I knocked my husband and someone else's cp

Chapter 3 She can be single, her cp must be together!
There was silence in the corridor, and almost everyone's eyes fell on Xie Beili who spoke.

His voice was usually clear and clear with a hint of hoarseness after drinking, "Wushan Yun doesn't welcome people like you."

Zhao Yue was stunned.

she……

Banned?
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The dim light fell on Xie Beili's monstrous and handsome face. He was sitting in the posture of a big man, with his long legs crossed, and his white ankles were exposed between the black suit pants and leather shoes.

A little sexy.

The benefits of ankle control!
I really want to take a picture.

Oh, her cell phone is broken.

Why is she coming in?
Now it is popular to lure the dog in and then kill it?
"Want to be an actor?" Xie Beili asked calmly while holding a wine glass.

"I don't want to! I'm not that material! I'm here to participate in the film festival, to see you two win awards!" Wen Qiuwei smiled, and kept glancing at the computer on the table from the corner of his eye.

Xie Beili and Song Mo know two fellows who are working together!

What a match!
She announced that Mo Bei was locked, and Zhao Yue ate the key!

The screen of her phone was broken, but it was now connected to the computer. Song Moshi leaned on the sofa, fingering the photos inside.

At the end of Song Dynasty, I met Xie Beili.

Xie Beili Song Mo knew.

At the end of Song Dynasty, I met Xie Beili.

The last few hundred photos are of the two of them.

"Actually, I'm Brother Song's fan!" Wen Qiuwei took the lead in explaining without waiting for them to ask.

The matter of cp fans was killed in the cradle.

Never let the two of them know!

"Brother Song won the Best Actor tonight, it's amazing! Compare your heart!" Wen Qiuwei compared a few fingers to Song Moshi, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

She smiled, and quietly reached out to touch the phone, "You two go home early too! Good night!"

"Are you allowed to go?" Xie Beili put down his glass.

Uh?
"Anything else?" Wen Qiuwei pulled out his phone and obediently stood beside Song Moshi.

The exposed big eyeballs are watery, and the bones are turning smoothly.

She was afraid of Xie Beili.

I have been afraid since I was a child.

Although I haven't seen it a few times.

Among the three brothers of the Xie family, Xie Beili, the youngest, was the most difficult to mess with.

An eccentric batch.

The Xie family spoiled him so much!
Like a prince or grandson.

Xie Beili looked at her little movements, his eyes darkened, would he eat her?

Every time I see him, it's like seeing a ghost.

How far to run.

"When you shoot him in the future, don't shoot me." Xie Beili didn't like showing up very much.

unless necessary.

He is a director, and he doesn't rely on his appearance for a living.

At tonight's film festival, the hot search for him to win the director award was actually behind Xie Beili's appearance.

Blame her?

Obviously it was the two of you who stayed in focus all night, Meng Buke, steamed and pressed your head to let her kowtow, how could she refuse?

If you don't believe me, look at those photos, full of affection, you have me in your eyes, and you in my eyes.

Large-scale dog slaughter scene.

She ate a truckload of lemons.

Xie Beili, do you have the nerve to say that?

Do you mind?

Excuse me?
?
Song Moshi smiled handsomely and proudly, "Third brother! You are jealous! Jealous that I have a fan girl like Xiaowei! You don't!"

"I don't need it." Xie Beili sipped the wine to himself.

If Song Moshi would like her, he would have been together a long time ago.

I'm afraid...

This is an unrequited love that never ends.

Wen Qiuwei didn't know what was going on in Xie Beili's mind, she was going crazy with joy now.

The relationship between the two of them is really good.

Not married yet, waiting for her to move the Civil Affairs Bureau here?

She can be single, her cp must be together!
Get married and have children!

The two of them are bamboo horses and bamboo horses, and they are talented and good-looking!

They can't give birth!
How about writing a birth essay next time?

(End of this chapter)