Chapter 1892: Extra (5)

Damn woman, she dumped herself on the extras on the 'Participating in the Show'?

Trying to calm his undulating chest, Long Yutian pinched her chin with his backhand, forcing her small eyes that were wandering around to look directly at him.

"Feng Mengmeng, don't you know who this young master is? In this way, this young master will remind you, what is the name of the group you are in now?"

"Heavenly entertainment——" Feng Mengmeng rolled his eyes and gave him a look similar to "You idiot".

The result - after looking at the man in front of him, showing a bloodthirsty smile.

Feng Mengmeng felt a chill all over——

Tianyu, Tianyu, Yutian, Yutian—

He covered his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, bit his two fingers in his mouth, and trembled fiercely: "You——are you the big boss?"

Isn't it so weird~ The person who offended again and again turned out to be his immediate boss?

One was so excited that he almost foamed at the mouth, his feet spread out, and he fell over.

Fortunately, Long Yutian had quick eyesight and quick hands, and wrapped Feng Mengmeng's waist with one hand, bringing her whole body into his arms, thus saving her innocent little buttocks.

"Why, are you scared now? I thought you were born with a paralyzed face, but you are also a soft-legged shrimp." Long Yutian used his vicious tongue to avenge himself.

He wanted to arouse a greater reaction from the woman in front of him, the more he looked at her pissed off, the more perverted he felt.

It's a pity - if Feng Mengmeng had any reaction to him, it would be difficult in this life!

Feng Mengmeng looked Long Yutian up and down with a very suspicious and regretful look, and then asked in a low voice; "Are you really the big boss of the Tianyu Group——Long Yutian?"

Long Yutian raised his head proudly, and straightened his neckline pretending to be B: "It's a real fake!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Mengmeng sighed a few words, and shook his head puzzled: "Obviously, you can rely on your face for a living, but you rely on talent? Could it be that the poor faces in this world are going to turn over and sing as serfs?"

Just now I said that Long Yutian was just the fourth male, the first passerby, because she really didn't pay much attention to the gossip news.

But it is undeniable that the man in front of him is really handsome.

In Qian Duoduo's words, he is so handsome that the sky is falling apart, the sky is angry and the people complain, and the heavens will not tolerate it!

A fair and clean face, with clear and sharp water chestnuts; dark green eyes, like glazed stones, are dazzling, deep and cold, but exuding a trace of evil charm.

Thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips all exude nobility and elegance.

Coupled with his sacred and inviolable status and identity - this man is really the son of God!

With the capital enough to drive thousands of girls crazy—hey, if you have money, you can pretend to be a B!

Feng Mengmeng was so excited and whimsical there, but he didn't notice that the man in front of him became extremely cold because of her "baby face".

When she came back to her senses, Long Yutian's handsome face burning with small flames had unconsciously approached her lips.

There is only a coin's distance between the two people.

But this kind of ambiguous, ambiguous, but imaginative approach, but with an indescribable indifference and indifference.

The oppressive atmosphere even made people feel extremely suffocated.

"Little boy? Feng Mengmeng, can you say something again?"