeping like you. I feel dirty? I don’t know where you came from, I think I will look at you!"

"How is it possible?! How do you know?" Sang Fu was shocked.

She didn't think that she thought it was hidden. Even things that the broker didn't know would be known by Jiang Hanxi.

Really ignorant!

She thought that those who took money to sleep her gold master would be really heartfelt? I have long used her as a showy capital to pass.

Maybe in the entertainment circle, everyone knows less, but in his own investment sideline, this kind of news will naturally reach his ears.

Jiang Hanzhen sneered in his heart, and even the explanation was too lazy to explain, directly holding the glass of the same as the little hedgehog left.

Until he walked to the secluded corner, he looked at his little girl with a little funny look.

More and more, she feels that this vinegar is full of appearance, cute and tight.

At first, he thought that the little guy was too nervous to be jealous. Now it seems that she is more mature than herself in emotional matters.

She didn't care about fans who couldn't control and didn't cause threats, but she tried to get close to her own woman, and she didn't wait for her own treatment.

Touching the bluetooth earphones that are still hanging on his ears, he shouted with a smile, "Oh, not angry, okay?"

Hey, Zhaofeng welcomes the butterfly!

Luo Yanyan’s small mouth was tooted. He didn’t look good at Jiang Han’s glance, but he saw a man with a beard and a beard walking behind them. The whole person was lying in the same place as a thunder.

"Anyone is coming behind you!" she whispered.

Jiang Hanzhen felt a little bit irritated, and he was hiding in this corner. Even a girlfriend who didn't let himself have a good look, was found.

Turning around, he looked at the man who had not recovered from the shock, took a deep breath and pressed the intolerance of his heart.

"Meng guide, hello! Sorry, it took so long to enter the group!" Jiang Hanzhen has just been somewhat intolerant, but the apology is full of sincerity.

If it weren't for my own mistakes, it wouldn't be until now that I started to shoot about the male one.

And the day of my accident, it was just the start-up ceremony. In order to prevent my fans from being sad and unable to control the emotions, these ten days have not even been promoted.

"Nothing! Nothing! John you are too polite!" Meng guides his nose and the whole person is still digesting what he just heard.

Although he is in the entertainment circle, he knows what to ask and what to ask.

However, this is never anecdote. Usually, Jiang Hanjun, who is always cold and cold like a robot, suddenly uses the tone of the twenty-four filial boyfriend to talk on the phone, so that he can't restrain himself from wanting to go to a heart of gossip.

He swallowed his throat, he endured for a long time, or finally began to tease. "Han Han just said this with whom to talk, I don't know if you fell in love!"

"Yes!" Jiang Hanzhen nodded very seriously.

“Ah?” Meng’s guide yelled, and he did not respond to what he meant.