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Chapter 142 The wedding photo blurred by sweat

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    "I really can't stand it anymore, you can't bully people like this."

    "Here, I'll give it back to you. Isn't it just a broken pearl? Can human life be important? No writer's reality show can be missed. If Duanmu Bin really dies, I think you, the little author, are the ones who cursed you. You were the one just now.  It¡¯s not that he¡¯s dead, he¡¯s still being rescued.¡±

    The situation at the scene has become a complete mess.

    "Eh? What are you doing? Don't hit Master Liang. When she starts to move, you are really no match for her. You must know that she has learned Tai Chi. Hey, Master Liang, you sing your grandma loudly at this time."  The Peking opera I taught you is useless. It¡¯s a damn thing, you should beat you, just hit me in the face.¡±

    Gong Ningqi kept cheering Liang Jia behind, but he caused a commotion.

    "Don't hit me, I hired you?"

    "Duanmu Bin, I like you!!"

    At this moment, Xia Houyi, a modern female writer of romance, suddenly called out, her voice was so loud that everyone stopped immediately.

    "Wuliangye writer, thank you for helping me, but I don't want you innocent people to be implicated in the slightest because of me."

    Before Xia Houyi finished speaking, Duan Mubin, who played the overbearing president, became conscious, but gradually began to wake up.

    "Duanmubin is all right, all right, finally rescued, it seems that the power of love is really great."

    "Writer Xia Houyi, what I said just now was a bit heavy, and I pulled your neck a bit hard. I'm sorryWhere is the writer Xia Houyi?"

    "There it is!!"

    "Jiahouyi writer!! Don't dance, don't dance!!"

    "Don't worry, she won't die."

    The Xianxia male writer Yuan Huixing was making sarcastic remarks, but all the writers and reality show staff, including writers and actors except him, kept shouting back.

    "Yi~"

    Duanmu Bin yelled weakly, then touched his wrist, and was about to say something to Xia Houyi, but the female choreographer at the side seemed to nod and yelled understandingly.

    "Writer Xia Houyi, Duan Mubin asked you to return her watch to him, and then die."

    "No, it's not. Ask her if she still remembers"

    All the people on the island seemed to be carefully reading Duanmu Bin's lips, and for a moment, it became a guessing game.

    "I see!!"

    Yuchi Luming, an ancient romance writer, nodded vigorously, made a cylinder with her hands, and placed it next to her mouth.

    "Writer Xiahouyi, Duanmubin said, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake?"

    "Why!"

    Duanmu Bin sighed heavily, as if he felt that the people around him were all so stupid that they were pulling the trouser legs around them with their hands, but saw Xia Houyi staring at the big gold watch, as if he had discovered something.

    "Yiyi, that's a photo of me and you"

    Duan Mubin was talking, when the producer knocked down the oxygen bottle and gave his wife a look, as if he wanted Xia Houyi to die as soon as possible.

    "I can't live without you."

    Duan Mubin kept fiddling with the oxygen mask, faltering as he spoke, the producer and the two wives looked at each other, and then smiled meaningfully.

    "Binbin, are you really Binbin? How come?"

    Xia Houyi actually saw a group photo blurred by sweat on the back of the big gold watch, but she would never forget that it was a photo of her and her fianc¨¦ in a wedding dress.

    "Binbin, your real name is Duanmubin? I like you, Duanmubin" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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