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Chapter 958: The Black Fan of a Top Singer 31

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    Willow God¡¯s first cup of milk tea in winter: I¡¯ve already written the fanfiction of the hamster spirit, but now you¡¯re telling me that the hamster spirit is actually an animal trying to eat me, the Willow Goddess  monster?  I and he are gone.

    Little underpants of the willow god in winter: It's really disgusting. Fortunately, I thought he was cute the day before yesterday, so I saved his photo specially.  I'm going to delete the photo right now.  Don't let such a person contaminate my mobile phone.

    Willow God's warm water bag in winter: No, is it true or not?  I still can't believe it.  The male god Liumu looked at the hamster spirit eating, no matter how you look at it, they are all best friends, right?  Is the hamster spirit really this keyboard troll?

    I stay up all night chasing fans and I don't stop: Mom, what kind of bloody TV series is this "I regard you as my best friend, but you want me to die" routine?  I was lucky enough to see it in reality?  Eat melons on the front line!

    Is Fat House Happy Water better than Coke or Pepsi: Tsk tsk tsk, hold my Fat House Happy Water and eat big melons hhhhhhh.

    The little scarf of the willow wood god in winter: So this man is called Zhou Mian, which is really disgusting.  The name sounds nice, why is such a person?  I want to send a private message to Liumu Goddess, and tell him to get away from this guy as soon as possible.

    Willow God's little pillow in winter: This is a typical case of inadvertent making friends, right?

    There is a lot of noise on the Internet.

    Liu Mu held the phone and flipped through everyone's comments.

    He browsed at an extremely fast speed, and in a few blinks, he understood everyone's bad comments about Mu Ran.

    He clicked on the publishing interface, tapped Erlang's legs and leaned on the sofa, tapped lightly with his white fingertips, and typed with a smile on his face.

    "In this way, everyone will know that Mianmian is mine." The ambiguous words filled the entire room.

    The latest Weibo newly released by Liu Mu's personal account successfully made the technicians have to work overtime.

    The Weibo network has collapsed, and many people can't squeeze in.

    Regarding the riots on the Internet, Mu Ran knew nothing about it.

    He got up early in the morning, said goodbye to his grandma, got up and went to school.

    What delicious food will Liu Mu bring him at noon today?

    Mu Ran's stomach was singing empty city tricks.

    I can't wait to usher in noon immediately.

    It wasn't until he sat down that he realized that the students around him looked at him a little strangely.

    Those eyes were not disgusting, but ratherexcited.

    Mu Ran frowned suspiciously.

    The curiosity in his heart prompted him to ask what happened at the front table.

    The front desk looked shocked: "Don't you know?"

    "What?" Mu Ran stared at his beautiful eyes, and wrote "I don't know" brightly.

    The front desk An resisted his excitement, picked up the phone for a while, and handed it to Mu Ran.

    The front desk watched Mu Ran's reaction expectantly.

    His eyes fell on the phone screen, and the familiar feeling of suffocation rushed to his brain.

    Mu Ran clicked on Weibo stiffly.

    Liu Mu's latest Weibo text is: Hush.  Being found out, Mianmian will be very unhappy.

    The accompanying picture is Mu Ran's black mobile phone.

    The lit phone displays several latest comments.

    The childish words full of comments are childish.

    If you don't know, I'm afraid you will think that he is acting like a baby to others.

    Comments are even more varied:

    The first cup of milk tea in the winter of Liumu male god: I am dumbfounded!  This Weibo contains too much information, and my brain can't react (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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