God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

When Qi Yu touched her, Ningmeng's mood was restrained.

At the same time, the two people in the room who started to speak seemed to have noticed the gaffe of the person who spoke last.

The first one complained that the man hesitated and said, "Brother Yan, you said that too much."

"Yeah." The second girl who had just started talking also followed up: "Ah, although I haven't touched it much, but seeing Fu Zheng's performance during this period, it seems to be okay, and the acting is online, not at all. As reported by the media..."

However, before she could finish her words, Zhang Yan was interrupted somewhat irritably: "What do you know! Now it's just that he is down and there is no air to put him on! Don't be fooled by his hypocritical appearance! There is no wind and no waves. If he is not such a person, he will not provoke a commotion! Could it be that you haven't seen the video that Wang Xundong burst out in which Fu Zheng forced him to make his unspoken rules?!"

After Zhang Yan's voice fell to the ground, with a "bang", the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The three people in the dressing room were shocked, especially Zhang Yan, who had just spoken, softened and almost fell to his knees.

The three of them all looked up and looked out the door. Ningmeng and Qi Yu were reflected in the video of the three of them.

In the dressing room, there were two men and a woman. After seeing Qi Yu and Ningmeng outside the door, they were all scared to their feet. A little face was pale and pale, and his expressions stopped, as if he wanted to explain again. Don't know how to explain.

Ningmeng ignored the two, but directly walked towards the only sitting young man.

The young man looked like no more than twenty-two and three. He was a normal person, and he should have just spoken rashly. So when Ningmeng pushed in, his face hadn't even had time to restrain the contempt and disdain before him. look.

There is no need to ask at all, Ningmeng knows that the person with the smelly mouth just now must be him.

Zhang Yan sat on a chair and watched Ningmeng, who was walking by the stride, in a panic, but on the surface he resolutely said: "You, what are you going to do? I tell you, I'll be welcome again!"

"Come on! I'll see how you are not polite!" Ning Meng's footsteps didn't stop, her round eyes staring at him, full of momentum.

Zhang Yan was directly frightened by Ningmeng.

The man and woman next to him were even more frightened by Ningmeng.

Everyone has never thought that this little girl who only follows Qi Yu as his loyal little tail on weekdays is so fierce?

Ningmeng stepped forward and walked in front of Zhang Yan in a few steps. She couldn't wait for what he said. Ningmeng raised her hand and grabbed his shoulders, directly lifting him from the stool!

The eyes of the people next to him fell out of surprise, but Ningmeng didn't notice anything strange.

She is a little girl who is less than one meter six, holding a man close to one meter eight in her hand, so she is still very relaxed?

"Fuck! You tm let me go!" Zhang Yan finally recovered, and felt ashamed for his current posture.

He was not satisfied with this posture, and Ningmeng was still unwilling to touch him.

Touching him more, Ningmeng feels nauseous and responsive.

Therefore, after Zhang Yan finished speaking, Ningmeng pulled his whole person forward, and then directly let go of his hands.

Zhang Yan fell to the ground all over, and when he fell to the ground, there was a bang, which made everyone present with a toothache.

Then, one foot stepped slowly down.

Ningmeng bent over, put one hand on her knee, looked down at him: "What a shame."