God even has a crush on me

Chapter 180 The stinky iceberg is boring...

In recent years, her father has been telling her about Wang Qianqian's famous career to stimulate her, saying that he has become a big director in a certain TV station, how many variety shows he has filmed, and how many blockbuster movies he has produced... Err and so on.

It's just that every time Dad said "Xiaoqian from your Uncle Wang's family", she knew who Dad was talking about, but she just didn't know what the full name of that "Xiaoqian" was.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help asking: Why did Wang Qianqian come to you suddenly?

Zui Shang Laojun: People will notice when the exposure increases. It is not surprising that she finds me as a director.

Ghost talent Ruoning: Then do you want to take her to play?

At this time, Wang Qianqian said in the guild: No one is perfect. I got this account and played for half an hour. Except for chatting, I learned nothing else.

[Guild] Drunk Lord: If you want to learn, create your own account and start from scratch. It's no fun to buy a high-level battle account directly.

[Guild] Qianqian Yuri: Will you take me when I create an account?
[Guild] Drunken Lord: If you don’t understand, you can ask other people. I don’t have much time online, and I have to accompany Ning’er. I’m afraid I won’t be able to spare so much time to guide you.

Han Ning'er felt like being called out, it was time to make a show, and said in the guild: Qianqian children's shoes, I'm sorry, the time of the stinky iceberg is mine alone.

[Guild] Qianqian Yuri: Are you Ning'er?

[Guild] Ghost talent Ruo Ning: It's me.

[Guild] Qianqian Yuri: With your IQ, you can play a game, it seems that I can't lose to you.

Seeing this sentence, Han Ning'er was instantly annoyed, and said, "Your IQ is so high, you should stop playing this mentally retarded game. This kind of game is only suitable for people with low IQ like me."

[Guild] Qiong Diaosi,: Hahaha... Suddenly, it seems that my IQ is not high. This game is indeed not suitable for people with high IQs.

[Guild] Qianlibobo: It seems that my IQ is not high.

[Guild] Dugu eats: mine doesn't seem to be high either.

[Guild] Old City Youth: Coincidentally, my IQ is not high.

……

Han Ning'er suppressed her smile, wondering if this group of guys should show her face like this.

[Guild] Qianqian Yuri: Jimmy, I’m going to create an account. I’ll come back to ask you when I reach my level. I’m diving.

Stinky Bingshan has always been cold and cold, and didn't say anything.

Diaosi was not calm anymore, and sent her a private message: Hahaha... that girl is so funny, who does she think she is, why should she say that about you.

Han Ning'er took a deep breath and replied: She is a talented woman. She was the producer of the popular youth film "Edge of Youth" last year.

Qiong Diaosi: I'll go, why did the producer come to play the game?
Ghost talent Ruo Ning: I don't know.

Qiong Diaosi: This kind of person is arrogant. My aunt hates this kind of person the most. I think she came here for the boss. Congratulations, you have another rival in love.

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, Diaosi's eyes are really powerful, always telling the truth.

Wang Qianqian played this game, and even begged Smelly Bingshan to take her, making it clear that he was here to hook up with Stinky Bingshan.

Ghost talent Ruoning: I'll talk to Stinky Bingshan, so I won't tell you for now.

Qiong Diaosi: Well, let's go.

Han Ning'er immediately sent a private message to a certain Bingshan: Does Wang Qianqian want to chase you?

Zui Shang Laojun: Those who chase me can load several trucks, don't pay attention to these people.

The corner of Han Ning'er's mouth twitched. The metaphor of the stinky iceberg was too vivid, but she could completely understand his feelings. She didn't have many suitors in school, but there must be a truckload of them.

Ghost talent Ruoning: You belong to me alone, whoever dares to rob me, I will never end with her.

Zui Shang Laojun: Just use your mouth, don't hurt yourself, or I will spank your ass.

Hey, I always feel that the painting style of Smelly Bingshan's words like spanking is wrong...

Ghost talent Ruoning: I'm so afraid of pain, how could I hurt myself, don't take this opportunity to eat my tofu.

Drunk Lord: Next time, I won’t eat tofu, I’ll eat elsewhere.

A few black lines appeared on Han Ning'er's forehead. Smelly Bingshan's thoughts became more and more filthy, or was he already filthy?

A sentence that my brother said a long time ago suddenly came to my mind - Fang Chengjun looks difficult to get along with on the surface, but in fact he is very sullen...

Yes, Mensao.

The stinky iceberg is very boring.

Ghost talent Ruo Ning: I won't talk about sex with you, I'm going to play.

Fang Chengjun, who was sitting across from him, didn't answer, because his cell phone rang suddenly, and when he looked at the caller ID, his expression changed.

Picking up the phone, he turned and walked out.

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, who called him?Still can't let her listen.

It is said that curiosity killed the cat, how about she go and eavesdrop?

good idea.

Han Ning'er got up secretly, walked to the back of the door, and saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room, speaking English to his mobile phone. His speech was too fast, and he couldn't understand what he said at all, but he could hear it , his tone was serious.

I was very disappointed in my heart, Smelly Bingshan always spoke English, and she must protest to him later.

Going back to her seat and sitting down, she waited patiently for a while, when he finally came back, she immediately asked him, "Brother Cheng Jun, who is calling?"

"I'm going to fly to City Y at noon tomorrow, and I'll stay there for about half a month. There's something wrong with my dad's company, and I need to go over there to help." Fang Chengjun replied coldly.

Han Ning'er's heart instantly fell into endless disappointment. She spent so little time with him, yet he still had to go on a business trip so far away.

Not reconciled... But what can she do.

Don't want to think about things that can't be changed, ask him: "Can you come back before Uncle Junxi's celebration banquet?"

"I'll try my best." After he finished speaking, he walked behind her, hugged her gently, and sniffed her body. His mood was the same as hers.

Han Ning'er turned her head slightly, pressed her face to his, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about me, I will take care of myself, and you should take care of yourself too, we will all be fine."

"Okay." He agreed softly, kissed her face, and then walked back to the computer and sat down.

Han Ning'er lost the mood to play games for a while, so she should finish her novel early, for fear that she might not have the chance to write in the future, she doesn't want to be a person who gives up halfway.

Take a deep breath, calm yourself down, minimize the game, and start writing.

She just happened to be writing the part about the martial arts competition and recruiting relatives, and it was very smooth to write. It took three hours to write, and she didn't even pay attention to when Fang Chengjun left or what he said to her before leaving.

Looking out the window, the sky is still red.

That's all for today.

She sent the novel, then returned to the game, and found that someone had sent her a private message.

Qianqian Yuri: Han Ning'er, what kind of trick did you use to make Jimmy so devoted to you?

　A classmate asked if there was an explosive change on May [-]st, and my son was also thinking about when to organize a building grabbing activity... Comments and suggestions are welcome.

　　
　
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