Chapter 667

"Qin Yu, my first time is all yours. You can't just pull up your pants and not recognize anyone."

The Fairy Sister also muttered to herself.

Qin Yu also felt that this question was a bit tricky. These damn reporters are really bastards.

With a turn of his eyes, Qin Yu suddenly thought of a good answer.

But he didn't expect the questioning reporter to quickly say.

"Qin Dao, no card bugs allowed. Choosing together is boring."

"..."

The reporters also reacted.

That's right, Qin Yu is very good at playing this stuff.

"Yes, Qin Dao, no together."

"Exactly, bigamy is illegal in China."

"..."

Qin Yu was a bit stiff. Damn, are these reporters so powerful now?

They even predicted my prediction.

The reporters looked at Qin Yu's face and smiled, secretly thinking.

Qin Dao, we are no longer the us we used to be.

Also thank you for letting our business ability go up a level.

If you don't say one, two, three today, hehe, don't think about leaving.

Hurry up and say it.

Liu Yifei and Fatty, who were standing on both sides of Qin Yu, were even more nervous.

Are we really going to choose this time?

Why does it feel so nervous?

The two women also felt very damn.

Why does it feel like we are getting married?

Qin Yu smiled. A group of reporters playing with me, thinking I have no way?

"Must choose one?"

"Yes, Qin Dao."

"Qin Dao, you wouldn't dare, would you?"

"..."

"Childish provocation, then choose."

The reporters didn't care if it was childish or not, and quickly put the microphone in front of Qin Yu.

"If I had to choose a girlfriend, I would choose Miss Liu Yifei. I believe she is the white moonlight in many people's hearts. Of course, she is also in mine."

"Little Dragon Maiden amazed many people."

"..."

"But if I were to get married, I would choose Fatty, because she is more real."

"It's like the white moonlight in the sky and the cinnabar mole on the hand. No matter how you choose, it's a regret!"

Hearing this answer, the reporters were stunned.

What the hell, can you play like this? White moonlight, cinnabar mole.

Qin Yu, you bastard.

Can you use the ink in your stomach for serious business?

It's all used to play mind games with us reporters.

Damn.

Liu Yifei and Fatty didn't know how they felt either.

It seems this is also fine.

"Qin Dao, do you mean your final choice is Fatty?"

The reporter wouldn't give up.

"Who said that?" Qin Yu lightly glanced at the reporter. Little guy, you're still playing with me.

"Can't I be a non-marriageist?"

Reporter "..."

"Alright, goodbye, sand sculptures."

After speaking, Qin Yu turned around, and Liu Yifei and Fatty hurried to follow.

But the reporters behind were depressed to death.

Qin Yu, this guy, went too far, scolding them before leaving.

You are the sand sculpture.

Your whole family is sand sculptures.

"That, I'm new here. Is Qin Yu always like this? He scolds us reporters."

"..."

A group of reporters looked at the young man in the middle.

They curled their lips and said.

"So what if he scolds? Just get used to it."

"Exactly, it looks like Qin Yu is in a good mood today, otherwise, how could his attitude be so good?"

"..."

The reporters agreed deeply, but the new reporter was confused. So we are scolded and it's still Qin Yu in a good mood?

Aren't we reporters?

The uncrowned king, eh.

However, the old birds were too lazy to pay attention to the few rookies.

They continued to discuss this.

"Qin Yu, this guy, is playing mind games with us again."

"That's right, cultural people are really hateful. What should we do?"

"What else can we do? Write it. Just edit it. White moonlight, cinnabar mole, just put it on."

"Okay."

"I'll write this. Don't grab it."

"..."

"Get lost, I said it, you don't grab it."

"What are you saying? Didn't Qin Yu say this?"

"Bastard, you still talk back? Believe it or not, I'll break your head with the camera!"

"..."

"..."

On the other side.

Qin Yu entered the cinema under Guo Fan's resentful gaze.

Liu Yifei and Fatty hurried to follow behind.

"Qin Yu, I like your last sentence."

"Liu Yifei, is your brain sick? Who doesn't get married?"

Liu Yifei held her head high, full of disdain.

"Is this how you talk to your white moonlight?"

"..."

"White moonlight my ass. It's already been messed up like this, still white moonlight? Black moonlight is about the same."

Fatty looked disdainful. ===== CHAPTER 668 =====