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He Juncheng see stars being hit was quite a while before they recovered, clutching his nose began Biao blood, loud roar, "Ye Mu Fan, you're crazy!"

Ye Mufan sullenly approached step by step, "There is more mad, try it?"

He Juncheng was horrified. "You...what do you want to do? Don't mess around! Ah...what are you doing!"

He Jun's achievement is a little white face, but Ye Mufan fights from childhood to big. He Juncheng is not his opponent at all. He was subdued by him in three or two times, and tied with a rope that he did not know where to get it.

"Ye Mufan! Let me go, you want to know the consequences!"

Ye Mufan ignored the yelling of He Juncheng, threw his cell phone out and threw it, and then licked the chicken all the way to mention him on the mountain.

Finally, Ye Mufan treated He Juncheng as a sack and threw it into the middle of a mausoleum. "He Da, Director, enjoy this night!"

He Juncheng swept his eyes around the dense graves, and the goose bumps were all up, and the voices were broken. "Hey! Let me go! Let me go! Ye Murfan! I am your mother--"

Now he finally knows why Ye Mufan wants to meet in this place, but it is already late.

Ye Mufan put his head on his head and looked at the moonlight above his head. He listened to the roar of He Juncheng and leisurely went down the mountain.

"Ye Mufan! You are a bastard!"

"Help...Help!...Is there anyone..."

"Come on personally!"

He Jun’s achievements were so screaming for a night, but in the middle of the night, there were ghosts in this grave, how could anyone be there.

......

After returning, Ye Mufan felt sleepy and naturally awake, the skin was smooth and tender, and the color came quite well to the company.

When I first arrived at the office, I heard a few colleagues talking about what was going on in the gossip.

"I am going! Really fake, is He Juncheng? He Juncheng, the styling director of Juxing Entertainment?"

"The face is quite clear, that is, he is right!"

"He is offended who is actually **** and thrown into the grave!"

......

"What are you talking about?" Ye Mufan vaguely seemed to hear He Juncheng's name, so he went over.

"Felix Director!"

"Director early!"

"We are talking about a hot post on Weibo this morning. Someone went to Longdongshan to sweep the grave early in the morning and saw a man **** and thrown in the grave. The passerby scared almost to think of a ghost, took a photo and sent it online. As a result, some netizens found that the man turned out to be He Juncheng of Juxing Media. You said that it is not unusual?"

Ye Mufan brows slightly, and does not change his face. "Well, it's pretty."

At this time, Ye Mufan’s cell phone rang, showing that Ye Hao had hit it.

Ye Mufan’s face suddenly turned into tension, and quickly went to the bathroom, then carefully picked it up, “Hey, hey...”

Ye Hao’s tone is really not very good. Just open the door and see the mountain road. “What happened to He Juncheng, what did you do?”

Finished! Sure enough, it was discovered.

Ye Mufan was guilty and stammered. "What, sister, you... don't be angry, I will not be impulsive again, no more chaos..."

"Why don't you strip off his clothes and tie them? Also, don't you think it's better to throw them at the gate of the Imperial Metropolitan Management Association headquarters?" At the end of the phone, Ye Hao was quite dissatisfied.

"Oh..." The words behind Ye Mufan were suddenly taken back.

Girl, you won...