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Duan Xiubo was wearing a big mask, a hat, and a thick scarf, but his long neck still came out of the scarf and reached the exit.

Mi Rui's face was terrible: "Brother Duan, can't you just stand there quietly? By that time, you can be ruined by being photographed."

Duan Xiubo touched his face and looked around, and indeed many passers-by who had been looking back at him have been attracted by his temperament. It's so disturbing to look so handsome.

Luo Ding appeared in his eyes with the Holy Light. Before Mi Rui saw the other party, he first called out: "Luo Xiaoding!"

Luo Ding also waved at him. Gu Yaxing and Mi Rui's hearts suddenly lifted up, and they suddenly wanted to reach out and pull their clothing corners, very afraid that they would come to the airport with a true hug or passionate kiss or something. At that time, the reporter was photographed by passers-by, and it was really impossible to excuse him.

Fortunately, the agents still had three points of reason, and Gu Yaxing's outstretched arm made a sharp turn and moved to Wu Fangyuan's side, while Mi Rui clenched his legs. Facts have proved that their artists are not fledgling gimmicks, and they have some experience in getting along with each other. They just stopped and looked at each other and smiled sillyly.

Duan Xiubo took the lead in reacting, and through the lenses of sunglasses, he could guess how beautiful Luo Ding's eyes under the sunglasses should look. Reaching out to untie the long scarf around his neck, he pulled Luo Ding around the other side and said, "It's much colder here than in China, and it's already starting to go below zero. Is the clothes enough?"

Hou Han asked warmth, while Wu Fangyuan looked down at the hand that grabbed his sleeve, and then he asked for a while: "Have you ever been here? There are security guards everywhere, so you won't lose it." He I thought that the people who had accompanied Luo Ding a few times here were all themselves, so a little bit guilty. The money for the air-ticket stay was paid by the company, and Gu Yaxing was also poor. The big bosses had never been abroad, and all the employees had left.

Gu Yaxing stood up silently, waved his hand to tell the hero who was hopeless to take the baggage, and followed Luo to stand out. He heard Mi Rui with a smile in his ear and asked, "Wu Fangyuan, this baby, do you Where did you get it? "

After looking at the gloating man, Gu Yaxing sneered: "You have to ask Luo Ding."

"They are friends?"

"The childhood is a life of death." It is not an exaggeration to say this. It grew up in a welfare home and went out to work together. Now Luo Ding looks developed, but it may be that Wu Fangyuan played the role of protector when he was young. Yet.

But when it comes to Luo Ding's life experience, he is absolutely completely confidential, and no one will disclose it, including Mi Rui.

Mi Rui sighed: "No wonder." Just like Wu Fangyuan, where can I find a job as good as Luo Ding. But maybe Luo Ding just likes his lack of character, who can tell the preferences in this world?

The group went out of the airport as inconspicuously as possible. Duan Xiubo snatched Luo Ding's backpack and handed it to Mi Rui's back. With his shoulders on his own, he wanted to narrate the pain of missing for many days. The strong man in the black suit stopped.

Subconsciously stopped, Luo Ding was a little blind to foreigners, but always felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that the other party was one of the four bodyguards who came to Los Angeles to pick up Duanbo a few times before.

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