Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Yu Cong'an V: [Yeah] [Happy]

There are only two simple expressions, and the number of comments below has almost exceeded 10,000 in less than two minutes.

Su Zhan's is even more perverted. He just won the actor, but he only released this photo without even a text, and his Weibo comment was ten thousand seconds.

Only Luo Qiao.

She posted this photo of herself to Weibo. Ten minutes passed, and ten minutes passed. Her Weibo comments were less than 300.

Luo Qiao:? ? ? ?

And the most important point is that under the Weibo comments of the three of them, all fans are boasting how handsome and beautiful their idol is, and no one noticed Luo Qiao.

Only someone from Su Zhan's Weibo posted such a comment: My brother is so beautiful, take care of yourself. PS: Is that the staff beside my brother? She is blocking you a bit, unhappy.

Luo·Staff·Qiao, when I saw this Weibo comment:? ? ?

Does she look like a staff member? ?

Is she not standing tall enough!

Mu Lan also found Luo Qiao, and couldn't help but laughed out: "Sister, don't blame these netizens, you look like a worker in this photo."

The staff in the restaurant shook their hands while filming them, making Luo Qiao's face a little blurry. Her position was backlit, which directly caused her to look black and her face fell like a cliff.

Luo Qiao glanced at her heartily: "Is this the point? I used to cover it so tightly that they could recognize me."

But now, it's not as good as a dog.

Mu Lan glanced at Luo Qiao, who was full of depression, lying on her shoulder and couldn't laugh. She didn't think she was red anymore.

Once this woman cares about these strange things, she is really cute.

Luo Qiao has attracted much attention from the beginning, and since she retired from the entertainment circle, she has been frequently searched. Whatever she does is the number one in the hot search. Now this contrast is a bit big.

However, the entertainment industry has been updated so quickly, not to mention that she disappeared for two full years. Ordinary stars can forget him if they have not appeared in the audience for two months. This is no way.

Mu Lan held back a smile: "Okay, let's forward your Weibo, everyone will definitely think of you soon."

Luo Qiao: "..."

Mu Lan patted her shoulder: "We hold you." It was Luo Qiao who used to hold them, but now it is their turn to hold Luo Qiao.

Luo Qiao: "..." Why does this sound sour?

Mu Lan did what he said and immediately reposted Luo Qiao's Weibo:

Mu Lan V: She has returned to China.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she posted this Weibo, the comments below were all Qiqi's style.

[Who is this? 】

[Who is this? 】

[Who is this? 】

The air is quiet.

Luo Qiao: "..." Day, what's the **** sadness?

Mu Lan's shoulders trembled, Yu Cong'an couldn't hold back, and laughed unscrupulously, even Su Zhan's rare corner of his mouth bends, don't smile.

Luo Qiao instantaneously exploded her hair in a cat-like manner: "I shark you all!!"

...

After the dinner, Luo Qiao returned home. Mu Lan later replied to her fans who she was, and added thoughtfully: "Pay attention to her."

Luo Qiao opened the door and took a look at her fan list.

Then she found that she had only gained five fans since she came back.

"..."

Ming Siran was already off work, he went downstairs, walked to the refrigerator, and took out a can of beer.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked at the door.

I saw Luo Qiao, who was full of unhappy, coming in from outside.

He couldn't help but curl his lips, his voice lazily: "What's the matter?"

Luo Qiao glanced at him. The man's slender and fair hands were holding a can of beer, snow-white lined with light blue, cold and clean, especially beautiful.

She ignored him and went to sit down on the sofa.

Ming Siran swept her carelessly, his index finger lightly hooked the ring on the beer can and opened it, and then came to her and sat down beside her without any haste.

He didn't ask her any more, he took a book from the side and read it, turning a page from time to time, drinking a beer, quite a relaxed and comfortable posture.

Luo Qiao watched him ignore herself for a long time.

? ? ?

She lifted her leg and kicked him lightly.

Ming Siran didn't raise his eyelids, leaned back, and his slightly raised neck was clean and slender, and his throat was sexy.

Luo Qiao: "..."

She bulged, leaned forward, stretched out her hand and twisted **** his waist.

The man chuckled and took her hand, his tone was gentle and indulgent: "Don't make trouble."

The beer had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it was so cool that he even stained his fingers with a bit of coolness. Holding her hand in this way, the cool feeling made the tip of his heart tremble slightly.

He held her hand and didn't let go.

While clasping her fingers, he read a book.

Luo Qiao stared at him for a few seconds, held his hand, and leaned to his neck, resting her chin there, and said at a very close distance from him: "You don't love me."

Ming Siran didn't seem to hear it, and said to her slowly: "Help me turn a page."

"..."

She stretched out her free hand, turned a page to him, looked at his expression, and continued to lean to his neck: "You don't love me."

Ming Siran laughed lazily, in a loose and **** tone: "Don't you feel deep every time, how can you say such things?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

Her face flushed, this person is really...

She stared at his profile face, her voice was very soft, and she was more like to softly talk to her lover: "I was not happy just now, don't ask me."

Ming Siran glanced at her: "Aren't you reluctant to say it?"

Luo Qiao stared at him: "If I don't say anything, you won't ask?"

He chuckled.

Luo Qiao snorted and stopped telling him. She straightened up, took his beer, and drank him a few mouthfuls.

Ming Siran's eyes are still on the book, peachy eyes are slightly hooked, and lazily said: "How do you drink other people's things secretly?"

Luo Qiao turned her head and glanced at him, then raised her jaw slightly: "Are you someone else?"

Ming Siran put the book aside, his eyes fell on her, peach blossom eyes slightly bent, and he said with interest: "Oh? Who am I?"

Luo Qiao ignored him, she put the empty beer can on the coffee table: "You ignore me, I won't talk to you, and I went to take a shower."

She was just about to get up, her wrists suddenly tightened, and he pulled them back directly.

Luo Qiao fell into his arms all of a sudden, listening to him smiling loosely in her ear: "How dare I ignore you, my eldest lady?"

Luo Qiao's heart numb.

She raised her head, the man looked down at her, his eyes were gentle and sexy.

Especially attractive.

Luo Qiao's throat moved, and seeing his eyes slowly falling on her lips, she whispered: "Why, want to taste it?"