Le record de courtoisie de Little White Lotus - Chapitre 167

This statement came out.

The whole network was shocked.

pourtant, after being shocked, countless Lingya fans and even passers-by began to honor Lingya, the legend in the entertainment industry.

“Hey, Hey, my boss is only thirty-seven in his biological age. Is his appearance still beautiful and beautiful?! …what old cows eat tender grass, so uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my boss looks like three Seventeen years old?!”

“C'est exact, I saw Ling Yinghou in the airport. That skin, tusk tusk, is tenderer than my twenty-year-old girl.”

“My boss has a prosperous beauty, coquettish and confusing, and can beat the world by beauty. If anyone refuses to accept it, upload a photo for us to watch!”

“Ahhhh, passers-by said that Lingya is really a fairy. If I had her face, I would wake up with a smile every day.”

Wait and so on, in addition to licking face, there are other comparisons, tel que: “What’s the difference between the age of fifteen years old? My boss is handsome and rich, worth hundreds of billions of men and women who want to sleep in her Not too much, d'accord?!”

“C'est exact, don’t have too many people who want to give birth to monkeys!”

“As long as I think about it, let alone the age difference of fifteen years old, even twenty years old, there are a lot of people willing?!”

“À l'étage, you are super class, do you want to be invited to have tea?”

“Hahahahahaha.”

“The words are rough and not rough. With Lingya’s current worth and status, let alone she is still a beauty, even if she looks very ugly, she will have a lot of little milk dogs and little wolf dogs. I am happy to be wrapped up by her and kept for fun.”

“hahaha, c'est moi, as long as Ling is willing to cover and support me, I can post money hahahaha.”

“Don’t dream upstairs, do you have so much money to post to the boss?”

“Suddenly felt a crit.”

…

The online discussion was full of enthusiasm, Ling Ya could not have known it, her face turned dark, a large, luxurious hotel room, Ling Ya sitting on the sofa, watching the comments of the netizens, while looking at the bathroom with great depression.

The age difference of fifteen is something Ling Ya cannot care about no matter how confident she is. Quoi de plus, in front of Youyou, she is not confident at all.

So when Youyou came out of the bath, she saw Lingya pitifully grimacing, as if she would cry in a second.

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes:…

“Ling Ya, Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?”

Approaching Lingya curiously, Youyou’s voice was glutinous, her eyes filled with water vapor that had not dissipated: “Who is bullying you, Youyou help you beat him!”

“Une, bless you.”

Looking up at Youyou, Ling Ya reluctantly smiled, put the phone down, et dit, “Ce n'est rien, let me get a hairdryer to blow your hair.”

Youyou thought for a while and nodded: “D'accord, thank you Lingya.”

“Actually Youyou don’t have to say thank you to me, these are all voluntary.” I couldn’t help but complained to Youyou, Ling Ya got up to get the hair dryer, but the phone was stabbed and flashed on the sofa. .

Youyou went to see it curiously. Pendant ce temps, she often used Ling Ya’s mobile phone to play games, so at this moment, she didn’t mean to avoid taboos.

“quelle?”

“Lingya Lingya, come and see, there are so many people on Weibo who praise you!” Bent over, paddling her little hand on the smartphone, Youyou’s eyes were bright and she called: “He/they said you are long It has to look good, he has a lot of money, he doesn’t look like a 37-year-old man at all!”

Ling Ya:…

Pipi:…

Quickly took the hair dryer and ran towards Youyou, Ling Ya locked the phone screen, her tone a little stiff, and said to Youyou who was looking at him: “Ne regarde pas, Ce n'est pas bon!”

“Oh.”

With a soft oh sound, Youyou obediently sat on the sofa in a corner according to Ling Ya’s instructions, blinked and said, “Ling Ya is thirty-seven. It doesn’t look like it at all, super?”

Without noticing Ling Ya’s depression behind him, Youyou continued: “Ling Ya has a lot of fans, they are all boasting Ling Ya, and they said that they want to give Ling Ya a monkey?… But people are humans, and monkeys are monkeys. How can people and humans be born? singe?”

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes, who doesn’t know much about popular online language, is Xiaobai in terms of common sense. She continued to babble, making Lingya want to vomit blood.

“There are also bags and raises. Is that what it means on TV, and what are little milk dogs and little wolf dogs? Are they the same as monkeys?”

“Why are they all small animals?”

What Youyou just watched were all hot reviews, which were exactly what Ling Ya saw.

Turning on the hair dryer, Ling Ya stood behind Youyou and interrupted Youyou aloud: “D'accord, Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes, garçon, shall we blow our hair first.”

Let her continue to say this, she should have no room for herself!

“Oh oh oh.”

The obedient shut up and stopped talking, Wooyou rolled his eyes and started to harass Xixi: ‘What do those little animals mean? '

The corners of Xixi’s mouth twitched, but she also passed the information into Youyou’s mind.

'Bien, c'est comme ça. '

Il était tard dans la nuit, although the hotel room was very bright, but through the windows, some dark night could still be seen.

