Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Chapter 77

Wei Kesong stared blankly at the opened door of the lounge. The butler pushed the expressionless Chu Mingzhou out with a complicated expression. Brother Zhao's complexion also changed. in the room?"

Chu Mingzhou didn't even look at Feng Tu, his dark eyes fell on Wei Kesong who took a step back while holding the phone: "I won't allow you to choose Mu Xing as your number one."

His tone was light but firm, as if he was speaking of an established fact, and Wei Kesong had no ability to resist.

Feng Tu's eyes darkened, and he was about to scold angrily, but Wei Kesong stretched out his hand to block Feng Tu's face. This young master, who had always been afraid to show off in front of Chu Mingzhou, stood motionless in front of the wheelchair, as if After staring at Chu Mingzhou for a long time, he finally sneered sarcastically.

Wei Kesong looked at Chu Mingzhou firmly: "Mu Xing, I promise you, let me choose CP for the next show, and my match will be you!"

Mu Xing repeated Wei Kesong's words almost in a trance: "You promised to be CP with me?"

The barrage completely collapsed:

【Ahhhhh together! ! ! 】

[Ah, ah, open the room! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !marry! (Heartbreaking!)]

[Ah ah kiss! ! ! ! 】

[Ah, ah, pregnant! ! ! ! 】

[The upstairs laughed me to death, already crazy, Wei Shao slowly typed a question mark?Why do you think I can get pregnant? 】

【Muke lock me up! ! ! ! 】

Mu Xing lowered his voice: "...Can I really be your first selected CP?"

Wei Kesong paused, and Mu Xing quickly continued, "It doesn't matter if you can't, can you choose me second?"

Wei Kesong interrupted Mu Xing, his heart was filled with sourness, and his voice softened uncontrollably: "What if I say the second one too?"

Mu Xing's mouth was pursed into a straight line, his voice was low but stubborn: "No."

Wei Kesong made a little joke: "Why can't the second one work?"

"Because I don't want to be the first one to be chosen by you." Mu Xing's voice was still a little aggrieved: "Can I be second?"

Wei Kesong: "You can be the first."

Mu Xing was stunned, and then he heard Wei Kesong's arrogant smile coming from the receiver: "You are the champion of Kesong, how can you still be second, you are so worthless, tell me you just want to Be first."

Mu Xing's eyes were so bright that it was shocking: "I just want to be the number one in Croissant!"

The host pinched the cameraman's arm and roared angrily, "Okay!"

Cameraman: "....Okay, it hurts."

Barrage:

【I can't sleep tonight, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm crazy! ! !First! ! ! 】

[Muke rushed to the first place for me! ! ! ! ! 】

[Muke won't be number one on the cp list, so I won't sleep tonight! ! ! ! ! 】

[The desire to produce food in my heart is burning! ! ! 】

[Sisters, both Wei Shao and Mu Shen have spoken, it's not that No.1 is not worthy of our CP grade! ! ! 】

[Punch the duck for me! !Mukov, number one in the universe! ! ! ! ! 】

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ! !I sat on a tall pile of lemons and listened to Mu Ke’s story about the love in the past]

[Muke cp, sweet and invincible, number one in the universe! ! ! ! ! 】

Wei Kesong and Mu Xing are sweet and sweet here, Chu Mingzhou doesn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he just keeps tapping the paint surface of the armrest of the wheelchair with his knuckles, and his eyes fall on the almost barrage-shrouded TV on the TV. Screen.

Mu Xing's expression above was indifferent, but he held up the phone as if it were a treasure, and said softly: "...you are also my number one, since four years ago, and since 14 years ago, you have always been."

Chu Mingzhou's constantly tapping fingers stopped suddenly, and his usual calm eyes suddenly became sharp, and he swept over like a sharp knife out of its sheath, piercing into Wei Kesong's heart: "Four years ago, you were here for this person. ran down the hill."

In Wei Kesong's impression, Chu Mingzhou was always calm and breezy, he had never seen Chu Mingzhou have such cold and sharp eyes, he didn't dare to look directly at him for a moment, turned his head slightly and said firmly: "So what, It has nothing to do with Mr. Chu, right?"

Feng Tu glanced at Wei Kesong, who was bowing his head, and then at Chu Mingzhou, who was interrogating leisurely. Brother Zhao, who was still trying to stop him, sat down imposingly and raised his eyebrows: "Why, in my place, do you still have to say something that I don't understand? It's embarrassing to you, right? !"

Chu Mingzhou didn't care about Feng Tu at all. When he looked at Feng Tu, his eyes seemed to be looking at the air. It didn't look like he was pampering the big actor in every way as rumored, but he seemed a little more serious than ordinary people.

Chu Mingzhou raised his eyes: "Feng Tu, this is a matter between Wei Kesong and me, you go down."

Feng Tu was furious and said, "No matter what you are, you dare to tell me to go down!"

Seeing that the movie star was about to go crazy after a disagreement, Brother Zhao spent a lot of effort to entangle Feng Tu: "Dad! Dad, calm down!"

Wei Kesong spoke at this time: "Feng Tu, you go first, I want to talk to Mr. Chu something."

Feng Tu sneered: "You lonely men and widows, what do you have to say in Lao Tzu's office?!"

Wei Kesong paused: "Let's settle it with Mr. Chu."

