I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

If I can't remember her after one or two times, I can just hang around her hundreds of times. Wouldn't the two of us become friends then?

Sister Zhaai wants to play with Shuiyin, who is an expert in this field. If she helps her where she needs it, maybe the two of them can become best friends.

Then Zhajie’s resources will become her resources.

Xiao Qingcheng has his own set of principles in doing things.

I have almost gained enough favor with Zhajie today, so I just sent a floating message and left.

Kang Xiaorou had just found the headphone cable and was about to thank Xiao Qingcheng, but she found that the person had already left, and she felt very sorry.

She still wanted to establish a good relationship with Xiao Qingcheng. Qingcheng Entertainment was one of the top three guilds in Shuiyin, so it must have a lot of resources and connections, and these resources and connections meant money.

She was extremely envious.

Xiao Qingcheng spent more than 20 million at level 75, and he was not stingy with her and spent 33,000.

But if she wants to curry favor with Xiao Qingcheng, she will definitely not be stingy in using Qingcheng Entertainment's resources on her.

While Xiao Qingcheng was making her own plans, Kang Xiaorou also started making her own plans.

Both of them wanted to use the other as a springboard, unaware of the other's calculations.

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evening.

The originally deserted Zhaoshan Academy was now brightly lit.

Luo Mingchuan pushed open the door excitedly, but his good mood was completely destroyed when he saw the "two generals Heng and Ha" behind Wen Wan.

He felt uncomfortable all over, as if his territory was invaded.

He wanted Wen Wan to return to Zhaoshan Academy, just her.

His gaze switched back and forth between the two extra faces, finally settling on Henry's.

foreign friends.

He retracted his icy gaze and pretended not to care.

He walked up to Wen Wan and said in a cheerful tone, "Welcome home, Master."

As he spoke, he took her hand and was about to kiss the back of her hand, but suddenly a hand reached out. Fortunately, he braked quickly, otherwise his lips would have landed on the back of that hand.

Luo Mingchuan was interrupted and looked up at the owner of the hand. The fox's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Henry grabbed Luo Mingchuan’s arm with his backhand.

Even though he was not good at speaking Imperial English, he understood when Luo Mingchuan called Wen Wan "Master".

A sense of crisis alarm sounded in my mind.

He is Wen Wan's most loyal servant, and Luo Mingchuan has no chance of taking his job.

"Wash your hands." Henry tightened his grip on Luo Mingchuan's arm. "There are bacteria. Miss's hands are dirty."

"I don't understand." Luo Mingchuan pursed his lips helplessly, "International friends."

Henry repeated it in his broken imperial language.

"Oh." Luo Mingchuan replied calmly, then looked at Wen Wan pitifully, "Will the master dislike me?"

"Do you think I dislike you?" Wen Wan asked instead of answering.

Luo Mingchuan tilted his head, his fox eyes misty, and the red mole at the corner of his eye gleamed with a strange light. "Master has two new loves, so it's only natural that he dislikes me. After all, it's human nature that the old ones are not as good as the new ones."

Suddenly the whole living room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

His expression and tone were aggrieved, like a poor abandoned child.

Henry was confused by what he heard, but when he saw Luo Mingchuan was about to cry, he thought that his words were too harsh and made him sad.

A little anxious, he started explaining to Wen Wan with gestures and excitement.

"Miss, I didn't bully him."

Wen Wan knew, of course, that Henry had not bullied Luo Mingchuan. It was just that Luo Mingchuan's acting was too stable, and people who didn't know him would be fooled.

What's more, Henry didn't understand these twists and turns, otherwise he wouldn't have been deceived by Qin Zhizhi.

"He is the one who bullies me."

Luo Mingchuan still said with a wronged look.

He was just bullying Henry, not knowing the Imperial language, and making random complaints.

"Okay, I'll let you hold my hand. Is that okay?" Wen Wan gently held Luo Mingchuan's hand back.

Luo Mingchuan placed her little hand in his hot palm and stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.

"No." Luo Mingchuan pointed to his cheek with his other free hand, "Unless the master gives me a reward."