Chapter 442： (1/2)

[This woman is a terrifying existence, she is back! ! I was horrified. 】

[I hope that the idol I made this time will not be her opponent again. Please. [Humble]】

[To be honest, I have Luo Qiao ptsd, and my face hurts when I see her. My face has been swollen for the first two years. This woman is a face-slapped madman. To be honest, little sisters, don’t mess with her. ! 】

[Upstairs Luo Qiao ptsd really laughed at me, God **** post-traumatic stress disorder hahahaha! 】

All the celebrities of netizens who have a connection with Luo Qiao came out, and the Internet was very lively for a while.

These are things that netizens who haven't participated in don't know. They can only watch these people miss and enjoy them.

This Luo Qiao...is that powerful?

Don’t forget the marketing account, even the celebrities have her fans?

It's too exaggerated...

They looked at their Copro's pretty past and various deeds, only to feel that there was no way to empathize.

...

When Luo Qiao saw her hot search, her eyes lit up and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

Because it was the weekend, Ming Siran, who was lying beside her taking a nap with her, lifted his eyelids and said lazily, ”What's the matter?”

Luo Qiao saw that she had made seven or eight hot searches for entries by herself, and she suddenly felt like ‘harmful, worthy of me’.

She hummed twice, lay down again, raised her hand and touched the arm of the man next to her. When the man's attention was attracted by her, she immediately moved her phone over: ”See you, I'm going red again.”

Ming Siran's careless gaze fell on the phone screen, listening to the woman with a little triumphant and lovely tone, resting her hand behind her head, she couldn't help but smile softly: ”Oh yeah, then why are you red again? What?”

”Then who knows.” Luo Qiao hadn't clicked in to see, eyes slightly bent: ”Maybe I am more attractive.”

She looked at the entry of an enthusiastic citizen, Ms. Luo, and immediately clicked in, and then she harvested a lot of her own emoticons.

Her interview on social news has been screenshots made into emoticons by them. Click on it to see that she has nothing to love and I have money to speak.

The fonts used are very fancy, earthy.

Luo Qiao: ”...”

Ming Siran glanced over and took a look, and he laughed suddenly, his voice lazy: ”Well, my pretty sister is very popular.”

Luo Qiao: ”...” What can't these netizens do now?

But she also saw the nostalgia of her by netizens in other entries. Luo Qiao looked at it for a while and felt quite satisfied.

While watching attentively, she suddenly felt a little itchy on her waist, Luo Qiao patted the man's hand: ”Don't make trouble.”

Ming Siran looked lazy, with his hand on her waist, gently squeezing the soft flesh on her waist, and said in a hurry, ”Grandpa called me last night.”

Luo Qiao flicked the page of the phone, and absently responded, ”What did Grandpa say?”

”Grandpa said...” Ming Siran's peachy eyes lifted lightly, and his voice was sluggish: ”I'm not too young anymore, ask me when will I have a baby for him to play with.”

Luo Qiao's eyelids suddenly jumped and she coughed slightly. Without even looking at her phone, she immediately turned her head and stared at him: ”Then what did you say?”

Ming Siran still looked lazy and faintly said, ”I said, Qiaoqiao is not willing.”