The Koi Fairy Wife Is Sweet as Honey (Love from The Koi Goddess)

This is really a provocative confession.

If the grown-up Lu Zhengya spoke out, he might easily win the heart of any woman.

But Lu Zhengya forgot that he was not the tall and handsome adult Lu Zhengya, but a cub who looked only seven or eight years old.

Confession effect -100000.

Of course, the most important thing is actually not this point.

The most important thing is that the person sitting opposite him is a little fairy who must not be treated with common sense.

Hearing Boss Ba's sincere confession, Jinli's first reaction was to pull his hand away suddenly, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Why do you want to melt me?"

Lu Zhengya: "..."

He raised his forehead in frustration: "Forget it, if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Jinli shook the phone in her hand: "It was an accident that I saw your account, and I only saw a little content of the registered account. I didn't read the rest, so, can you tell me, what exactly is your account?" How many trumpets are there?"

She is a little fairy who respects other people's privacy.

Lu Zhengya: "..."

He originally thought that Jinli had already read the contents of the phone, so he just gave up on himself.

So, the truth is, Jinli didn't even look at it.

So, the outcome of the matter was going to be, public execution in front of Jinli?

He looked a little embarrassed: "Otherwise, you can watch it together in the daytime tomorrow."

If I have no memory during the day, it won't be so embarrassing.

However, Jinli had waited so long just for the evening, how could he let it go so easily.

"No way." She said with a smile, "I was just waiting for you to tell me."

Lu Zhengya looked up at Jinli.

He saw persistence in Jinli's eyes.

The boss backed down.

He took the phone and clicked on Weibo: "That's it, just four small accounts."

The division of labor is quite clear.

A trumpet is mainly used for confession.

A trumpet infiltrated into Jinli's fan base and kept an eye on fans' updates.

A small professional troll, pulling countless hatred.

There is still one……

Jinli was sitting next to him, listening carefully and laughing, occasionally watching some comments on weibo with great joy.

Seeing him stop suddenly, it was a little strange: "There is another one, what is it used for? Hey, don't block it with your hand, show me?"

Lu Zhengya held onto the phone tightly, and said in a low voice, "The last trumpet is my diary."

It is full of my yearning and longing for you.

Jinli was taken aback.

She blinked her eyes and probably guessed something.

"Cough." She coughed dryly, "If it's inconvenient, then I won't watch it."

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand and expressed her position with actions.

With such a concession, Lu Zhengya felt much more at ease.

"There's nothing you can't read." He said casually, "You've read all the trumpets, and it's nothing to read a mood diary."

He handed the phone to Jinli: "Look."

Jinli took the phone hesitantly, but couldn't bear the curiosity and clicked in.

This account's Weibo was unexpectedly rushed.

There is no photo album, no likes and reposts, and no spam with others.

There are only one line at a time, either simple or long, as Lu Zhengya said, mood diary.

The most recent one was a week ago, when they were still in Sun Country:

[I encountered a shocking accident today, but it was a blessing in disguise, and I was able to sleep in her room. 】