The young lady's wife is a little crazy

Chapter 125 The Great Oolong

Chapter 125 The Great Oolong

Feng Jiujiu's ending sounded long, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and he held her hand with strength.

"When, of course."

Can she say no?

His face was livid, and his wrist was so painful from being scratched by Feng Jiujiu.

She wanted to pull her hand out, but her strength was really strong, and she failed after several attempts.

The two held hands and faced the camera, giving people the feeling that they are really sisters.

At this time, a reporter asked, "Miss Feng Jiujiu, it is rumored that you died in the explosion, what is going on?"

Feng Jiujiu looked innocent, "This is completely a rumor. Although the room I was in had an explosion, I left long before the explosion."

"Then what happened to Dao Ye and Ziyang's Weibo?"

Feng Jiujiu didn't need to answer, Ye Ying was also there and spoke for her.

"My Weibo post was just to express my recognition and liking for Xiaojiu, it has no other meaning at all."

Reporters: ...

Thinking about that Weibo post carefully, it really didn't say that Feng Jiujiu was dead.

but!

Depend on!
You posted such an ambiguous Weibo right after the explosion news came out, can everyone not be crooked?

Yan Ziyang glanced at Feng Jiujiu, and said, "I and Dao Ye have the same meaning."

Everyone: "..."

You can still cheat a little more.

During the live broadcast, Ye Ying and Yan Ziyang's answers were seen on the Internet, and they were all speechless.

After a long time, it turned out to be an oolong.

Immediately, someone asked Feng Meier, "Miss Feng Meier, did you just want to express your love for Miss Feng Jiujiu when you posted on Weibo earlier?"

puff!
Feng Jiujiu almost vomited. He glanced at the reporter who asked the question, why did he think this guy did it on purpose.

Everyone knows that Feng Meier's little video and her actions just now are not simply expressing her love for her.

What can Feng Meier do?I can only bite the bullet and say yes.

If she said no, it meant that she had a bad relationship with Feng Jiujiu, and the director and actors of the film crew knew that she was not dead, but she thought she was.

At this time, the reporter who had been interviewing earlier took out his mobile phone and played the small video recorded by Feng Meier earlier.

"Miss Feng Meier, from the content of the video, what you want to express is your mourning for Miss Feng Jiujiu." The reporter paused, "Let me explain to you that mourning is for the deceased."

Feng Meier was suffocated by these words, she was just mourning the dead.

Who knows, Feng Jiujiu and Ben are not dead.

Riding a tiger is hard to get off, and her smile is awkward.

She hated the reporter who was questioning her even more. She stared at him several times, remembering his appearance, and turned around to settle accounts with him.

Everyone was waiting for Feng Meier's answer. On Weibo, Feng Jiujiu's ghost fans directly told the truth.

My Jiuye is the most handsome: It is obvious that Jiuye is dead. To be so sure, either he wants to step on Jiuye to gain a wave of fans, or the explosion in Jiuye's room has something to do with her.

No matter which one it is, it is enough to make Feng Meier cast aside by thousands of people.

Feng Mei'er's face was a little tense, but she forced a smile.

"me……"

"Ah! Feng Meier fainted!"

Feng Meier was dizzy, she couldn't answer these questions, so she could only faint.

Her agent and assistant rushed over to send her to the car.

Feng Jiujiu briefly answered the reporter's question, then pointed to Feng Meier in the car and said, "Meier is dizzy, I want to take care of her, why don't we make an appointment another day?"

Reporter, "Miss Feng Jiujiu is really kind to Feng Meier."

"That's what sisterhood is."

A fan on the Internet directly said, "Master Jiu, be careful, Feng Meier doesn't look like a good person."

(End of this chapter)

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