I'm going to wear this doormat and I won't keep you company anymore.

Chapter 4 High-quality idols also want to hug each other today 4

Chapter 4 High-quality idols also want to hug each other today 4
  Internet cafe deck.

Sitting in the most expensive booth in the Internet cafe, a woman dressed in a girl group style was banging on the keyboard, and her soprano was rising from time to time.

"Thank you Wangfeng and Xixin for the gifts you gave me. I love you so much. I can sing it again if you like it!"

Most of the seats around her were empty, and other netizens who were some distance away from her still cast undisguised disgust at her.

One thing is for sure, her singing is not bad, but even professional singers have been complained by their neighbors for practicing their vocals at home, let alone a mere anchor.

The network administrator muttered, "If I don't go to hell, who will?" and went over to pat her.

Feng Miaomiao skillfully turned off the mic and pressed down the camera. Before the network administrator could speak, she preemptively said, "Do you want me to lower my voice?"

"Auntie, please do it well, we are not just doing your business."

"If you keep nagging me, I'll make you lose your job tomorrow, do you believe it?"

The network administrator didn't know who she was, so she apologized and left. The worst he can do is stand further away.

"If you can't even sing a song, why should you open an Internet cafe?"

Feng Miaomiao shouted reluctantly.

Either she couldn't feel the dislike around her, or she was telling them on purpose.

"You've been riding horses and singing all day! Are you bored?"

One of the older brothers couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.

"What, you want to hit me? Come on, come on, do it quickly! When we get to the police station later, you can give me a month's salary for yourself!"

Feng Miaomiao put her hands on her hips and cursed, "Looking at how sloppy you are, you probably work in a factory, right? Now that you have a criminal record, I wonder if you can afford to come to this Internet cafe in the future!"

"I have the final say in this club! If anyone doesn't accept it, come and beat me!"

When she said this, the opinions around her calmed down. Everyone knew the power of the porcelain expert, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

Even the big brother could only curse and sit down.

Feng Miaomiao was about to step on them all like she would scold her grandson as usual, but a pleasant voice in her ear stopped her movements.

"Miaomiao, what are you doing?"

Feng Miaomiao immediately put her feet down from the gaming chair and performed a Sichuan Opera face change on the spot, her expression was extremely charming.

"How else can I scold my incompetent employees?"

Feng Miaomiao said with a smile without shame, "You look good today. Did you get the money?"

Rong Xiao's expression froze, and then he smiled bitterly: "There is a way... I have opened a private room, let's go inside and talk."

Feng Miaomiao readily agreed, and everyone else in the hall who had been harmed by her breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing so mysteriously?"

Feng Miaomiao patted his hand around her waist with a coy expression.

"Be careful of the impact. I have many suitors. What should I do if I hurt their hearts?"

"Didn't I consider this?"

Rongxiao closed the door, her smile a little helpless but not forced. She'll change her mind after a while anyway.

He just liked the fact that Feng Miaomiao was straight and straight. If they hadn't always had sex after drinking, he would have truly believed her.

"Well... I have a job for you. It's not too tiring, but it's a bit embarrassing. You can see if you can do it or not."

"Disgraceful?" Feng Miaomiao didn't understand this description.

"Can it be more embarrassing than selling drinks?" She was referring to the princess in the box.

Rong Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Absolutely."

"I can't imagine a job that can make you feel embarrassed."

You know, if the law hadn't allowed it, Rong Xiao would have even wanted to be the "killing pig" brother. But now he is just chatting with her and making some small money.

Rong Xiao showed an indescribable smile: "Bai Qingxue wants to start a business, and she probably won't have a home in the future. She wants to invite you to work at my house."

"what?!"

"You heard right, she asked you by name."

Rong Xiao added as if he was afraid that she would refuse.

"Just sweep the floor and cook. Why don't you do it at home? You might as well come to my house and do it, and you still have money." Feng Miaomiao's expression became very subtle when she was sure that she was right.

"...You dare to do this?"

Feng Miaomiao stared at Rongxiao's face, fearing that she might miss some hint.

"If I reject her, it will arouse suspicion, right?"

Rong smiled but did not look at her. He naturally knew what Feng Miaomiao wanted to hear.

But it was impossible for him to be separated from Bai Qingxue.

What he didn't want to think about was that Gentlexue Bai had given her too much.

"I'm not going." Feng Miaomiao was obviously not happy that she couldn't get the answer she wanted.

"why?"

"Your mother used to guard against me like a thief. When I go, she must not kill me."

"Taking this into consideration, Bai Gengxue will give you this number."

Rong Xiao took out her cell phone, opened the calculator, multiplied it by two, and handed it to Feng Miaomiao.

Feng Miaomiao's expression became even more complicated.

"No wonder you dare to ask me..."

Feng Miaomiao shook her head like a rattle.

"No, no, then I'm tied to you. I'll get tired of seeing you every day. Falling in love has to be done secretly."

Rong Xiao was amused by her.

"Don't worry, my mother is at home every day. We can still steal, and it's even more exciting." Rong Xiao analyzed it for her.

"Tsk, come on." Feng Miaomiao punched him angrily.
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  Without further ado, after correctly using the private room in the Internet cafe, Rongxiao couldn't wait to take Feng Miaomiao home, whose beauty had not yet faded.

It was the weekend, so he had to settle things while Bai Qingxue was still free.

While flirting all the way, Rongxiao's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Who is it?" Feng Miaomiao poked her head.

"He is our sponsor." Rong Xiao said.

After saying this, Feng Miaomiao left quickly.

Then she started to hate her own conditioned reflex. She was the one who came first, so why did she give way to Bai Qingxue?

Feng Miaomiao glared at her childhood sweetheart angrily.

Rongxiao smoothed her hair soothingly and said gently, "Yeah, we'll be there soon."

I don't know what the other person said, but Rong Xiao was as happy as a flower. Feng Miaomiao was so annoyed that the soles of her shoes scraped the floor, but she didn't bother to express it.

"Maybe we need to take a detour." After hanging up the phone, Rong Xiao told Feng Miaomiao.

Next, Rong Xiao reported a long list of dish names and daily necessities, which made Feng Miaomiao feel dizzy.

What's even more disgusting is that he said that he couldn't go shopping with her because he had some urgent matters to deal with at home, so thank you for the hard work.

Did you agree to help her share the housework?
  A man's mouth is a liar...

No, no, Bai Qingxue asked her to buy the things, and she deliberately took Rong Xiao away, right...

Before Feng Miaomiao could think, a message came on her WeChat.

"Forward? What...she also made a shopping list? She eats so much, son of a bitch!"

What is this, an entry exam?

Feeling that Bai Qingxue was playing tricks on her, Feng Miaomiao simply entered the words "I quit". Before she could send it, an indescribable photo broke into her field of vision.

[Looks good, she hasn’t worn it. 】

……snort. Virtue.

Forget it, let the cash machine be arrogant for a while. When you are gone, your bed, your wardrobe, your husband and mother-in-law will all be mine!
  Feng Miaomiao thought about it, humming a little tune and jumping up and down to buy groceries for her love rival.

(End of this chapter)

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