Sweet and Pampered Military Marriage: Spare Me, Commander!

It seems that everyone has not woke up from the intoxication.

"Thank you!" Fang Xinxin squatted in the stage.

All the spectators screamed for the thunderous applause, and the applause became more and more fierce. It seems that they have to shoot the palm.

From time to time with a burst of sound, "Good! Sing too good!"

At this time, Mang Man Snow seems to be a fake on the stage.

The male host Shen Ji went to the center of the stage, holding a wireless microphone, "I didn't expect that Fang Xinxin's song was so beautiful, affectionate. Miss Fang Xinxin, I believe everyone is very curious, you said, this song just In addition to giving the audience, it is also dedicated to a person. Who is he? "

Baichenxi is also on one of the audience seats in the General Hall at this moment.

Tonight, the shock of Fang Xinxin brings him too much!

He never thought that the fat and ugly Fang Xinxin, after losing weight, not only has a fascinating beauty, , even songs sing so good!

Almost he has a born song, I have heard the best listening song.

I thought that I used to be so evil, I have pushed her again.

Bai Chen Junya's face flashed a remorse. Almost all at night spent repented and shock.

I knew that she was so shocked, he had already accepted her!

In memory, from small to big, Fang Xinxin always gives him shameless eyes, more than ten years, he doesn't believe she is loading.

I don't believe she is ruthless to myself.

Maybe, this song just now, is he gave himself?

Bai Chen Xi and this, hook the stare at the stage, and the face of Scwe flashed.

Jiang Xing Nan, the first row of the audience, clearly knows that the people in Fang Xinxin are not ourselves, and they are lost.

Fang Shaohua, who stared at the live broadcast, listened to the montage of the host, and floating on the pale face.

No woman doesn't care about the initial time.

Xinxin is your own ...

He is with her from a small to the big pro, but although there is no blood source relationship, it is better than the feelings of brothers and sisters.

The favorite of Xinxin ... is it given to you?

Yan Lizhen, the young heart rose unlimited expectations.

The best viewing offers on the second floor of the Treasury stage, the Bugu Hao face is cold and cold, and the whole body exudes a swree-sighted breath. He is separated from Sun Jiamu to be frozen.

Bai Qinghao's light sweeping Jiang Xingnan, the first floor of the audience, and self-righteous gods did not know the ghosts in thousands of people.

There is also the tiger, and did not appear on the scene.

This song of Fang Xinxin sang is different, which is clearly the favorite to give a life.

If this man is not his Baishihao, then he let her have the funeral!

She is sitting on the seat, Shatha shaking, Bai Qinghao doesn't know what medicine to eat, a pair to kill the expression.

Seeing Fang Xinxin to answer the question of the host, she prayed in my heart:

Sisters, don't talk nonsense. Not dedicated to Bugu, you just don't talk, lest for a while.

A white dress, the Fang Xinxin, who is on the stage, has not heard Sun Jiamao's prayers. Her moisturizing bright eyes are deeply affected by the Bugu Hao in the second floor of the audience, and the face is solemn. "This song, I am going to give it ... Bai Qinghao."