Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

The beauty is now, so weak and wandering.

She has been in the white moon light circle for many years, and suddenly discovered that whether she is tall or short, the male protagonist especially likes to let her hang on his waist.

Is she going to be a fine waist pendant?

Thinking of this peculiar point, she couldn't help laughing.

The boys also laughed at her, teasing her, "Just kiss me so funny?"

So weak shook his head, and said seriously, "My head, I haven't washed it in three days, don't touch it, my little heart will kill you."

Zhou Can raised her eyebrows.

This guy tells the truth like a joke, but the joke is more serious than the truth. If he hadn't chatted with Tang's mother and knew that the girl had a cleanliness, she had to wash her hair the next day to keep her hair fresh, he would really believe her nonsense.

In order not to make affection with him, he did not hesitate to sabotage the image of a fairy.

Tang is so weak, you are really good.

Zhou Can easily held her small **** with one arm, leaned close to her, her voice was mean, "Sister, do you want to touch me?"

"Boom—"

The hidden door was pushed open by the fans, and they suddenly saw a couple "intimacy".

As early as the sound of footsteps sounded, Zhou Can responded, burying herself beside her weak neck, and at the same time covered her face with her big palm.

The postures of the two sides were ambiguous, and the tension was unspeakable.

The fans saw, my mother, a big car wheel ran over my face and drove it!

Her face flushed red, and she suddenly grabbed the companion who was going to visit, "I'm sorry, I'm bothering you!"

The companion wondered, "What's the matter?"

Fans are almost ashamed, "Quickly stop asking, we will disturb people's affairs!"

After the brain filled the picture, the two little girls blushed and ran away quickly.

Zhou Can is worthy of being a well-known beast in the idol class. Hearing this, he tucked his shirt aside, and threatened as weak as his thin waistline, "Come on, sister, it's time to get things done."

So weak put on a face of "I have converted to Buddhism", showing that his current heart is like still water.

Zhou Can smirked and moved out of his mantra again.

"Little friend, don't seduce me, the more calm you are, the more I want to see how crazy you are because of me."

So weak: You are afraid that you are not thinking of peach, except for her treasure pig, no one wants to make her crazy.

"Are you hungry?" Zhou Can asked her, "The birthday party has been going on for almost three hours. I don't think you have anything to eat. Why didn't you bring some? Don't you have a small schoolbag."

So weak and shocked to look at him.

"Did you see me?!"

She was dressed almost like a monk, and she was so grey and inconspicuous. Can she recognize her?

Such a weak suspicion that he has turned to ashes, he can see it.

The prince uttered an oh, and calmly teased her, "It seems to have forgotten to tell you that the head of the planning department of the National Support Club is me, so this birthday party, I, through the anger with the person in charge, as an insider. , Of course you know you are coming, otherwise how do you think you get the VIP ticket in the front row?"

A weak mood is very complicated.

This kid looks very unreliable, usually very salty, why he can always do some incredible things.

Is he over-energy?

Are idols so interested? They also mixed up with the support club.

He has the ability to mix black fans!

The crown prince held the weak hat with his palm, and said again, "Is it too realistic to say that, and it doesn’t fit your girl’s heart? Let’s just forget what I just said, um, you just treat me as a kind of soul. , I saw you in the vast crowd of people—"

So weak: "...You should be realistic, otherwise I can't help but want to hit you."

Zhou Can raised her lips and moved her face specially.

"Fan exclusive benefits, come."

The fans who rushed into the backstage ran away scattered, and Zhou Can led her, using her blind spot to get rid of the crowd, and walked around to the outside venue.

A black car parked opposite.

Mr. Fan came to pick up people.

Zhou Can pulled the car door and let her weaker in, she also proficiently stretched her long legs in, next to her.

After the little beast caused the big earthquake in the entertainment industry tonight, he asked with a conscience, "Is the brothers safe to get home?"

Mr. Fan said, "Don't worry about that, they are very thief."

Zhou Can showed what I expected.

Mr. Fan looked through the rearview mirror and looked weakly.

The black-haired ponytail was swinging around his neck, his skin was white, his cheeks were smiling, and he was full of the youthful breath of a girl.

But Mr. Fan didn't dare to underestimate her-an extraordinary person who can make the little ancestor head overwhelmed.

Before he took over the power of the agent from Fang Shuyan, the prince had already been half black and red in the circle, with mixed reputations and a lot of rumors. He does things very unusually. He doesn't play cards according to common sense. He doesn't care about money, fans, or his own reputation.

Mr. Fan received a lot of private messages. Fans accused Zhou Can of not being a positive idol, and asked him to take care of him and become warm and positive.

This type of private message makes Mr. Fan very bald.

It's still warm like spring, and the little ancestor frequently shows off, and it's not bad if he doesn't cook him well.

Frankly speaking, people with extreme personalities like Zhou Can are not suitable for the entertainment industry, they are prone to controversy and cannot contain huge public opinion attacks.

