Talking about love and delivering food

good or not?

That idiot is talking to himself——acting like a baby?

Does she pout when she's being coquettish?Will he pull her arm and wrap himself around him?Will the sound follow...

"Fairy..." The picture was so beautiful, Gu Qing just thought about it, and she felt that she was about to be climaxed by the idiot next door.

She let out a breath, shook off the imaginary images in her mind, touched her hot face, bit her lip and typed the reply word by word: "See what you do next."

Here, Sang Yu, who waited anxiously for a long time for a reply, didn't even know the ups and downs in the other party's heart, and sighed in her heart like a fool: The goddess is really too magnanimous...

After solving the serious problem in her heart, she can be said to be very refreshed, humming a nursery rhyme that is out of tune, and cheerfully replied to the message: "I will definitely behave well in the future, and I will not make the goddess angry again. [Be nice jpg]"

Gu Qingshi endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, "It's so good. [Touch the head jpg]"

Suddenly seeing that the prudent little pitiful was also infected by him, and even secretly brought an emoticon bag, Sang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, lifted his chin, and immediately typed a line of words: "Huh, huh, Of course, I am the most well-behaved girl in the universe. 【Show cute and roll jpg】"

Sang Yu, who was single until now, didn't feel that she and the opposite party had already fallen into a state of flirting in the chat style, and when she saw the comments that said she would take off her fan, she even responded to a few of them in a good mood.

——My friend, take off quickly, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, so don't cover yourself with prickly heat.

—Take it off!take off!take off!Don't hesitate, my friend!

——Look, look at you, don't worry, my friend, I can't get enough of my prosperity and beauty, so I don't want you to appreciate it.

……

After replying to a few comments, Sang Yu casually intercepted a few comments and sent them to the person opposite: "Hey, my black fans are probably also angry, and they are clamoring to take off their fans. [Screenshot of comment jpg 】”

Gu Qing, who has set special attention on people, knows the comments on her Weibo better than herself. It is not surprising to see the screenshots she sent over. She didn't even click on the pictures. After a casual glance, She replied: "Do you not mind if they say such nasty things under your comment?"

After the message was sent, Gu Qingshi thought about the idiot of the person next door, and followed up with another: "You, don't you know that Weibo has a function of 'turning off comments'?"

Speaking of this, Sang Yu's expression became more serious, "I know. When I saw particularly angry comments before, I thought about it. But, everything in the world probably has two sides!"

At the same time, because of Sang Yu's sudden favor on the comments of black fans in the comment area, the comment area once again exploded.

——Hey, I thought I would die of old age in Mengmengsang's harem, but I didn't expect to be favored in my lifetime.Especially Mengmengsang was worried that I would get prickly heat from covering it, and she was so moved to cry.

——MMP, Mengmengsang must be poisonous, so she replied to me with a comment, but I was so excited.

——Upstairs 10086, I thought I was the only one who was too deeply poisoned. Seeing that everyone was in this poisoned state, I finally felt relieved.

……

Speaking of which, Sang Yu's group of black fans are all of M physique, and a big part of the reason for turning a corner to make all kinds of fine complaints about her Weibo is to get her attention and hook her to tear her up .

It's a pity that Sang Yu's mentality is so stable, and the comments below her are blackened into a lump, she is still as stable as an old monk, and when there are not many comments in the meeting, she can happily chat with fans.However, in the face of [-] black fans like playing chicken blood, she can't even turn over the comments, where can she comment one by one, if she accidentally scans some fresh and refined comments or when she is in a good mood, She only picked two to reply.

It's so lonely that those M fans who are waiting to be ripped off by her, just a month ago, because of her incapacitated double-handedness, she didn't comment on the following flop for a month, her group of black fans turned out to be She was so precise that she left messages on her latest Weibo:

——Mengmengsang, do you dare to soak in the rain and dew, and reply to my comment once, and spoil me!

Moreover, it was still her poor little fan who ranked first in the comment area.

To be honest, when Sang Yu saw thousands of identical comments on her Weibo, she was really shocked. She has 100 million true fans on her big account, and she has never been able to organize the comment section like this neat and tidy.

The collusion of black fans is simply terrifying!

However, for Sang Yu at that time, the comment section this time was simply a salvation for that time.

During that time, under the pressure of public opinion, after she sent a letter of apology on Weibo, no matter it was the editor who was sincere to her, or the friends who were close friends in the circle, it seemed that they had lost confidence in her. Gossip, she experienced the difficulty of living for the first time.

However, when she saw such neat comments on the trumpet, she burst into tears with laughter, and for the first time, she took the trouble to reply to every comment below.

