Help!Shang Lian Zong was captured by a paper man

Chapter 110 is seen through

The missing piece is that the photos eventually got out.

It was Lin Wanfa.

At the risk of aggravating the crime, he tried to push Lin Shuang into the abyss in a self-destructive way.

However, Lin Shuang was no longer that little girl who would be restrained by others.

A lover and a friend are her strongest armor.

Standing on the cusp of the storm, SL has launched the latest model in an unusual way.

A short transparent dress, like the transparent raincoat she wore when she was a child.Only three points are shaded.

As soon as the clothes came out, there was an uproar inside and outside the industry.

Lin Shuang tried it on in person and posted photos on the Internet.

Accompanying text: [When secrets are no longer secrets, weapons are no longer weapons. 】

The graceful figure was exposed among the Internet waves, dominating the hot searches for several days in a row.

Someone commented: [The "Emperor's New Clothes" of the new era. 】

Someone scolded: [It's better not to wear it, and you can see it more clearly. 】

Someone asked: [Send this kind of photo, which man would dare to want her in the future? 】

……

Comments flew like snowflakes, seemingly cold, but in fact, even the slight temperature of the palm could melt it.

Gao Ming liked and forwarded Lin Shuang's post.

So far, for Lin Shuang, this is consummation.

Of course, the above is something for later.

At that moment, Jiang Luo's heart was surging because he had accomplished a great thing.

After the four of them went to the police station to record their statements, they went to have a big meal together.

Ji Bei hosted guests and booked a revolving restaurant on a high tower.

As long as Xiao sits at the dining table, the brightest part of the whole spring trip will be seen.

Under your feet is the center where every inch of land is precious.

Raise your eyes, it is a star that is priceless.

Generally bright, generally eye-catching, as if they can subvert and overlap.

"wish……"

After several rounds of toasting, Jiang Luo still wanted to say it.

It's like a rabbit is in my heart, thumping.

"May we save 3000 million losses!"

After holding it in for a long time, I finally got it out.

Jiang Luo laughed, her cheeks were flushed, and her tongue was about to tie up.

Ji Bei gave a "tsk" sound, looked at He Ziyan, and joked, "Take care of your drunkard, he's started talking nonsense."

Jiang Luo tilted his neck and raised his face: "I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk after a thousand cups! When I go out to socialize with Brother Xiao Lin, it's Brother Xiao Lin who talks, and I'm in charge of drinking!"

Ji Bei: "Whoa, whoa, let's start bragging!"

Jiang Luo was not convinced: "I'm not bragging!"

He Ziyan looked down at her, and there was starlight shining from his eyes.

Taking out a piece of paper, he carefully wiped the sauce on the back of Jiang Luo's hand for Jiang Luo.

Ji Bei made another "tsk" sound, heartbroken: "We've known each other for so long, and you haven't wiped my hands once, tsk tsk, you really value sex over friends! It's so heartbreaking!"

"Okay, okay," Lin Shuang coaxed, and took out a piece of paper and put it in front of Ji Bei, "Here is the paper."

"It's better for us Nana!" Ji Bei posted it, and said deliberately: "Nana help her wipe her mouth."

Lin Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Opposite, Jiang Luo stuck out his tongue: "Ouch! Nauseous! Disgusting!"

Ji Bei frowned: "Tsk! What's the matter with you? You... um."

Lin Shuang covered her with a tissue before she finished speaking.

Instantly realizing that Lin Shuang was helping Jiang Luo, Ji Bei was even more heartbroken, "It's over, I found out, my status as a group favorite is not guaranteed..."

……

Noisy, laughing time always flies at the speed of light.

On the transparent glass window, their bright smiling faces are reflected, and they merge with the two galaxies, depicting an indescribable beauty.

After eating and drinking enough, the four of them walked out of the restaurant with red faces.

Fu Jing was arrested, and the recording of Lian Zong was suspended. They could have gone back to their respective homes, but Jiang Luo still wanted to go to the Xindong Hut.

"Shi Yan sent me a message. She is alone. She is too lonely. I want to accompany her."

The four divided into two teams and parted ways in the garage. Jiang Luo and He Ziyan were on the same team.

Opening the car door, He Ziyan put his hands on the edge of the door, protected Jiang Luo and got into the passenger driver, saying: "Okay, you accompany her, and I will accompany you."

After finishing speaking, He Ziyan bent over.

That exquisite face suddenly approached in front of him, throbbing and defenseless.

He changed to a new perfume, which smelled faintly of sea salt, with a bit of milky aroma. Indulging in such a fragrance, one couldn't help but want to get closer and take a closer sniff.

Resisting the thought of belittling He Ziyan, Jiang Luo stammered: "You...what are you doing?"

He Ziyan, who was originally looking down at the car seat, suddenly raised his face, and at the same time, there was a "click".

The seat belt snaps into the slot.

Those luminous eyes flashed helplessly, and a clear voice sounded: "Help you fasten your seat belt, drunk."

"I'm not a drunkard." He argued with a lack of confidence.

Jiang Luo lowered his gaze, not daring to look at him again.

Full of impure thoughts—

His face is like a bun, it must be soft when kissed, right?

His lips are pink and tender, could they be sweet?
I don't want to understand slowly anymore, life is so short, how can there be so many "slowly".

Just do it now, don't want to wait.

Let's talk about this love first, and then talk about career.

Alcohol wields a sharp spear, aggressively encroaching on the brain space, driving out reason, leaving only emotions ready to move.

"He..."

"boom."

The passenger door was closed.

Darkness and silence poured down, drowning all impulses.

Humph.

Pouted his mouth, and stared at the people passing by the front of the car.

Jiang Luo almost went crazy.

How can you be so patient?

Say you like me, why don't you kiss me?
Mad.

There was another "bang".

He Ziyan got into the driver's seat, "Let's go."

"Oh." Jiang Luo opened his mouth round.

He Ziyan glanced at her with an unusual happy tone and tilted his face.

It's strange, why does Luoluo feel...unhappy?
I was quite happy just now.

Maybe an illusion.

He Ziyan turned on the radio.

"Let me take a sip lightly, you said you love me..."

It's "Sweet" by Jay Chou.

"Still reminiscing about the tenderness you gave..."

Jiang Luo, who was still slumped on the seat just now, suddenly jumped up, waved his arms, and sang along to the music.

He Ziyan watched in surprise for a long time before remembering to step on the gas pedal.

Such a fall, so fresh, so cute.

"Do I sing well?"

The window of the car was half down, and the wind blew Jiang Luo's hair, flowing freely.

There is a breath of freedom in the air.

It's a faint alcohol smell.

He Ziyan felt amused, his eyes were moist as if soaked in water.

"Nice." He responded softly.

The little girl Luoluo unlocked another form of Luoluo.he thinks.

Jiang Luo turned around and stared at him, "Ziyan..."

The host's voice on the radio became hazy, "The next song is a promotional song for a technology product that has become very popular during this period, and it was composed by the well-known Jackie..."

Jiang Luo stared at He Ziyan, "Since I sing well, then..."

"The seasons are constantly changing, time flies by, and flowers and moons change to accompany..."

this song...

this song is...

At the red light, when the car stopped in front of the line, He Ziyan turned his face and asked Jiang Luo dullly: "What did you just say?"

Jiang Luo pointed to the screen and asked, "This is..."

"This is our ACAI promotion song."

The promotional song will be released next Monday.

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered what the host said at the press conference.

But... Yan Zihe sang this song, and it was a few months ago.

　I can only update 1 chapter today, and my shoulder is so painful that it is about to break.

　　This wave is true because the author and the heroine share the joys and sorrows.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)