But God is extremely eccentric. He opened his mind to writing songs, singing, performing, photography, scripting, and planning. Every time Zhou Can dances on the minefield of fans, he can always use all kinds of things. The dazzling place brought back the fans' heart of climbing the wall, and firmly occupied the ACE and TOP positions of the popular men's team.

It is also because of his outstanding personal ability that in the variety show, the prince has retreated to the 18th line and became a delicious lazy salted fish.

Mr. Fan never thought that one day this salted fish was struggling to meet a girl.

What does Zhou Can look like in a relationship?

Mr. Fan couldn't imagine.

In order to better understand the artists, Mr. Fan will put on a small vest when he has nothing to do and mix with the colorful fan circles.

The seniors said that Zhou Can is a fierce horse, with a prairie in his heart, and his temperament is too wild, no one dared to ride on him, unless both lose and lose. Fans, in accordance with the standards for boyfriends, eloquently, long-formed, criticized Zhou Can for the kind of incomplete body.

The girls complained about idol's problems with their enemies, saying that he was simply a cosmic straight man with a combination of poisonous tongue, arrogance, willfulness, indifference, selfishness, impulsivity, distraction, plaything, and poor independence. He was called a walking personality defect.

To be with him, you must have a strong mental ability, otherwise you must be crying with anger all the time.

It's not that Zhou Can cried with female celebrities once or twice, and they were all on the hot search every time.

But you can imagine such a guy who suddenly grows up one day. He doesn't need to be constantly urged to do fitness exercises by himself, review his senior high school homework, and smash up his most impatient financial management fund.

And this birthday party was also planned long ago.

Zhou Can blew herself up as a big fan in front of her agent and asked him to cooperate with her arrangement.

Mr. Fan was wondering before that the little ancestor’s personality is a bit bad, but it is also a black and red top stream, the number one face in the circle, and a face has its own heat. As a result, the annual birthday party is shocking. It can't even make a splash, and it can't even compare to those second- and third-tier stars.

Take for example the coming-of-age ceremony of the fourth oldest Li Huihuang. Fans spent a huge sum of 30 million yuan and presented an extremely spectacular drone show, which occupied three days of hot searches.

The black fans mocked Zhou Can for this, thinking that his fan base was very motivated, and that it was justified and well-founded, and Mr. Fan almost believed it.

Until Zhou Can shared several of his fandom bosses in vest.

Mr. Fan's face is completely blank.

The birthday party of the previous two years was also Zhou Can’s vest. Two or three numbers were opened to build high-rise buildings. Jiaojiao said that Xiao Can’s brother didn’t like extravagance and waste. He suppressed and suppressed the funds raised, and finally voted for four. More than one million, so shabby that Mr. Fan shed tears. He also learned more than a month ago that all the money was allocated from Zhou Can's account.

However, Mr. Fan can't figure it out so far. According to the prince's style and high-profile publicity, this kind of money is not an annoyance for him at all. Why should he make such a fuss?

But he soon had no time to think about it.

—— Zhou Can announces the signal of upcoming love!

Mr. Fan couldn't believe it. He just did this when he was an adult. Isn't he afraid of getting confused?

This night, the house of many girl friends is going to collapse, Zhou Can will be chased to the end of the world!

But the boy didn't have the slightest fear. He personally talked with the company's boss, talked with the public opinion operation team, talked with the team members, talked with his agent, big and small joints, and got through layers. In the past, the prince was so handsome, because the company begged him to work. Now the feng shui takes turns, lowering his figure and arrogance, to pave the way for this undeveloped relationship.

He even said, "It's okay to step on me, try to protect her."

But Mr. Fan was a little frightened.

He saw a pattern of men and women that were not equal in the rearview mirror.

Every boy's body language reveals: I like you, I want to pay for you, and I want to be close to you.

But the girl leaned on the car window and avoided contact. Compared with the other's innocent enthusiasm, she was a little careless and lacking initiative.

Feelings are like a war. Whoever is tempted will get shot.

Mr. Fan sighed and drove the two back to the dormitory of the SR combination.

After getting out of the car, the boy quickly approached, unexpectedly pinched his earlobe.

"Actually, I want to take you back to my private apartment. I just ordered a very comfortable two-seater sofa."

Zhou Can's voice was slightly dumb.

"Forget it, my control hasn't been cultivated home yet."

So weak slapped his hand.

Zhou Can smiled and showed her the way, and up the winding small stairs, the two of them stood on the small balcony.

He reached out and dropped the door card, and said, "Welcome the little leader to review my good life."

A pile of lady slippers, autumn and winter models, pink and fluffy pig's heads were removed from the shoe cabinet.

This is simply sniping the weak girl's heart!

She can be sure-this fellow must have done a lot of homework for her! Fuck talented player!

"Just know you like it."