Feng Tu paused as he struggled, and finally gave Chu Mingzhou a vicious look, and dragged Brother Zhao by the collar angrily, and when he passed Wei Kesong before leaving, his voice was very low and slightly He warned: "Wei Kesong, you'd better not procrastinate for me, and finish it all at once."

After Feng Tu was quiet, he turned his head to Wei Kesong's ear and said, "Otherwise, I'll go on stage and finish it for you."

It's rare for the movie king to be so sensible, the sun is coming out from the west, Brother Zhao didn't heave a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Tu striding upstairs to the security monitoring room, and once he got there, he unreasonably occupied the space of the two security guards Position, called up the screen of his own office, and quickly adjusted Wei Kesong's face to the maximum, frowning and observing carefully.

The two security guards next to him looked at the actor who looked like a criminal: "..."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Dad, you are working too hard!Didn't you say it's okay to ignore it!

Wei Kesong and Chu Mingzhou were confronting each other in the office, Wei Kesong had already hung up Mu Xing's call, and Mu Xing on the TV was a little dazed looking at his hung up call.

Chu Mingzhou didn't look at Wei Kesong either, but focused on Mu Xing on the screen, and casually watched Mu Xing hold on to the phone he was talking with Wei Kesong, and said: "The child you like has a pair of very Nice hands."

He paused, and then said: "It just doesn't match this phone, you can change it."

His tone was too casual and natural, and he didn't know whether he was talking about changing hands for Mu Xing or changing his mobile phone.

Wei Kesong's back was covered in cold sweat. Mu Xing is an e-sports player, and his hand is half his life. He suddenly said alertly: "Chu Mingzhou, what are you doing?"

Chu Mingzhou is sitting in a wheelchair, the lights are not turned on in the office, the light on the screen is projected darkly on his superior and noble facial features, his eyelashes seem to be coated with a layer of metallic light, his eyes are calm, only his hands are clenched: "This kid has nice eyes and nice calves."

The more Wei Kesong listened, the more creepy he became: "Chu Mingzhou!"

Chu Mingzhou half closed his eyes: "I don't have any of these, he is a healthy child, no wonder you like him."

He turned his head to look at Wei Kesong, and the light on the screen fell into his eyes. His eyeballs were a very light amber color, flowing in the luster like a whole galaxy, and seemed to have been pierced through the water film When she was about to cry, her voice was so soft that there was no sound on the ground: "Kai Song, what do you want to end with me?"

Wei Kesong's throat stiffened, but he still said: "What can I do, those things that I bothered Mr. Chu, let's go in a mess."

Chu Mingzhou shook his head: "It's not the past."

Wei Kesong: "What is that?" It can't be feelings, right?There is a relationship between him and Chu Mingzhou, that is really a big joke.

Chu Mingzhou paused every word and said: "What you want to end is my life, Ke Song, my life."

Wei Kesong was suffocating for breath, Chu Mingzhou suddenly coughed violently while holding on to the armrest, with blood oozing faintly from his mouth, the housekeeper panicked instantly, and quickly knelt down: "Sir! Sir, don't get emotional! Sir, take a deep breath, don't Let the emotions fluctuate violently! Your body can't bear it!"

Mu Xing looked at the phone that was hung up without moving his eyes. The host next to him read a bit of eagerness from Mu Xing's calm eyes. The host couldn't bear to interrupt Mu Xing as if a big dog Looking at the phone as if waiting for the master's call, he signaled with his eyes that a staff member next to him stepped forward to get the phone in Mu Xing's hand.

Staff member: "..." If you can't bear it, can I bear it?

The staff saw Mu Xing sitting on the chair with no expression on his face and clutching the phone tightly, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

The staff member said cautiously: "Here, Mushen, can you return the phone to me?"

Mu Xing looked up at him, then lowered his head in a daze: "No."

staff member:".…….."

Why does this wooden god look a bit pitiful?

The staff said awkwardly: "But this is my mobile phone..."

With a cold face, Mu Xing gripped the phone more firmly: "No."

Staff member: "..." That's right, this kind of behavior pattern of elementary school students should be stupid.

The staff said helplessly: "Well, Wood God, you should let go!!!"

Mu Xing's voice was muffled: "But he might call again."

The staff was about to cry: "Why don't you go back and call yourself? I'll write you the phone number"

Mu Xing's voice was extremely low: "I'll call, but he won't answer."

Staff: "..." What's going on, this feeling of ruthlessly abandoning a clingy puppy.

The staff member looked at his kidnapped mobile phone with tears in his eyes: "...Mu Shen, but you two will meet in the program group next week, it's still cp, don't worry about this call, right?"

Mu Xing's expression was cold, but his eyes gradually brightened, and his hand holding the phone began to relax.

The staff felt that it was effective, and continued to test: "Why don't you save the phone first, send a text message when you go back, say that you want to talk about the work process, and then call? I feel that Wei Shao is someone who can answer work calls .”

Mu Xing looked at the phone in his hand for a long time, then slowly put it down, and saved it on his mobile phone very preciously, but was stuck on the line of remarks for a long time, and said to himself with a dazed look: "I can call His biscuit?"

The staff who watched Mu Xing's face blushed for no reason: "..."

What kind of nickname is Little Biscuit? Why do you blush when you save a phone note? !

You can call me whatever you like, and give me back my phone anytime.