Chapter 247: He can only act as an eunuch (2/2)
”Just pick this one,” Yan Huan said.
”Sister Yan, do you want to think about it again?” Ding Ming quickly interjected, wouldn't we go to play the legend of Wei Zifu?
”Sister Yan?” Yi Ling really wanted to fan the man's mouth. ”Are you blind? My Huanhuan is only twenty-one years old, you are all twenty-five years old, how old are you, Want to be cute with my family?”
Yi Ling didn't even save Ding Ming's face.
”You!” Ding Ming stretched out his fingers and pointed at Yiling.
”You man, who are you blind?”
And this man-in-law irritated Yiling directly, grabbed Ding Ming's collar directly, and threw him outside. Then, with a bang, the door was closed, lest his ear hear his voice , She just followed nausea.
Yan Huan suddenly bent his lips.
Very good. It seems that Yiling can no longer take the old path of his life. This thing is actually very delicate. It may be easy to change, but most of the time, it will not change.
It's like Yi Ling doesn't like Ding Ming anymore.
As for which drama Ding Ming is going to play and what he is going to do, it is his own business. If he gets out of his own way, it is best to find another agent. Anyway, such a role, the company is unlikely to give up on this. A big watermelon, and ask for a sesame.
Of course, she underestimated Ding Ming's cheeky face. Although Ding Ming was irritable in her heart, she also wished to swear a stupid finger at her nose, but in the end she left without giving up.
”I heard him scolding us,” Yan Huan would add a fire in front of Yi Ling again.
Anyway, it has been added so many times, not bad this time.
Yi Ling's body twitched slightly, and his voice was a bit bitten.
”What did he say?”
Yan Huan’s eyes fell on Yi Ling’s chest, “say your man-in-law, say you have flat chest, and say you don’t have a man.”
”Mabi, the old lady has his chest on his chest?”
Yiling jumped up and patted the table vigorously, and then remembered that this person would get along with them day and night, and she also took this disgusting man every day, she was disgusting.
”It's okay,” Yan Huan comforted her, avoiding Yiling being directly stunned.
Yi Ling clenched his teeth tightly, and his hands went up, scratching the wall. ”How can you kick that ghost away?”
Yan Huan is not worried about this, because it's almost time.
”When I get red, he might get away.”
”Then when will you be red?”