Zhou Can snorted, "It's worth noting that one of my masters has chosen to be a cross-eyed man."

He took her to the living room and was about to turn on the light.

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

Several salutes suddenly opened, and the colored ribbons splashed all over them.

Captain Han Xi came out with a cake cart filled with 18 candles, and everyone sang a birthday song.

"Hurry up and make a wish! Blow out the candles!"

Yelled Li Huihuang, the fourth child.

Zhou Can did it one by one, that is, the part of blowing the candles is not deliberate, and the candles can't be blown out.

"Oh, you're still a singer, and your vital capacity is too bad. Everyone, help out and blow together!"

Someone suggested.

The weaker also bends over slightly, leaning over.

A face was pressed up, and the long eyelashes glided past her cheeks.

Strange itch.

The weak suspected that this kid was deliberately unquenchable.

Today is Zhou Can’s birthday special. The brothers are also very acquainted. After eating the cake, they went back to their rooms, leaving a space for them to be alone.

"Want to visit the boys' room?"

Zhou Can supported her chin and watched her eat the whole process, but she didn't touch a few mouthfuls.

Love! bean! invite! black! pink! Participate! View! House! between!

Such a weak bite of cake choked in his mouth.

Zhou Can patted her on the back, a little funny, "As for being so excited?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Such a weak person was afraid that it would be too late to refuse, and this person regretted it again.

A person may pretend in public, but the private room is closely related to his personality, taste, and hobbies. It will leave a lot of clues, and it is also the most story-telling place.

Black fans think there is a lot to do!

"Pattern."

There was a slight lock falling sound.

His back was against the cold wooden door.

Zhou Can's fingertips were still on the metal handle, his tongue pressed against the inner wall, and his eyes dropped to examine the first visitor in his room.

To make it easier to eat the cake, she wrapped the ponytail in a circle and tied it into a young and lively ball head. The neck of the little swan was highlighted by the light of porcelain white. She took off her slippers consciously and walked like a cat.

The ankle is slender, stepping on his heart, light and breathless.

"May I look through your book?"

So weak, holding the table with one hand, he turned to ask the owner.

The boy is leaning against the door, his skin is cold and white, his long legs are bent, and the exquisite poster-like picture.

Fans once commented that when Zhou Can didn't speak or laugh, he was like a cold and lonely black crane, full of gloom, repulsion and world-weariness, unlike the usual him, and it was difficult to approach him.

She is so weak that she can tell fans that when their idols appear in this posture, they are indeed like small animals.

His gaze seemed to have undergone a qualitative change. It was no longer the sight of a boy, but changed to the perspective of a man.

The private space is flowing with unspeakable sentiment, slightly depressed, waiting for the explosion after crazy squeeze.

So weak and calm, "What's the matter, it's not convenient to watch?"

"will not."

Zhou Can blinked, "You can look at anything you want."

Now that I have said so, I feel so weak.

She first turned over his book, and once again felt the shadow of being dominated by the four giants of high school teaching assistants. When she remembered that she was working day and night among the enchanting evildoers, her chest was still a little suffocated.

There are also several notebooks, filled with small red, green and green notes. She is now a Buddha. Isn't the male lead a scumbag from start to finish? She dropped out of high school and didn't go to college, which became a public opinion hotspot at the time.

How did this guy suddenly become stronger, let her act in black powder drama.

She didn't give up and kept rummaging.

"Snapped."

Someone turned off the light.

The room was dimmed, only the window in front of the table was facing out, and the starry sky was unobstructed.

The footsteps were quick and sharp.

So weak took a step aside.

The other party accurately estimated her reaction and easily fished the person into her arms.

He wrapped her arms around her, his breath was hot and depressed, "You did it on purpose, right? You just entered my private space unsuspectingly, like a hostess, skilled and natural."

"I beg you, don't think of me as an idol, an ordinary enthusiastic boy, watching the guy he likes, little, delicate, swaggering like a butterfly in his room, you know he is thinking What?"

The room is quiet, and even a little whisper is hard to ignore.

So weak hesitating to guess, "You want to make me a specimen?"

Zhou Can laughed angrily and tightened her.

"Who do you think of me? I'm not a perverted scientist."

So weak and nodded in support.

You are a perverted idol.

After Zhou Can realized, this person turned the topic off for him again, which was the same in the background before.

His eyes darkened, and his voice was rare and serious.

"I don't want to fiddle with you, you can be a fan, but you are also a girl and you are an adult again, should I still be qualified to chase you?"

The moon was closed tonight, so Galaxy opened on the glass window.

The light and shadow that have traveled for tens of thousands of years are reflected on the corners of the boys' eyes and nose, softening the cold edges and corners, and revealing a gentleness.

"so--"

He was so weak that he thought he was talking about love words between gods and believers, but he saw the little beast raised his eyebrows.

"Sister fooling around in my quilt tonight."