You don't understand the pain of being rich

Ning Chao didn't know how Xiao Huang felt.

He's not feeling well.

After reading an article in which the character design of the protagonist is very similar to that of Xiao Huang, he suddenly lost the mood to ask Jin Jiang for philosophical questions.

After all, Xiao Huang is innocent.

So far, Xiao Huang has been dragged in.How pitiful he is!When the meeting adjourned today, everyone was astonished.

For a while, he was afraid that Ming Ran would ask him if he told Ning Chao, and for a while, he was afraid that Ning Chao would tell him something that he couldn't digest.

Ning Chao had an epiphany, but Ming Ran didn't understand.

What little yellow text is not small yellow text, so wild? !

Watching Xiao Huang Wen by his side?

Regardless of whether you are Xiao Huang's Wen or Xiao Huang's Xiao Huang Wen, Ming Ran's expression is complicated: "...Get out of the car and go home."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Ning Chao was behind him, with a more complicated expression.

Wow, it's burning brightly.

...does this like me?Is this really chasing me? !

Don't you coax me?Don't even praise me?

Ning Chao secretly doubted himself.

Or did he misunderstand, Ming Ran didn't want to have a date with him?

Ning Chao entered the door, and hadn't spoken to Ming Ran, but when he looked up, he saw Ning Haozhu crouching on the chandelier in the hall.

Ning Chao took a breath of cat-smelling air.

"Huh!"

Ming Ran turned around, and saw Ning Chao asking anxiously: "How is the quality of your chandelier? How is the load-bearing capacity?!"

Ming Ran: ...?

The chandelier in this lobby is really rich.

It's the kind of place where Northeast bathing centers change shoes and give you oversized chandeliers to hang on.

A large disc light bulb emits many branch-shaped metal sheets, like octopus tentacles.

There is a light bulb on each tentacle, and there are wooden tassels hanging under the entire chandelier.

Pretty.

Not only is it pretty, but it's also extraordinarily attractive to cats.

Ming Ran looked at Ning Chao's embarrassed expression.

Ning Chao: "...we have pigs on our heads."

Ming Ran raised his head, hey, there really are pigs!

Ning Haozhu squatted on the round plate, squinting his eyes, honest and honest, with a gratifying orange momentum.

Ming Ran knew that the chandelier was strong and would not fall off, but Ning Haozhu was also dead.Fit kitty, full of muscles, is really heavy.

Ming Ran doesn't think that Ning Howling Pig can land safely in case of crisis.

He hurriedly wanted to take the ladder to carry Ning Haozhu down again.

However, Ning Howling Pig, a little cat with a personality, is not allowed to be hugged or touched.

Keep rubbing back.

Ming Ran had no choice but to take something to tease it to step on its own back and jump down.

While the two of them were busy, Old Tang called again.

Said that a magazine official Weibo that I shot before asked Sn4 to forward it.

An artist's Weibo is generally managed by both the assistant and the person himself. Of course, there are some companies that are more ruthless, and the initiative is entirely on the assistant.

Shengshi Entertainment is more relaxed here, and the initiative is more inclined to the artists themselves.

Originally, it was enough to retweet the Weibo assistant to figure it out. I don't know what Old Tang is doing there, or what if he is too busy, so he sent a copy and asked them to figure it out by themselves.

Ning Chao looked at Ming Ran who was bowing his waist and sticking out his buttocks, and was reasonable: "Come on, I'll help you do it together."

Ming Ran hesitated for a moment, as if recalling something.

Then he handed the phone to Ning Chao.

The phone that Ming Ran handed over has already been unlocked.

Ning Chao clicked on Weibo.

He is a gentleman!How could it be possible to secretly browse other people's WeChat?

Helping Ming Ran forward Weibo, of course Ning Chao only reads Weibo.

Click on Weibo, find the official Weibo, turn it on and it's ok, the copywriter Old Tang has already given it...

As soon as he clicked in, Ning Chao retracted his double chin.

Wow!What is this?

What is this homepage? ?

Ning Chao: Wow, is this something I can watch?

[Chao Chao's beauty prprpr: Knock up, friends! !Ah, brainstorming!If Chao is an unfavored little prince, raised by such a kind little eunuch as the captain, the captain just wants to live a peaceful life in this palace, but the way he looks at him is getting more and more strange...]

Ning Chao:? !

Of course something is wrong with the way I see him!

There is already a eunuch in the family, that is Ning Haozhu!There can be no second eunuch in the family! !

[Little wolf cub Chao Chao’s little braid: Knock it well. In the latest group roundup, they play Werewolf Killing. After Xiao Chao got the werewolf card, he learns how to howl like a wolf. The whole team saw through it. The captain who also got the werewolf card was so angry. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! kswl!How could someone be excited to howl like a wolf after getting a werewolf card! 】

Ning Chao: I was beaten!

You are a fake fan, your idol was beaten and you still hahaha!

[Crispy Poached Egg with Peas_wea: It's so good, woo woo woo I swear this couple must be true, live together and raise cats, Chao also shows that they are very good at raising cats, damn it!Not only is it good at raising cats, but it is also good at raising you!Go to sleep, don't let him run away!He is super rich, considerate and good-looking! 】

Ning Chao: Pull out the chicken and run away.

He tilted his head and looked at Ming Ran who was struggling with Ning Howling Pig with a cat teasing stick.

Click on the personal homepage of this Weibo.

Very good, look at this nickname.

He has the demeanor of Ning Dynasty.

It's just the other way around.

Mingran’s Weibo is called——

[If you are beaten, you will also knock on cp]

If God can speak, then he must be laughing wildly at this moment.

Clam?Ning Chao, you don't think that you are the only one with vest and trumpet!

