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Chapter 9 What a Dog Man (1)

"I regret that night, I didn't say a few more words to the dog man." As he said that, Chen Enci took out his cell phone and looked at Lu Xing seriously: "Do you think I am the father that you male god will never get. What's this sentence?"

"Or, I am the father you male god will never sleep in this life."

Lu Xing was so shocked that she almost rolled off the seat. She almost used a pounce to snatch her phone from Chen Enci's fingertips, for fear that she would not be able to think about it the next second, so she would be so terrified that she would go crazy and go crazy on Weibo, "My aunt, I beg you to be honest. If you continue like this, we will both be unemployed."

Chen Enci had a cold and frosty little face, and snorted, without saying a word.

Arriving at the entrance of Feng Fashion Magazine, a staff member immediately greeted him, "Teacher Chen Enci, you invited that Teacher Chen Enci. I have something in advance and I need to say sorry to you. We only have an independent dressing room, which has been used by someone, so you may need to use a public dressing room."

As the staff continued to apologize, Chen Enci and Lu Xing followed him to the dressing room.

The public dressing room and the independent dressing room were next to each other. When passing by the independent dressing room, Lu Xing asked casually: "Didn't you say that you only took pictures of our family this afternoon? Is this a temporary addition? Who did you add? Isn't you heard that anyone in the circle will come to shoot today?"

While moving forward, the staff replied: "What we came from is not the entertainment industry, but the cover of the commercial magazine by Mr. Qin Jiqin, the founder of Galaxy Group."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Enci, who finally breathed in the car, couldn't help but squeeze out a pronunciation from his teeth: "Fuck."

As the word came out of her mouth, she happened to walk to the door of the independent dressing room.

The door to the separate dressing room also happens to be open.

Qin Jie, wearing a black suit, walked out from inside. He first called him "Fuck" and then said: "What a fuck!"

Qin Ji subconsciously stopped.

The staff who took Chen Enci to the public dressing room walked in front and saw Qin Ji at first sight and immediately panicked: "Qin, Mr. Qin"

Hearing the sound, he was about to use all his strength to curse Qin Ji's thoroughness in and out of Chen Enci. He suddenly stopped the words to his mouth and looked forward.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be in silent mode, and the quiet needles around it could be heard.

Lu Xing was the first one to come back to his senses. Her first reaction was to grab Chen Enci's hand, for fear that after she would get angry, she would smash the bag and mobile phone in her hand on Qin Ji's face, and then cause some entertainment news that was angering between people and gods.

As a result, as soon as she moved her fingertips, she found that she was worried too much.

Chen Enci was very calm, the kind of calmness she had never seen before when she knew Chen Enci in these years, or indifference.

Lu Xing was surprised for a moment and turned to look at Qin Ji not far away.

The photos posted online are far less than one thousandth of my beauty in the prosperous era, and are more indifferent than Chen Enci.

Lu Xing suddenly felt that the atmosphere was even more terrifying at this time, and it was not as she was worried just now. Chen Enci slammed the bag and mobile phone in his hand on Qin Ji's face.
Chapter completed!
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