[I already believe it is true... The photo naturally has no trace of ps at all. 】
[Haha, idiot! Come to rub our Qiuqiu heat again? Want to be red, want to be crazy, you! 】
[Qiu Yi's stupid fan is too terrible, what did they give you, so protect him? 】
[To be honest, if this is true, Qiu Yi is really a disgusting man. 】
[Support the blogger, the blogger hold on! 】
[There is a good show tonight, what's your sleep? Get up! 】
[Sit and wait for the stone hammer below, just came out of Qiqi's Weibo, wow all kinds of photos, Xue Shuang and Qiu Yi are so close, ghosts can see, they both have jq? 】
[I really want to know what the so-called ex-girlfriend of Bai Lianhua looks like, who actually seduce Qiu Yi to give up such a good-looking young lady, don’t want to eat back the grass? 】
…
There was a lot of news, and Su Kui’s Weibo even started to appear stuck.
Therefore, in order to prevent the system from swallowing her long Weibo, she edited it first and then copied it, which was much easier.
Soon, the second long Weibo was posted, with this kind of picture attached, and every time a stone hammer was placed, the corresponding picture would be sent out.
Qiu Deshuang: Oh, I probably forgot to say before. This ex-girlfriend once abandoned Qiu Yi in order to go abroad. Qiu Yi once went to her house to find her, but was finally blasted out by her parents.
I don’t know how deep it is to love to forget these humiliations? They are together, loving and loving, as if they were blessed by everyone, and it seems that my dedication over the years is more like a fool.
I didn't live with Qiu Yi because he was too busy, and I was reluctant to live in our ruined rental house and still live there today.
I wanted to ask him something in the past, but I didn't expect to witness a scene of a live erotica with my own eyes, but now I feel a little bit too slow. Probably their sex was too dedicated, and they didn't even notice that I was here. The phone snapped a few pictures. Although they are not high-definition, they should be able to see the layout of his living room and Qiu Yi himself
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There are still some audio and other things left, which may be used as evidence for later litigation and will be retained for the time being.
As soon as these photos were released, the people who ate melons couldn't say anything except humiliation.
[Fuck, fuck! 】
[Blogger, you are so awesome, can I touch your trophy? 】
[Very good, Qiu Yi's affectionate design has finally collapsed, and it has long been seen as unpleasant to him. 】
[Haha, wait for your face, bloggers, don't be so arrogant! 】
[Some people who eat melon are really annoying, listening to the wind is rain, just these one-sided words, what can they prove? 】
[Sorry, the writing is wonderful, but I still choose to believe in Qiuqiu. 】
[Hey, don’t Qiu Yi’s fans really have three views? The evidence is in front of me, so I'm going to put on a posture that I don't listen, I don't listen, you are ruthless, you are cruel, and you are unreasonably making trouble. Isn't it disgusting? 】
[It is said that there is a stone hammer, wait, there will be a good show tonight. 】
[Qiu Yi is stunned over there, right? There is no response yet, the public relations are not enough! 】
At this time, Qiu Yi, who had been sprayed with blood by many people eating melons, and his public relations team were already busy going round and round.
Fu Mingxin hung up another gossip blogger and sat down tired.