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Yun thinks that she doesn't know that she has been stared at by the big bad wolf. In her view, she and Song Mian only get along briefly.

A person as tall as Song Mian, who has not met, how could it be interesting to her such a small green fruit.

She still filmed quietly, and did not find Song Qian to take care of her more attentively.

The only difference is that Song Mian is really a person who knows how to be grateful and has a great sense of responsibility. He will send a text message to her every two days.

Simply ask her about her physical condition, and nothing else, so Yun thinks that she can't be a little guarded.

Later, Yun thought that it was too inconvenient, and asked Song Mian if he had WeChat. It would be more convenient for them to add a WeChat account.

In this way, he stepped into Song Mian's cover step by step, but he was unconscious, and even gradually contacted him as a habit, and the topic expanded from health...

Six days later, Yun thought about the smooth killing of the youth. Her efforts were seen by the whole crew. Lin Jialiang specially organized a killing feast for her. The protagonists were all present and gave her face.

Yun Xianxiang took a group photo with a group of staff and posted it on Weibo.

[Actor Yun think about V: killing it~~~]

[Ao Ao, Goddess, you finally have a dynamic, I will almost turn your old Weibo! ! ! ! 】

[There is another ration, when will it be released]

[Suddenly thought that the goddess was making a Xiangjiang movie this time. Many Xiangjiang movies cannot be released inland! 】

[Upstairs, don’t crow mouth, my goddess must not be a sensitive subject! 】

Yun Xiangwei sent a Weibo, and the fans yelled.

At the same time, Song Mian also saw the dynamics of Yun Xiangxiang for the first time, silently retweeted likes, and commented hard.

But Yun thinks that there are too many fans, and such a few minutes will be thousands, and Song Mian is a little dissatisfied.

Intimate little housekeeper Song Yao seconds understand the master's thoughts: "Master, you can't stand out like this."

Song Mian handed the phone to Song Yao: "Outstanding."

Song Yao thought about it while holding the phone, and then acted decisively.

[Your Mumbai V: Congratulations to the goddess for killing, forwarding the lottery, drawing 9999 cash red envelopes for 100 people, only for cloud powder! 】

9999 cash red envelopes suddenly attracted the attention of countless people.

[Grass and fan, one million shots! 】

[Bless me winning! 】

[Is the powder too late now? 】

[Ahhhhh, goddess, come and watch your fan @actor Yun think about it. 】

This shot, Yun think about it on the hot search, the topic is #云想想豪粉#

Song Meng naturally noticed for the first time, and immediately notified Yun to think about it.

After thinking about it, Yun took the initiative to privately chat with this fan.

[Yun think about it: local tyrants, don't do this in the future, thank you for loving me, but I will have a psychological burden if it is too expensive. 】

"Master and Master, Miss Yun took the initiative to give you a message." Song Yao handed the phone to Song Mian immediately.

Song Mian was very satisfied with this response, and looked at Song Yao's operation: "Well, next month I will ask Uncle An to give you an extra line."

Song An is the great steward of the Song family, that is, Song Yao's father, and their families are generations of servants.

Song An first followed Song Mian's grandfather for a few years, and later became the confidant of Song Mian's father. Now Song's important things will pass his hand.

It is said to be the master and servant, but the head of the Song family has always regarded their family as a loved one, more trust than people connected by blood.

A line in Song Mian's mouth is a big wave of rights, but Song Yao can't be excited.

As Song Mian's little housekeeper, his young master raised his grandfather, and he was still suffering from his father's pains, and felt deeply embarrassed to him.

Song Yao’s biggest goal now is to send his father to be his companion!

Song Mian had no time to care about the joy of the little housekeeper, he personally replied to Yun think.

[Your Mumbai: Happy. 】

Yun thinks that she didn't expect the other party to reply like this, and she always has a good eloquence.

[Yun think about it: Are you a rich second generation? 】

She felt that such a person should be the rich second generation who squandered his father and mother's money and did not know the sufferings of the world. She can persuade him appropriately.

[Your Mumbai: I should be N generation]

Generation N! Is this a joke? Say good is not rich for three generations?

[Your Mumbai: I spend my own money]

[Cloud think about it: making money is hard...]

[Your Mumbai: It’s not hard, it’s easy]

At this point, she couldn't take it!

[Cloud think about it: just like you are happy [smile]]

[Your Mumbai: You are not happy]

[Yun think about it: Hahaha, fans are happy and I am happy]

Can you say unhappy? What is her qualification to be upset? People spend their own money. Does it make people feel uncomfortable when they spend money?

As an idol, she has done everything she has to do, and she has no right to make decisions for others.

[Your Mumbai: Your fans are very happy]

Yun thinks about...

If you transfer to Weibo, you may get 10,000 yuan, can you be unhappy?

[Cloud think about it: I’m going to catch the plane, I’m not talking [bye]]

Quitting Weibo, Yun thinks about not going to join in the fun, Song Meng also asked her to repost, is this not to encourage fans to mess up the money? Although she also wanted to start, she got 10,000 yuan.

Yun Xiang wanted to catch the plane instead of escaping, but she really bought today's ticket.

Yun Zhibin and Su Xiuling had already returned home because of the early start of the second year of high school. There were many people around her, and Su Xiuling didn't worry. She asked her to sign up for the school.

Arriving at the airport, Yun thought about sending Song Mian a text message as scheduled.

After receiving the text message, Song Mian raised her lips slightly: "Song Yao, help me prepare a suit tomorrow."

"rest assured……"

"Forget it, I choose it myself."

Song Mian interrupted Song Yao without waiting for his assurance.

Song Yao: ...

Young Master, seek opportunities for performance!

Yun Xiang naturally didn't know that in order to meet her tomorrow, Song Mian not only pushed a high-weight appointment, but also selected three hours of clothes the night before.

It seems that Song Yao shook his head straight: If you like a woman, will it look like this? He still loves himself better.

Yun, who shut down the plane and didn't think about it, because she went on a hot search, Xue Yu clicked to find the lottery Weibo and resolutely forwarded it.

[Xue Yu V: Sister Sister's European spirit, what if it hits? 】

Then a large wave of people came in and said that if they missed, they would also lower the winning rate!

And Xue Yu's fans condemned him, and even grabbed ten thousand pieces of these little **** with them, which is really annoying.

With the beginning of Xue Yu, entertainers that Yun Yun thought about, including Han Jing, also got involved.

In an instant, the Weibo raffle hit the sky, and the number of people who followed Song Mian also increased sharply, but he only paid attention to Yun Xiang think about one person.

When Yun thought about it, it was already three hours after she got off the plane. It was two days before Yunlin was going to start school, and the cocoa who accompanied Yunlin back to drive to pick it up.