Chapter 1663 My Little Lover's Identity Suspended 69.11

Xun Mi was dazed when he was brought into the car before realizing it, and quickly grabbed her husband's hand.

"I don't have a cold, I'm not sick, I don't need to call a doctor."

She was afraid that when the doctor looked at them with mentally retarded eyes, it would be fun.

Zhong Lin frowned slightly, obviously he didn't believe her words, he was in a hurry to find her, she was really fine.

Nima, if you didn't plot me secretly behind my back, would I be able to sneeze?

Wronged, sad (;′⌒`)

"Then don't call the doctor, let's go to eat." Zhong Lin laughed and pinched the person who had done something wrong and was wronged.

Helpless in his heart, he thought, probably he was really eaten to death by her.

But why this happened, he didn't quite understand.

Xun Mikuang nodded, her husband's complexion finally improved, and he let out a sigh of relief.

It's good that you don't have to worry so much.

After closing the door and preparing to start, a large group of people gathered around.

The original owner loved convertible sports cars, as do all cars.

Because she thinks that when running on the road like this, the wind blowing on her face and the wide view are better and more refreshing than those without a convertible top.

This is also convenient for those reporters, who can take all kinds of photos they want without any effort.

Especially when Jin Xunmi brought out different people each time, he basically didn't escape the reporters' cameras.

So this meeting, the reporters are also quite skilled, and they are also extraordinarily enthusiastic.

Smiling so toothlessly, and being so kind, Xun Mi wondered whether these reporters were here to find news, or just to watch.

Just when she thought they were just taking a photo and moving away, someone spoke.

"Miss Jin, according to insiders, you did not hesitate to drug Zhong Lin in order to get him. Is this true?"

Xun Mi is a little depressed, she really thought too much before, how can a reporter be really kind, no, the truth has been revealed.

Taking a sneak peek at her husband who was sitting in the co-pilot, his expression unchanged, his heart pounded.

Husband, what does this mean? I'm so flustered.

He opened his mouth to explain, but was snatched away by the reporter who spoke before.

"Zhong Lin is just a new artist. Apart from being a bit handsome, he has not reached the top level. Miss Jin, why do you care so much about him?"

"There are still a lot of handsome young meat in the circle, very stylish old cadres, you must keep your eyes open."

Xun Miu closed his opened mouth, and the screen was swiped by what in his mind.

What is going on, she can't understand.

Shouldn't they just keep looking for themselves to dig up news, and then inquire about all kinds of privacy?

What the hell is this way of trying to comfort her?

"Yes, yes, Miss Jin, you must not hang yourself on this tree."

"Such a good forest, we are still waiting for you to mine it, don't disappoint the expectations of our masses."

"Yes, Miss Jin, there is really nothing good about Zhonglin, don't be fooled, there are better ones waiting for you."

The chattering voices exploded in Xun Mi's ears, making her completely stunned.

This... this... is the world fantasy, or is she delusional.

Are you sure this is the plane of the entertainment industry, and not some weird plane?

Seeking in deep doubt, the reporter mistakenly thought that he had listened to their words, and began to analyze her more excitedly.

Zhong Lin, who had been silent all this time, also sank bit by bit because of Xun Mi's silence.

The emotions that had just eased up a little bit began to ferment again in this incident.

A dark vortex floated behind the two of them, waiting to slowly envelop them.

Xun Mi shuddered, quickly regained consciousness, and reflexively went to see her husband's expression.

Seeing this, it was incredible, the action preceded the brain, and he rushed over, hugging her husband and explaining nervously.

"Zhonglin, I only like you, I only love you, and I will never leave you, really."

"If you dare to say that you don't like me, don't love me, and want to leave me, I will definitely break your legs and lock you up again."

If the exit is anxious and domineering, it doesn't matter if there are so many reporters around, they will write scribbles or something.

She has only one thought now, her husband is going to be blackened, her husband is going to be blackened.

This is not acceptable, blackening is a disease and must be cured.

Zhong Lin moved his hand, wrapped his arms around the waist of the man in his arms, and glanced at the reporters surrounding them with his deep eyes, suppressing the crazy violence in his chest.

At that moment just now, he really wanted to kill them desperately.

Dare to encourage her to leave me, not to like me, it's really courting death.

At the critical moment, his rationality suppressed his madness, and the reason was that he didn't want her to be afraid of him.

Knowing that this misbehaving kitten is not an ordinary person, she is still worried.

"A Lin, you have to believe in me, no matter when, my love for you is unique."

Looking for another very shameless confession, he took advantage of the opportunity and rubbed his husband's promising chest, silently shedding suspicious crystal liquid.

Ouch, my husband's chest muscles are so strong, I don't know how his abdominal muscles are.

Be sure to find a time to touch it.

Zhong Lin tightened his arms around the man, and the corners of his lips curled up happily.

Facing those reporters with malicious intentions, he smiled more gently, but the words he said were extremely vicious.

"You don't have to worry about the matter between me and Xun'er. You heard what Xun'er said just now. She will only love me."

"I know you guys are envious of me, but I'm sorry, my Xun'er just loves me, hey."

Sighing rather regretfully, stroking the hair of the person in his arms, the victor's posture made all the reporters watching furious.

Damn, this little bitch, a little boy, actually really captured Miss Jin's heart, how angry.

They want more and more headlines. They want to see which little fresh meat will be picked up by Miss Jin next.

The most important thing is that Miss Jin has her own heart, and they will lose their way to make money from betting in the future, which hurts so much.

It seems to see a lot of small money waving to them/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

No, give back their queen of headlines and their way of making money.

I don't know if I can kill this stinking face, the reporters who want to cry more and more think about it, and cried on the car or sitting on the ground with a wow.

That scene is a spectacular search for doubts about life.

It was the first time that a reporter met an artist and he wasn't full of malice, nor was he messing around. It was... a miracle.

If Xun Mi knew what they were thinking in their hearts, they probably wouldn’t think so o(╯□╰)o

Zhong Lin didn't have the slightest affection for this group of guys, and his voice was cold: "Get rid of everyone."

Chang Kemin, who had been standing outside waiting for the two to leave before preparing to leave, summoned a few bodyguards in the dark in a strange mood, and moved all the people away like carrying lambs.

I can't help but slander, since I met Jin Xunmi, the young master is no longer that young master.

Hey.

Is it really a hero who is sad about a beauty?

It's just that he is more inclined to be a troublesome woman o(︶︿︶)o