Chapter 1940 (2/2)

I'll try my best to make it easy for everyone to forget about it

But really, if any clan really produced such a genius, it's really worth looking forward to. We should consider the history of Xuanyuan college. The royal family, clan, Tianxuan family and so on have their own official numbers. Some celebrities also have their own certification numbers!

At ordinary times, some government decrees and some local events will be sent to the cloud, especially the rich aristocracy, who will almost all read these.

Ye Wanqing is on the number of Ye Fan, and then pass on the poem, together with Su Qingxue's own writing photos, as well as some pictures of the scene.

”Big brother! Your cloud account, originally only had more than 100 concerns, now it has risen to more than 20000!

At this rate, it will grow rapidly. Is that great? Do you want to thank me? ” Ye Wanqing asks for merit.

”I...” Ye Fan almost myocardial infarction, depressed way: ”I did not let you hair! Why do you want to post it on the Internet? Isn't that just adding chaos to me? ”

Ye Fan now wants to keep a low profile, but is this girl helping him to be famous? Isn't this a bad help!?

If all parties pay attention to him, not to mention some people who deliberately make a stumbling block, but to hide his real identity, it will be a problem.

Moreover, these poems were not created by him, which made him feel more inappropriate and uncomfortable.

Ye Wanqing's smile on his face gradually disappeared. He looked at his brother with red eyes and bowed his head wrongly.

Su Qingxue on one side is also stunned. It seems that ye fan will be so taboo about this matter. It's a little unexpected.

”My husband Don't get angry. If you don't like it, just delete it, ”Su Qingxue said softly, reaching out to caress Ye Wanqing's back,” Qing'er, don't be sad... ”

Ye Fan didn't expect that he was so dissatisfied that he quickly cried Ye Wanqing. He couldn't bear to explain: ”Wanqing I don't mean to scold you. If I hurt you, I'll apologize to you... ”

Ye Wanqing took the mobile phone, and then ran out in a trot, wiping tears while running. It was obviously sad

”I This... ” Ye Fan stood in the same place, some helpless.