——Dare not, dare not, I am too old to bear it.Besides, I have three or three thousand black fans. If I want to be able to get even rain and dew, I really can't get it!

Although her reply was light and playful, only she knew how grateful she was to them in her heart.

As Weibo continued to receive reminders of new comments, Sang Yu returned to the message bar and quickly browsed through the latest replies she had received. She suddenly thought of a sentence, and when she returned to the private message page, she gave this sentence to The person sent over: "Have you ever heard a sentence, black to the depths of natural powder?"

Gu Qingshi withdrew from her Weibo comment section, raised her eyebrows when she saw her words, but remembered her reply just now, and couldn't help but reply: "Then you deliberately encouraged them to take off their fans?" ?”

Indeed, compared to the 100 million true fans on that idiot's account, the loyalty and unity of her [-] black fans are much higher, except for a few fans who are really black fans and will post disgusting and vulgar comments Except for the comments, the vast majority of people's comments are more like spoofs.

Of course, Sang Yu knew that her group of die-hard black fans were also shouting there, and it was impossible for her to lose fans because of her playing games, but facing her poor little fans, she somehow wanted to make a fuss, so she hesitated For two seconds, he bit his lip and tapped the screen slowly: "Then, will you take off your powder?"

"No, they will all cancel you, and I will not."

Sang Yu bit her lip again, and continued to tap the screen slowly: "Well, it would be great if they all took off their fans, I don't have to worry about the rain and dew, I just need to spoil you alone..."

After the message was successfully sent, Sang Yu, who was both aggressive and not courageous, hurriedly exited the private message interface. In just a short while, all the blood in her body seemed to be concentrated on her face, which was hot. She touched her face and was shocked. Feeling hot as hell.

When Gu Qingshi next door saw this message, she was so stimulated that her breath was unsteady, and she let out an unbearable low moan: "Damn..." She took three deep breaths in a row before suppressing it, and went to the next door. The urge to throw herself down with her flirtatious goblin.

After a long time, her turbulent emotions stabilized, and she raised her hand and replied to the other party heavily: "Okay!"

Although Sang Yu quit the private message interface, she has been waiting for the other party's reply. As soon as she saw the private message notification, she felt itchy and turned on the screen like she couldn't control it, only to see a perfunctory good When writing, I was full of expectations and a little disappointed.

This feeling is like when she confessed her love to someone and waited expectantly for the other party's reply, but the other party casually said "Oh, I see."

This feeling of disappointment is stronger than being rejected outright.

Of course, Sang Yu, who was obsessed with the authorities, didn't even realize what it meant for her mood to be clouded by this little fan all day long. She knew that when she saw the reply from the other party, she was disappointed, unhappy, or super unhappy. kind of.

Sang Yu, who had nowhere to vent her anger, started to let herself go on the trumpet again!

Mengmeng Sang Mengmeng: Empty words are not scary, whoever is afraid of embarrassment!For those friends who said they want to take off their fans, I have already written it down in a notebook. By ten o'clock in the evening, whoever does not take off their fans will be a puppy!

Gu Qing, who was still slowly replying to someone's private message, was still hesitating whether to send the edited message in the input box after careful consideration, when she saw her new Weibo, at that moment, she pointed Just clicked on the send button, "I'm the only one who loves me, this is what you said, golden words, but you can't go back on your word."

In her opinion, Sang Yu's new Weibo post is to clean up the harem for her. As for the other party's anger or something, she must not be able to get it.

Although Sang Yu likes to let herself go on the trumpet, she doesn't blog frequently. This trumpet has been open for three years, and the number of Weibo posts is less than a thousand. Like the recent one, one post a day is considered frequent. Two or something, never had.

From the fans' point of view, Mengmengsang's behavior of pampering several people at once today and posting so frequently is too abnormal. Fans who have become deeply in love with each other ran to her latest Weibo and cried bitterly. :

——Mengmengsang, I was wrong. From now on, you will post pictures of all kinds of shit on Weibo every day, and I will not say that you are a fan.

——The "walking giant dick" just now is dead, and now I am a "walking giant dick"!

——Hey, Zha Lang, why can't the nickname be changed every day, I have to wait for a month.

——Don’t be afraid upstairs, follow me, woof woof!

……

That's right, this group of true fans have already made up their minds about their status in people's hearts, thinking that they posted this Weibo because they were irritated by the comments they said they wanted to take off their fans.

As for the truth of the matter... emmm... this group of diehard black fans only found out after many years.

Horse riding, the fun between lovers!

The author has something to say: Next, there are other things in the third dimension, please take two days off.