Chapter 129 The Blue Color of Your Past Life
"It's not a UC shock post! It's another one, a new one! Go check it out! Do you want me to send you a link, and you agree to add you later, that's it, um, in short, I just want to tell you that you don't have to worry, Everything is with us!"

After chatting a lot, Cheng Xiaoyuan immediately hung up the phone.

He Shuangjian looked at the screen of "Dudu", raised his hand to touch his face, it felt delicate and smooth, then turned his head to look at Yan Mozhi, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Huh? Why do you ask this question?"

Yan Mo asked sideways.

"Why are you so obsessed with everyone?" He Shuangjian shook her head, feeling quite sorry, but the upturned corners of her mouth proved that she was in a good mood.

Yan Mozhi: "."

What to do, the daughter-in-law seems to have a disease called narcissism?And I can't say, what should I do?
At the same time as she was asking Yan Mozhi, Cheng Xiaoyuan had already sent an additional message, she clicked to agree, and a link popped up immediately.

Click to open.

Still a good forum.

"Pretty senior sister does not hesitate to smear the junior girls in order to advertise for the drama club! Big guys! Keep your eyes open and come in and see!"

This post was written from the perspective of a real bystander, and it really wrote all the facts, especially when He Shuang saw the last paragraph, he deliberately capitalized it and bolded it.

Especially the part where the 1000 million evil boyfriends are the groom is specially marked!
Undoubtedly, this post is obviously more convincing than the one that used the opportunity to advertise with cynicism and acrimony.

Support He Shuang and tear up He Ruowei.Also, He Ruowei scolded He Shuang for seeing a little animal with a pun, and was grabbed by those people who kept one or two small pets at home, and clung to him to death.

He Shuang didn't read the post even after seeing it. She really didn't really care what those people thought of her.

However, there is still some warmth in my heart.

EDIT: Thank you guys.

Send it to Cheng Xiaoyuan.

Cheng Xiaoyuan came back with a shy emoji.Sent a voice message.

"It's really not our post. I've already asked them about it. The poster called 'Your Past Life's Blue' is not someone's trumpet."

Seeing that He Shuang was a little puzzled, he murmured: "The blue color in your previous life?"

"Who?"

"Then goupi literature and art?"

"Forget it, sleep, who cares. Miss sister, I want to sleep~" He Shuang saw Shenlan's waist lazy, and hooked her finger at a certain wayward pillow.

"Little wolf cub!"

Yan Mozhi's eyes darkened, and he cursed in a low voice.

"Snapped"

The lights are dark and the night is still.

And in a certain aisle in the distance, in a certain car that was driving overnight.

The person in the carriage who was immersed in the computer suddenly sneezed, and the fluorescent light from the computer screen illuminated his white jaw.The outline of the thin lips in the darkness opens.

The voice is warm and nice,.

"How long until Qingshi?"

"Master, you should be here tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

The person in the back seat responded lightly, simply standing on his own feet, but it was not difficult to hear his joy and expectation.

I'm sorry, the cyan color of your previous life has come again for you in this life.
The next day.

He Ruowei asked for leave from the Academic Affairs Office with a frosty face.

Originally, He Ruowei had already made a plan, if the doomed Director Li didn't sign, she would have to climb out of the wall as well.

As soon as he came to school today, He Ruowei realized that the post from last night had been picked up.

Fortunately, she was careful and edited the content and sent it to Liu Jing, asking her to use her trumpet to post it.

(End of this chapter)

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