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Li Xinxin was startled when she opened her eyes.
Oh, my God, where is this?
The shooting scene of costume drama? This bed, this house, and this nagging woman?
"Yan Yanjie, you finally woke up ... Oh, that's terrible ..."
Li Xinxin sat up, rubbed his head and frowned. "Who are you?"
The girl who looks about 14 or 15 years old looks into Deng Yuan's eyes, "Yan Yan elder sister, have you forgotten me? I am a little fairy! "
Fairy? I am still a great god!
"Hey, I really don't know you! What happened? What kind of crew are you? What is this play? I am a stylist, but I won't do it without signing a contract! "
"Yan Yanjie, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? You really don't know me? "
"I don't know." Seriously, seriously, shake your head.
"Oh my god, yan yan elder sister, how can you forget me! Do you remember who you are? "
"Slice, when I am an idiot! Am I not Li Xinxin? "
"Yes, you remember yourself, why don't you remember me? How to say forget it? " The little girl became more and more wronged and almost cried.
"Slowly, don't cry! Where is this? " She looked around.
She remembers it very well. She is surfing. This is a rare holiday opportunity. ...