After Ling Ya dried Youyou’s hair, she also took a shower.

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes, d'autre part, is lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. She used to play games or watch anime at this point, but now she is on Weibo.

Puis, “Hey yeah, you are not happy.”

Pipi: [What’s the matter with the host. 】

Youyou pouted her mouth and didn’t speak. She waited until Ling Ya came out in a bathrobe before she became annoyed. She lay on the bed and tilted her head, and yelled at Ling Ya: “You are not allowed to pack or raise a little milk dog or a little wolf dog. What other dogs!”

Before Ling Ya could react with her wet hair, Youyou said, “Aussi, you are not allowed to have monkeys with others.”

When dealing with feelings, Youyou has always been domineering tight.

Whether it is family affection or other affection.

Ling Ya was slightly stunned when she heard the words, mais bientôt, she softly said hello.

Le voir, le petit **** the bed changed her face so fast that her smiling eyes were almost out of sight, Ling Ya smiled, and while wiping her hair with a towel, she tentatively said, “Is Xiao Youyou jealous?”

“Hmm.”

Nodded without shyness, Youyou hummed softly, et dit doucement, “Youyou don’t like it.”

“Super.”

Knowing that little girls are easily influenced by other people’s words or even jokes, Ling Ya picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message. Bientôt, those on the Internet contained “little milk dog”, “little wolf dog”, “sac, raise”, All the comments such as “raw monkey” disparu.

…

“Xiao Youyou, do you like me a little bit?”

Not daring to talk too much, the night was getting deeper, Ling Ya, who had finished her hair and skin, took Youyou in her arms and asked softly.

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes, who closed his eyes, didn’t speak, and Ling Ya didn’t urge him. In the quiet and yellow room, it took a long while before Ling Ya heard the little girl say.

“bien, J'aime ça.”

The girl’s voice was extremely soft and light, but in Lingya’s ears, it was undoubtedly her long-awaited redemption.

Gritting her teeth to restrain her excitement, Ling Ya’s eyes turned red, and she said word by word: “But I’m thirty-seven this year, and I will get old and ugly soon. D'ici là, will Youyou still like me? “

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes:…

Ling Ya:…

Xie Heng a pris quelques respirations profondes:…

Seeing Youyou, she kept silent, Ling Ya groaned in Youyou’s ear depressed: “Tu, tu!”

Even if she knew that the little girl was a perfect face, would she not lie to her by saying nice things, lie to her? !

“Hey, Ling Ya, you said too long, Youyou can’t imagine.” l'ouvrir, with dim and sleepy eyes, Youyou rubbed Ling Ya’s cheek softly with her cheek. Jiao: “Is it good to sleep? You are sleepy.”

“Non, Youyou must make this clear now.”

Ling Ya was particularly ruthless and refuted Youyou’s appeal.

“Hey, but Youyou really don’t know, Lingya is not ugly now.” For the stupid Youyou, the future is too far away, she can’t imagine it at all, but for the system Xixi, its The host has only one answer: [Trust my host, even if Lingya is ugly, you will like her. 】

Like the avatars and bodies in the past, they were not entirely beautiful people, such as ghosts, gu worms, and Feng Qing who was suffering from chronic illness. They were all ugly at first.

Woowoo was surprised when she heard: “Vraiment? '

Xixi hummed hard.

“D'accord, Lingya, Youyou will like you, no matter how ugly you become.” If you believe that the system is pretty, Youyou is next to Lingya, and wisely asked: “Et vous, if Youyou change Ugly, would you still like me?”

“Tromper, of course I would like it.”

Gentlely, she kissed Youyou’s eyebrows, Lingya hugged Youyou, and then whispered for a while before she put Youyou to sleep.

Le lendemain, everyone looked at Ling Ya and Youyou with weird eyes, and the director of “Pink Bubble”, Ling Ya’s friend Fu Jin, even pulled Ling Ya aside and asked. : “Qu'est-ce que tu as fait?”

On the topic of “Pink Bubbles” la nuit dernière, many comments were silently deleted by the system, and the popularity once dropped a lot.

Except for Ling Ya, Fu Jin couldn’t think of anyone who would do such a thing.

Listening to this, Ling Ya nodded faintly, et dit, “bien, Youyou don’t like those comments, quel est le problème, as-tu un avis?”

Fu Jin:…

Grinding his teeth viciously, Fu Jin rolled his eyes regardless of the image, et dit, “How dare I have any opinion on your old man?”

Seeing Ling Ya’s expression changed slightly, Fu Jin squeezed her throat, her attitude softened: “Pourquoi, it’s really lost?”

Ling Ya glanced at Youyou, humming.

“n'était-ce pas, I also watched Weibo last night. At fifteen, you really don’t care?… I know that young people like to take shortcuts to sugar daddy, especially you are beautiful and rich You’re rich….Pensez-y, fifteen years, it is estimated that when you die, she will still be alive….À ce moment-là, she will spend your money while using your wallet and raising those Little white face, little wolf dog, little milk dog, life is beautiful….Aren’t you afraid?”

Ling Ya:…

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