Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 135 Responding to Information

It was almost ten o'clock when we returned after eating the hot pot.

An Qianyin was a little full from eating, so she turned on her computer and logged on to Weibo as soon as she got back to her room.

Upload a few photos, which were repaired by myself before.

I haven't been on it for a while, but I didn't expect that the number of fans has increased a lot. Many fans left messages and bloggers want to leave with pictures.

The latest photographs were all taken in Yundu City. Some sharp-eyed people recognized this place and left a message on Weibo whether it was this city.

An Qianyin replied yes to the other party's comment. Not long after, there were several comments below, all asking if she was here now, and someone wanted to ask for the specific address.

She picked a few comments to answer, and the answers were relatively safe, and she didn't reveal too much.

After finishing it, she turned off the computer, picked up the mobile phone and wrote back to Beimi. After she sent the message asking her to come and play together when she went to the bathroom, the middle message has not been interrupted.

This time, she posted several photos of her trying on swimsuits, letting her decide which type of swimsuit she would wear to swim suits An Qingze's taste.

Looking at these photos, An Qianyin had a bad idea, and sent a few words: The one with the naked eye is the best, and he likes this type.

Bei Mi: Ah, how is that so embarrassing (covers face shyly)

after awhile.

Bemy: (shy) Then listen to you, just this one!

Followed by a series of shy emoticons.

An Qianyin smiled wantonly at the phone, thought for a while and decided not to play with her, and then she explained the truth: I'm lying to you, he doesn't like this kind of revealing one, I think the blue one suits his taste.

Bemy: ? ?Is it true this time?

An Qianyin: You can wear that revealing dress if you want, to accentuate your figure, anyway, he doesn't mind.

Bemy: Don't...don't...I'm a nice quiet girl.

Quiet?

Gentle?

This is obviously Lu Yaoguang's character...

Miss Bei has nothing to do with it.

She typed a series of ellipses in the past, expressing her sincere dislike and contempt.

After exiting the chat box, An Qianyin found that Professor Nan had already replied to the message.

Click in to see, it was an hour ago.

His reply was simple: look at you.

The message she sent was asking when to see Xiao Yi's gift, but she didn't think it was up to her to think about it in the end.

There is no time for two days on weekends, because I want to go to the beach to play, so I can only choose to go when I have no classes.

An Qianyin typed a few words and sent them, about Friday afternoon.

He quickly came back with one word: good.

She looked at the chat box and hesitated for a long time, thinking whether to ask about the pen.

At that time, he clearly refused to want the gift in the car, but he still left it there on purpose, and he didn't know how he dealt with it, after all, he didn't like it at the time.

Just when she was about to give up asking and delete all the words, there was an extra message in the chat box.

It was he who sent it: Thank you for the gift, I like the pen very much, don't do this again in the future.

An Qianyin: emmm... alright.

Nan Caijie: What does this letter mean?
An Qianyin: It doesn't have a fixed meaning, it's like an emoticon pack, to enliven the atmosphere.

Nan Caijie: Well, it's late, go to bed early.

An Qianyin: Follow orders!

On the other side of the phone.

He looked down at the chat box, and the white light hit the cold facial features, softening them a bit.

After a pause, he put away the phone, crushed the smoke between his fingers, and exhaled the last thick smoke ring.

Thinking of the words Duan Shaoheng said to himself when he came back a few hours ago, his pretty brows frowned suddenly.

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the office chair, folded his hands in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and turned to look at the photos on the table.

Micro pause.

Then take your clothes and go to the bathroom to change.

(End of this chapter)