Now that the Internet is so developed, and in the Internet age, who doesn't have a Weibo trumpet!Without a microblog account, how can you dominate the Internet situation!

Ming Ran also has a small Weibo account!

Although God didn't laugh wildly, Ning Chao was about to laugh wildly.

Ning Chao: Hahahaha!

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive!

Mingran, Mingran, good you Mingran!

I knew you were not a living Conan Direnjie Holmes with three heads and six arms, you also have today!

I dropped four vests in front of you!A whole four!

Now it's finally your turn! !

Ladies and gentlemen of the audience, look, what a Ning Dynasty.

His heart was trembling, but his hands were not shaking, and he clicked into the microblog content of this microblog account from his personal homepage.

let me be healthy

I, Kangkang, let me see Ming Ran what you, a bad man with big eyebrows and big eyes, are doing secretly!

Click in to have a look.

The first is a lot of forwarding.

Frantically reposted Ning Chaozhan's picture.

Very polite, and said [Thank you for accepting the picture] [Thank you for taking the picture] [Thank you for sneaking a peek at the second pass].

Then there are a lot of likes.

Like the beautiful pictures of Chao Chao, or the cp text cp pictures of Ning Chao x Ming Ran.

Ning Chao was shocked.

Hey, there are very few wives who draw pictures for the whole group, but the quality of the cp pictures is too high!

Is your heart all here? ! !

Scroll down again.

I also have my own original Weibo.

[I changed my name, I can see my heart clearly.As he said, if you live once, you must be reckless! 】

[He smells so good today, sweet and rusty, my heart beats faster.I thought this idiot used perfume secretly, but he said no, he used the shower gel from the shower room on the first floor.I am shocked to ask the question mark, that is for bathing the cat! !My heartbeat is gone. 】

[Why do some people stay up in the middle of the night and scold cats on the stairs. 】

[If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, not when I see him peel off the skin of the sausage in the refrigerator and eat it when I cook noodles in the morning, leaving the meat there. 】

[Why, he would, try to grow vegetables in the garden.What is self-sufficient small-scale peasant economy? He is very professional? ? 】

[Very well, looking through the past Weibo, I wanted to record the ambiguous moments, but the result is all silly criticism of daily life. 】

Ning Chao: ... Wow?Is this something that can be seen in the morning?

He tasted it for himself for a while.

It seems that now, there is no need to doubt whether Ming Ran really wants to have a date with him.

Ming Ran, it's true, I want to do it.

It's true, it's true that I secretly knocked CP on the official trumpet.

Ning Chao didn't quite understand.

When he was hit by cp, wow, he was very dry!

What Luan Dai x Min Wu, the ambiguous and entangled poetry and literature in Feng Hua Xue Yue, just one look, and Ning Chao will have a heart attack.

What Ning Chao x Ming Ran, his mind is full of the masterpiece cp literature written by Min Wujiyou, every time he thinks of this cp, the hood of Ming Ran's car is in front of his eyes.

He doesn't understand, is it sweet to knock your own cp? ?

Bright burning: sweet.Knock out!

Chao Chao in cp literature is not silly at all!

Domineering towards the court, flirting online.

Little Sunflower cp class starts now!Knocking cp too much, what should I do?

Look at Ning Chao in reality, did you fall into this domineering and charming Chao Chao with a smile, or this scheming and cold Chao Chao?

No, no, that Chao Chao who went to eat sausage skins in the refrigerator in the middle of the night was mine.

Yes, this is what I lost.

Over there, Ming Ran teased Ning Howling Pig down.

He walked in front, Ning Haozhu followed behind, and Lao Wu called.

He came over, wiped his hands, and asked casually, "Is it finished?"

Ning Chao raised his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.

Ming Ran: ...No?Could it be that he didn't cut his number?Won't? !

Careless, he should confirm it.

He was afraid that he would appear to distrust Ning Chao if he hesitated too much, so he hesitated and thought about it for a while, then handed over the phone.

Ning Chao, after all, is a devil.

He set up Ming Ran's mobile phone, just like when Ming Ran set up [Min Wu]'s Jinjiang Literature City author column interface, he directly set up the Weibo personal homepage of [Being Beaten and Knocking CP] to Ming Ran. look.

He even deliberately said: "Knock CP? Knock Ningchao x Mingran's CP? Knock CP at the official end?"

Ming Ran, standing in place, closed his eyes.

...It turns out that this is the shame after losing a horse! !

He just understood!

Sure enough, the hammer didn't hit my jio finger, so I didn't feel any pain!

Ming Ran began to struggle: "...This is my personal hobby."

Ning Chao would not let him go so easily.

"Wow, your personal hobby is knocking your own CP?"

Ming Ran: "Yes, you are not allowed to control."

Ning Chao grinned, pinching Ming Ran's phone and shaking it from side to side.

"Why don't you let me take care of it?"

Hey, after saying this, Ming Ran fell silent instead.

Bright eyes are beautiful.

At this moment, looking at Ning Chao, thousands of thoughts are in his eyes.

Ning Chao couldn't see any kinds of thoughts.

He only felt that Ming Ran was looking at him directly.

Ming Ran: "I will not trouble you, nor will I let myself down...so just wait."

——You are there, so I will overcome all difficulties and go to you.

Ming Ran left after speaking.

Ning Chao in the back couldn't help laughing.

What, I thought Ming Ran was very brave, but he lost his horse and still had to run away.So cute, hahaha!

"Hey! Stop!"

His name is Ming Ran.

Ming Ran stopped, turned his head, and looked back suspiciously.

Ning Chao stretched out his right index finger, tapped the base of the ear lightly, and raised his eyebrows: "Your ears are red."

Bright burning: ...

Ming Ran turned around and went upstairs!

Ning Haozhu followed behind, and Lao Wu and Lao Wu couldn't stop.