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Volume 2 Music Festival Chapter 70 There is a reason for getting angry

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    [Second update, please recommend!  It's a bit late today, I'm moving]

    However, it was this look that made Song Mingliang even more interested. She would always show a little bit of her beauty no matter what, provoking Chen Mo's inner bottom line.  Although I know that I am playing with fire, wouldn't the prelude of setting myself on fire be more interesting?

    As the two people fought in an alternative way, time flowed slowly, and it was slowly time to go to the recording site of "A Date with Luyu".  This morning, Chen Mo had already taken care of himself half an hour ago. He was dressed in a crisp T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. With his face and age that were still a little immature, he looked like a real pure boy.

    However, he was waiting helplessly for Song Mingliang.  The girl had probably changed seven or eight sets of clothes, but she still hadn't finished taking care of her. She originally wanted to ask Chen Mo for his opinion, but Chen Mo was so troublesome that he just closed his eyes and practiced.

    When he opened his eyes again, he saw Song Mingli was posing in front of the mirror, hanging some bits and pieces on her evening dress that exposed most of her perky breasts. Chen Mo was so angry that he pulled her over and shouted at Song Mingli that resounded through the sky.  Amid the screams, Wei Dongshan, who was reading peacefully against the wall outside the door, listened in astonishment and almost split the back half of the evening dress into two halves with a single stroke of his fingertips.

    Chen Mo ignored Song Meili's sharp screams and strange eyes, put his arms around Song Meili's waist that exposed a lot of her delicate skin, threw it on her bed without any explanation, and found some young and beautiful clothes for her.  Throwing his T-shirt and jeans on his body, he said in a deep voice with a commanding tone: "What do you want to do if you wear such revealing clothes? Seducing others? Put on these quickly"

    Under Song Mingli¡¯s eyes, Chen Mo turned around to walk out of her bedroom, but stopped again at the door.  Because Chen Mo thought that his strange tone and demeanor were wrong, but he still pretended to be "for your own good" and said in a defensive tone: "<Luyu Date> is not an Oscar, so what kind of evening dress do I need?"  , be casual, youthful is the best match. By the way, you are not a charming girl, this kind of clothes is not suitable for you" After saying this, he slammed the door and ran away in embarrassment.  Got out.

    Song Mingliang was stunned for a while, then she grabbed her chest and lifted up her evening dress. She actually lifted it up into the air. If Chen Mo hadn't cut open her buttocks with her fingers, it would be impossible to say that even a fine dress would be ripped apart.  Picked it up.

    After looking at the clothes, there was a straight gap from the back to the buttocks, as if it had been neatly cut with scissors. Song Mingliang was angry and funny, but more importantly, it was a man because a woman wore it.  The sweetness and warmth you feel after being a little exposed and angry.

    Song Mingli frowned slightly and laughed and cursed in a low voice: "Stingy little bitch, you didn't want it when someone put it on you, and now you get angry even if you wear some revealing clothes, huh, who are you, Song Mingli, huh?  Do you really think he is our man"

    But in the end, she put on the simple pink T-shirt that Chen Mo threw on the bed and the jeans that best preserved her beautiful legs. Standing in front of the mirror, Song Mingli smiled and said to herself: "It seems that someone likes  This outfit of minedo you like my legshehe"

    After finally hiding her smile, Song Mingliang left her bedroom, only to find that Chen Mo was not in the living room. She walked to the window and took a look, only to see Chen Mo frowning and smoking one after another with Wei Dongshan, melancholy.  This look is exactly what young girls love so much nowadays, even Song Mingliang is no exception.

    Song Mingli's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly returned to the bedroom. She found a camera that could adjust the focus, pointed it at Chen Mo and clicked it.  Unfortunately, although Chen Mo's thoughts were a little strange now, his spiritual awareness was extremely sharp and he felt that someone was watching him, but there was no danger. He looked up casually and saw a beautiful woman standing outside the window of his house on the second floor.  Taking photos of him with a smile, who is it if it's not Song Mingliang?

    After quickly taking a few photos, Song Mingli looked at the photos on the digital camera and smiled with satisfaction and obsession.  However, when she saw that Chen Mo was still looking at him with a frown, she wrinkled her nose and snorted lightly at Chen Mo who was looking at her. She proudly turned her head and ignored him. Instead, she took out the photo she had just taken and looked at it carefully.  Looked up.  There is not much scenery in the photo, only Chen Mo's upper body and a section of the car behind him.  But now it seems that the more she watches Song Mingli, the more she likes it.

    In the photo, Chen Mo is looking up with his head raised. The expression on his face is no longer as kind and elegant as before, with an obvious mixture of heroic spirit and melancholy. It seems that there is a huge trouble in his heart, which makes him very angry.  distressed.  Coupled with the gesture of holding a cigarette in his mouth with the hand beside his mouth, a smell unique to men that is mixed with immaturity and maturity permeated the surroundings, coupled with his handsome face, making Song Mingliang's heart skip a beat.

    "If it is paired with a sad stubble, wouldn't it be the most handsome melancholic prince in the world? The little queen is growing too handsome, no, you have to hold on tight, it will be a waste if it flies away" Song Mingliang murmured to herself with affectionate eyebrows.

    Chen Mo, who was leaning on the car, vaguely heard Song Mingli's whisper, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He calmed down and said loudly: "Sister Mei, come down quickly. If you don't leave, you'll be late."

    Song Mingliang also has good eyesight. If you look at it, you can naturally see that Chen Mo is speechless, but also somewhat proud, and his face can't help but turn red.  She knew that Chen Mo had practiced Kung Fu to an extremely high level, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his ears were as smart as well, like a dog, so he was afraid that he might have heard her whisper.  But then I thought about it, this brat dared to tear her clothes to pieces. Such an obvious "unruly intention" had already fallen into her hands. Humph, could it be that you, Chen Mo, could still find the palm of her hand?

    In just half an hour along the way, Chen Mo seemed to be sitting on a nail board, moving left and right, never having a moment of leisure.  Because Song Mingliang was scanning him with her bright eyes, full of inexplicable meaning, up and down, left and right, not missing anything, Chen Mo felt very uncomfortable.

    Chen Mo also knew that he was in the wrong and didn't have the nerve to resist, so in the end, under Wei Dongshan's doubtful gaze and Song Mingliang's "vicious" gaze, he closed his eyes and fell into deep concentration, except for retaining a little spiritual consciousness to remind himself where he was.  Ignore everything else except that I have to wake up.

    It was already past eight-thirty when he arrived at the recording site, a few minutes late. Seeing Lu Yu's enthusiastic smile, Chen Mo felt a little embarrassed and said: "Sister Yu, I'm sorry, I fell asleep a little late writing something last night. I'm sorry."  !¡±

    Lu Yu hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, you are now a famous writer in China. For a big-name figure, it is only right to be a few minutes later. Haha, you are kidding, can't we increase the recording time?  Well, why are you short of time?"

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