The king has shown extreme disdain for online comments.
What's the use of being smart.
If it wasn't for money, would you have the right to speak
Without the right to speak, the director can let you watch the surveillance
[Miss, don't listen to these people on the Internet, it's all fake! 】The prodigal is serious.
"I think they're right." Complimenting me on being good-looking and smart, what's wrong! ? There are not many people in this world who tell the truth!
【… 】Oh right!
The King chose to escape.
Pissed off the system!
Chuzheng's clarification video has already explained the problem.
It's a bit difficult to clean up.
Moreover, Chuzheng also discovered that there are other sailors, which are constantly black and simple.
Chu Zheng thought about it secretly, it should be Wen Yanyu.
Wen Yanyu knew that simplicity was the person Chu Anyang liked, so how could it make her feel better
It's really pitiful and simple - so in order to make this little white rabbit even more difficult, Chu Zheng also bought a wave of sailors.
[Chuzheng Little Cutie: Only I found out that our little cutie seems to be... a little different? ]
[Chuzheng Fans Support Association: I also found out that the little cutie is colder than before, is it because of the breakup? ]
[The little deer in the morning: It must be because of the big pig's hoof. Don't be sad, little cutie, we are all here, we will always be with you. ]
[I hope that the flowers will bloom as before: If something is broken, it will be on the hot search, so can't you talk about national affairs? ! ]
[Chuzheng Fan Support Club: Did you have a second child? Can I pay personal tax to the state? //@hope the flowers will bloom as before: if something is broken, it will be on the hot search, can't you say something about national affairs? ! ]
[Warm Sun in Winter: The little cutie seems to have really changed. She used to be soft and cute, but now she is a goddess of coldness! Can't we just call her cutie? ]
[Chuzheng's little lover: Look at our little cute Weibo certification! ! ]
The certification under Chuzheng Weibo has become the 'God of Fortune in the entertainment industry'.
[Chuzheng Fan Support Club: Little Cutie has recharged! ]
[Time is memory: What kind of fairy certification is this, seriously? ? Hahaha, is there something wrong with the Weibo authentication system? ]
[Chuzheng's little lover: This certification is absolutely amazing, the God of Wealth is in charge hahaha, the little cutie is going to get rich. ]
[Warm Sun in Winter: Get Rich +1]
[Chuzheng Fan Support Club: Get Rich +2]
[Fawn in the Morning: Get Rich +10086]
Chuzheng's clarification video didn't survive for a long time, and it was brushed down by #神仙certificate##this certification charged money#.
It was soon discovered that the certifications of Chuzheng and Fengwang were very similar.
But the two of them couldn't hit each other.
Can't find a photo of the two of them in the same frame.
Therefore, everyone just thought it was a coincidence and did not go into detail.
But Feng Wang didn't think so.
When there was no movement in the private message on Weibo, he sent a WeChat message, and the message alert sound of ding ding dong dong made Liangxi stare at Chuzheng.
[Universe Invincible Handsome Lord Feng Wang: Junior Sister, you even plagiarized me for certification, do you have a crush on me? ]
[Universe Invincible Commander Feng Wang: I warned you, don't have a crush on me, I have a gold master. ]
[Chuzheng: Do you mind changing a gold master? ]
[Universe Invincible Handsome Lord Feng Wang:… ]
[Universe Invincible Handsome Lord Feng Wang: Little Junior Sister, don't be yin and yang. ]
[Transfer] Please confirm receipt of money
Feng Wang was taken aback by the sudden news.
[Transfer] Please confirm receipt of money
[Transfer] Please confirm receipt of money
[Transfer] Please confirm receipt of money
…
The entire screen is full of transfer information, regardless of scrolling up.
Feng Wang put his phone on the table, shrank back on the sofa, and stared at the phone as if he were staring at a monster.
A few minutes later, Feng Wang groped around on his body.
The medicine bottle rolled out of his clothes pocket.
Feng Wang took it twice before picking it up, opening the bottle cap and pouring out the medicine.
"cough cough..."
Feng Wang was choked, the bitter taste of the tablet spread in his throat, and he went to find water in a panic.
Feng Wang's body suddenly crooked, and he fell directly.
"boom-"
Feng Wang fell to the ground, raised his hand and touched his forehead.
Warm blood smeared on his fingers and slowly flowed down the palm of his hand.
Feng Wang pressed his forehead and quickly reached for the phone.
Blood flowed down the brow.
Feng Wang closed one eye, and the hand that opened the phone trembled a little.
He held down the voice, and his voice could not tell whether it was trembling or nervous: "Lan Ling... I'm bleeding!"
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Feng Wang didn't dare to move, he sat stiffly on the ground, his eyes were closed and he didn't dare to open, the tip of his nose was full of the smell of blood.
The hand holding the sofa was so pale that it lost its blood.
click-
Feng Wang heard the door open.
"Why is it taking so long?" Feng Wang closed his eyes, turned his head towards the door with his voice, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Help me... help me deal with it."
Feng Wang frowned slightly when he heard the footsteps.
The sound is not right...
As soon as this thought flashed through, Feng Wang felt that the person was approaching him, and then he vacated the whole body and was placed on the sofa in an instant.
A figure suddenly flashed in Feng Wang's mind, and he said in doubt, "Little Junior Sister?"
I can't remember the smell on her body.
"Ok."
"why you?"
"Give me your voice."
voice...
Didn't he send it to Lan Ling
Made a mistake
It is also possible to send the wrong message. At that time, her message was in the first one, and Lan Ling should be in the second one. He may have made a mistake...
Chuzheng looked at Feng Wang's forehead, and said calmly, "A little injury, do you need someone to help you deal with it?"
Feng Wang's body was a little tense, but he quickly slid into the sofa: "I'm used to being served, of course I need it."
Chu Zheng ignored his bragging.
The gold master is the one who blows it out, will someone serve him
"medicine chest?"
"..." Feng Wang instinctively pointed in a direction: "See if there is anything in that cabinet."
Chuzheng looked in the direction of Feng Wangzhi.
She got up and walked over.
The medicine chest was not found.
But she saw a lot of medicine bottles in the cupboard.
Chuzheng picked up one, put it in his pocket quietly, and found a medicine box next to it.
"It's like this at home, what are you doing at home?" Are you dancing? !
"Accidental." How dare Feng Wang say that he was uneasy because of the things she posted.
Chuzheng pokes Kai Fengwang's hand and cleans up the blood on the edge first.
The wound is no longer bleeding, and the dried blood is not easy to clean up.
Chuzheng was so close, Feng Wang could even feel her breathing.
Scanned once and for all.
With a crisp, itchy feeling.
"It can be opened." Chu Zheng said.
Feng Wang turned his head away and asked hesitantly, "Has the blood been cleaned up?"
"Ok."
Feng Wang closed his eyes tightly, but didn't open them: "Take the blood-stained things away."
Chuzheng paused: "Are you dizzy?"
"..." Feng Wang pursed his lower lip and said in a low voice, "Well."
"Wait a minute."
Chuzheng took all the blood-stained things to the door, and then gave him medicine. The wound is not big, and a Band-Aid can fix it.
"Okay."