บท 448: Rubbing on the ground
Let them pick the anti-fans?
This woman was really arrogant.
Did she think that she was very likable? Now, she had the most anti-fans on the internet. The crazy marketing in the past two days had destroyed all the good feelings she had in the netizens 'hearts. Those who hated her were mostly true feelings. It was too easy to find a few crazy anti-fans.
In just three days, he had become her fan and even called her father?
In your dreams!
However, if she lost, she would call their father Yingluo.
The anti-fans took a look at the live broadcast camera and saw Luo Qiao's beautiful face, saying that she was rich and arrogant, and then they thought about what she had just done.
If they were to slap her face hard, press her to the ground and rub her face,
Just thinking about that scene made Yingying feel so good!
The anti-fans were suddenly a little excited. They got carried away and immediately sent the words " let's bet " to the bullet screen.
Luo Qiao looked at the neat rows of bullet comments on the screen. She cupped her chin and her eyes curved into a smile.
He laughed.
The netizens who knew her well felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw her like this.
I'm finished, I'm finished, I'm finished, Yingluo
She was going to start again with this woman.
They immediately started typing:
[ at this moment, the anti-fans have yet to realize the seriousness of the matter ]
[ anti-fans, you've been surrounded by Luo Qiao alone, run!! ]
[ anti-fans: danger. ]
[ haters-fans-]
[ hahahaha, you people are so annoying!! ]
The moment they saw Luo Qiao in this state, the old fans weren't worried about her at all. Instead, they were worried sick for the anti-fans.
……
After Luo Qiao finished her bet with the anti-fans, she looked at the time and estimated that it was time for Ming Siran to rest. She said, " "Alright, it's getting late, I'm going to rest. Goodbye, Children, Yingying."
In the image, she was fair-skinned and beautiful. She gently said goodbye to everyone. When she called out " little friend, " it simply made the bones of those who heard it melt.
That seemingly pampering tone and my attitude of watching you guys play around as if it was nothing, instantly pierced into everyone's hearts.
Even the anti-fans couldn't help but raise their heads and take another look at her.
It was the kind of beauty that he hated but had to admit.
And Luo Qiao seemed to know what effect her words would achieve, so she deliberately teased them. She smiled at the camera and said in a soft voice, " "Bye-bye, Yingluo."
[ Wayne is dead!! ] [ I'm going to make Wayne die without a burial place today! ]
[ f * ck!! ] Sister Qiao, what have you been through these two years! [ if you want my life, just say it! ]
[ sob sob sob sister, you're too beautiful, Yingluo ]
[ there's a taste, there's a taste of Papa Ming's taste!! ] [ by the way, I miss Ming's father. It's been two years. Please call him out and let our kangkang Live! ]
[ what do you mean? who is Ming's father? ]
……
Luo Qiao ignored the comments and turned off the live stream after she was done teasing them.
She took her phone down from the stand and went upstairs.
She pushed open the door to the study. Ming Siran was still working. Luo Qiao leaned against the door and looked at him. The man had his eyes lowered and was signing with a fountain pen in his hand. He looked so focused that he didn't notice her.
Luo Qiao looked at her for a while, then walked over.
As Ming Siran was writing, he felt a shadow looming over him, and the pen in his hand was taken away.
He raised his eyes.
The woman's hair drooped slightly as she looked at him from across the desk. She said softly, " "It's late, brother Siran."
She said,"it's time to sleep, Yingluo."
Ming Siran's gaze fell on her face, and he reached out to brush her hair, his eyes bright.
Luo Qiao looked at him for a few seconds, then leaned over to kiss him.
She placed her hand on the table and leaned over. Ming Siran's fair fingers landed on the back of her head and after a few kisses, he unconsciously tightened his grip on the back of her head. Luo Qiao's body went soft from the kiss and her hand suddenly lost its support and fell forward.
The two of them hit each other and Luo Qiao's face immediately wrinkled in pain.
"Ah Yingluo, your teeth hit me Yingluo"
Ming Siran's movements paused for a moment, and he could not help but chuckle. His laughter was deep and sexy, but he did not let her move. He pulled her hand down and looked down to check the place where he had knocked her. "Then let big brother see Yingluo."
Luo Qiao put her hand down and obediently let him look at her. From this position, she was slightly higher and with her eyes lowered, she could see the smooth lines of the man's face and his beautiful lips.
Her heart was extremely soft.
At such a close distance, his warm breath fell on her face and her face became warm. Luo Qiao couldn't help but reach out to touch him and touch his ear.
Ming Siran pulled her little hand down and lifted her chin slightly. He looked at her lips and frowned. "It seems to be a little swollen."
Just a little bit, not a big problem.
Luo Qiao snorted,"then you'll have to compensate me, Zhenzhen."
He raised his eyes lazily.
Luo Qiao met his gaze.
Ming Siran looked at her for a few seconds, his brows furrowing slightly. He did not say anything, but stood up and took her hand to the bedroom.
Once he was in the bedroom, his fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt.
Luo Qiao blinked and looked at him.
Ming Siran looked down at the woman. His movements were slow, languid, and elegant. He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, as if he was letting her admire him, but also as if he was admiring her.
His gaze landed on her face, and it moved down slowly without blinking.
Luo Qiao couldn't describe it. She only knew that it was a man's gaze, aggressive, dangerous and sexy.
Luo Qiao, who wanted him to make it up to her, couldn't help but avert her gaze. She was starting to regret it. She coughed lightly and turned to run.
She knew what she wanted to do with just one look and was one step faster. She wrapped her arms around her waist and carried her back. She leaned against her ear and laughed sexily, " "Where are you going? Hmm?"
……
……
It was late at night. Luo Qiao, who had a nightlife, had already fallen asleep peacefully. However, the bald, single netizens were still fervently surfing online.
The later it was, the more energetic the netizens were.
There were too many interesting points about Luo Qiao's livestream this time. Furthermore, she was at the peak of her popularity, so it was only natural for her to be on the hot search.
#Luo Qiao livestreaming with anti-fans #,#three-day bet #,#whoever loses is called dad #and other terms kept on rising.
When everyone saw that the anti-fan who had been scolding Luo Qiao had accidentally picked up the call and her face was revealed on the screen, they couldn't help but scream.
Their bad habit of feeling embarrassed for others had reappeared!
Luo Qiao was simply a devil herself!
Following that, they heard that Luo Qiao was going to make a bet with someone and that the anti-fans were letting the netizens pick.
Everyone's interest was piqued.
Were all rich people so stubborn these days? he really wanted to know how she was going to make those anti-fans become her fans.
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