Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Your friend Hefeng Nuanlu invites you to join the group chat

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The 14 people were pulled into a group.

She let out a sigh of relief, and finally got it done, the name of the group chat of 1234 that she just picked up casually.

This seems too perfunctory.

She curled her lips suddenly and changed the name of the group chat.

The 14 men in the group fell into silence as they watched the new group name.

The name of the new group is: a family who loves each other

At this time, the group owner @ everybody sent a notice

If you have something, you can post it in the group so that you can avoid repeating questions. Thank you for your understanding.

Everyone:......

After solving the matter, she went to play games happily, and finally no longer needed to reply to the messages one by one. It’s awesome, I’m such a clever ghost!

However, some of these 14 are not ex-boyfriends, but they are mostly related to her, such as Nan Chimo, Lu Shenxing, Mo Tingshen...

Continue to go online, find that Northeast brother to play games, happiness is as simple as that.

When eating in the evening, the phone she had placed on the table kept ringing, which was very different from what it hadn't been a little bit of movement a few days ago.

He Nanxian's eyes flashed, but when she saw that she hadn't moved her phone, she didn't say anything.

Eat quietly and get her some vegetables.

"Thank you brother."

"Well, eat more."

She ate food obediently.

"Do you like strawberries and cherries?"

"Yes, I like it!"

Her eyes lit up.

"I'll let Zhou Cong go and buy some back." He Nanxian also heard what Yan Fufeng said to her in the afternoon. The little girl clearly wanted to eat like that.

Just don't know why, she rejected Yan Fufeng.

"Wow, brother is so nice."

He touched her head and asked with a smile: "Since I like it, why refuse Yan Fufeng in the afternoon?"

There was some confusion on her face, as if it was strange that he asked this question: "He is not my ex-boyfriend, I don't want to go back to the grass, so I don't want his things."

"That's it, so principled."

The little girl raised her eyebrows and smiled triumphantly: "Yes."

After eating, Aunt Zhuo tidyed up the dishes. She sat still, picking up the phone and didn't know what she was ordering.

He Nanxian could see the content on her phone as long as he turned his head, but he didn't. The end of Qinggao was that he became more and more curious about what she was doing.

But if she didn't say it, he didn't want to ask, so he could only feel uncomfortable for himself.

But he couldn't sit still a little bit after receiving the payment information.

"Someone gave you a red envelope." He said casually.

"I'm grabbing red envelopes in the group." She didn't even lift her head, focusing on grabbing red envelopes.

"What group, send such a big red envelope." Can one person grab more than one hundred?

"The ex-boyfriend group, I created a group for them. They are so rich. Only those with high spending can send this 2,000 yuan red envelope. My number is very rubbish, and I can only send 200 at a time."

She sighed decently, but sighed back and sighed, and it didn't affect her speed of grabbing red envelopes.

He Nanxian pursed her lower lip. He is indeed poor compared to her ex-boyfriends...

In the past, two-sleeved breeze was used to describe officials, which meant that good officials were dedicated to serving the people and were not corrupt or betraying the law, so the pocket cuffs were all empty.

He Nanxian is almost like that.

The higher the position, the poorer.

"Brother, how big do you think I can drive this one? The more the boss is, the more money I have." She has a good memory, and she remembered everyone's names and occupations in the morning.

"Luck." He said casually.

Yuejie issued another 2,000 yuan red envelope.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Brother, brother! Me, me!" She was speechless with excitement, happier than she took the 660,000 bonus that day!

He Nanxian came over and looked at it. It was 520 yuan.

This is indeed very big, but the meaning of this number is always a little mindful.

Sure enough, after the results came out, Yuejie sent a message below, saying that the number was good, and asked her to check WeChat.

She withdrew, and the boss transferred 520,000 to her.

The expression on He Nanxian's face became lighter and weaker.

She refused to accept without hesitation.

My fingers crackled and typed a few lines on the phone interface.

After He Nanxian saw what the little girl wrote, although he tried his best to restrain it, he still couldn't help laughing.

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