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Chapter 17 The Demon God Likes Qiao Wei

Without this sentence!

She doesn't know how to face him in the future!

"Master, do you have any misunderstanding about the word joke!" Qiao Wei looked embarrassed.

Xiao Zifan: "Yes!"

Qiao Wei: "..."

Xiao Zifan returned to his usual cold tone: "So, we won't open it in the future!"

Qiao Wei: "..."

The two said they were going offline with one fight, but they punched three times abruptly.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the game was completely over.

I don't know if it was because of the joke that she stranded, but Qiao Wei played the last three games a little absent-mindedly.

Especially for her who usually fell asleep after touching the pillow, she tossed and turned several times today before she fell into a light sleep.

Xiao Zifan quit the game only after seeing Smiling Weiliang's profile picture turned gray.

She opened another mobile phone on the table, stared at the friend she just added - Smiling Wei Liang, lost her mind for a while.

The fingertips went in and out of the input box several times.

There was a slight curve on his face.

He finally had an aboveboard way to contact her.

This step, he walked for seven years.

When I quit WeChat, I scanned an unread message.

[Demon god, hello, I am Shen Mengyao who recorded the show with you today. ]
Pulled directly into the blacklist.

Xiao Zifan reached out and lit a cigarette out of habit.

The moment he put it into his mouth, his fingertips paused for a moment.

Maybe because he held her hand for a whole day, there is still a hint of fruity sweet fragrance left on his fingertips.

I don't know if it's the smell of her usual skin care products.

However, this taste is really addictive.

Especially late at night like this...

Xiao Zifan flicked the phone casually with his hand, and saw Mao Xiansen's unread messages.

【Boss!There is a lyric that is well sung, you have to control yourself, that is... emmmm, you should read it yourself! 】

Then I followed a link below, and there is an emoticon pack of the boss holding on.

The slender fingertips clicked in.

I just saw the post of #顶峰物雅首首，妖神乔维花式秀恩爱#, which has already broken tens of millions.

Xiao Zifan's fingertips paused.

"I just finished checking the monthly exam results, and saw that bitch Qiao Wei gave me a green! How angry..."

"This Qiao Wei's play is so damn good! Who is the bald guy who slept with Star Entertainment to have such a big backstage!"

"Upstairs, did you really look at the picture carefully? It's obviously a demon god holding Qiao Wei's hand. It's meaningless for you to scold like that!"

"Damn it, how much did you fucking take from Qiao Wei to let you clean her up like this?"

"What the hell, wouldn't she be put to sleep by Qiao Wei's bastard too..."

"Agree!"

"Agree +1"

"I agree with +10086..."

Every time Xiao Zifan's fingertips swipe, the color of his eyes will become darker.

In the end, his eagle eyes were as deep as the night sky at this time, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Stuffing out the cigarette on her finger, she clicked on Qiao Wei's Weibo.

After she reposted the Weibo of the program group, she clicked a like.

"...!!!!"

"What's the situation???...The hand slipped?"

"What did I see? The demon god didn't like the micro-like of the program officer, but liked the post forwarded by Qiao Wei???"

"Emmmm, this must not be true! Could it be that the account of the demon god was hacked by someone invited by Qiao Wei?"

"Ha! What a joke, Qiao Wei is so awesome, why didn't she go to heaven!"

(End of this chapter)