MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight - Chapter 806 Miao Hua Fanwai

If I were to fall into a game, I wish I would fall when I was young.

Ji Bu, the gold medal manager who was trapped and imprisoned, woke up to be a vicious rich second generation Xin Nanyi. He was hated and feared by his girls group he played with, and his uncle deliberately slaughtered him.

Ji Bu had no choice but to go back to his old career, fight against greedy uncles and all kinds of rivals, win the trust of the girls group, lead the “girls” to the top, and hold them up as a powerful girls group with a high traffic rate and a good harvest.

Xin Nanyi just wants to work hard and be a good manager, but there is always a film emperor who is unwilling to let him go, either to press him on the bed or to deceive him.

Shocked! Popular girls group members with the manager intimate hug was photographed, the atmosphere was ambiguous like a couple.

After being chased by fans and reporters, Nan Ge the broker who sent the blade laxatives, found the strongest excuse to clarify on Weibo: “I like men.”

When the words were uttered, it caused a great disturbance, the members of the girls group are silent, the fans are exclaimed and Weibo was paralysed.

A certain film emperor smiled: It’s a coincidence that I’m a man.

Nan Ge: ……

Gentle and kindhearted manager decathlon shou vs Multi-gold shield black belly cold and cute big film emperor gong

Being ugly and fat just after crossing, then gradually lose weight and become handsome, handsome as inspirational chicken stock.

The gong has always been very handsome!!! But still acting.

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Rebirth at the turn of the century, people are in Moscow, just got off the plane, ready to study abroad…

Wang Ye originally only wanted to be rich and safe, and to live his own life in a plain and happy way.

But being pushed by the hand of fate, he involuntarily went to the road of oligarchs!

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Lin ShuYi was sentenced to death by the traitorous Emperor for a treasonous crime he didn’t commit. Before drinking the poisonous wine on the execution ground, he stared up at the snow falling from the sky and said to himself, “This is for the best, I will be a cook in my next life! I miss roast chicken…”