Lin Heran: [Damn, I fucking thought you sent me some small website for color. I was just about to take a screenshot here and I sent it to your wife.]

Lin Heran: [What is your standard canvassing position in the circle of friends of middle-aged and elderly people, let me take a look.]

Two minutes later, Lin Heran sent a voice over and said sincerely: "Chen Wang, why can your girlfriend fall in love with you?"

Chen Wang:【?】

Lin Heran: "Oh, I've finished throwing it. It's really a flower that's stuck in cow dung."

After voting, Chen Wang didn't want to tell him any extra words, and he quit WeChat and opened the website on Weibo again.

Meng Yingning and this number of votes are still far behind.

Chen Wang felt that people nowadays had really not very aesthetic.

Just as I was about to quit, I remembered the little girl's mouth was a little disappointed when she was having dinner.

Chen Wang paused, turned his head to look at her, and clicked on WeChat again.

He sat up straight slightly, putting down the hand that supported his face: [Brother]

Lin Heran:【?】

[Does your colleagues have Weibo?] Chen Wangwen.

Lin Heran:【…】

Although I don’t want to admit it, Lin Heran and Chen Wang have more or less tacit understanding for so many years, and I was speechless for a moment: [Chen Wang, I am the eldest, I am the eldest, I don’t do anything every day. Tang Cheng ran for half a month and didn’t catch him. As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he urged the person in his hands to vote for the beautiful woman? I don’t want it anymore?]

Chen Wang: [No. 2, don’t remember it wrong]

“…”

Lin Heran was speechless. While he was speechless, he threw his friends circle casually, put the URL on it, and typed it below: No. 2, don’t remember it wrong.

Chen Wang returned and sent another WeChat message to Lu Zhihuan.

Lu Zhihuan is Meng Yingning's fan leader and the number one fan. Since Meng Yingning had only a few thousand fans, he has acted as a water army for no money in comments every day to call the goddess crazy, but he really didn't pay attention to this matter.

This person recently added eight girls’ WeChat posts and was busy finding a new real-life girl in it, and she was very busy every day.

Lu Zhihuan replied, "I don't know." Without saying a word, he let go of his true destiny and devoted himself to the great cause of canvassing for the fox sister. Chen Wang saw that the QQ space on Weibo and WeChat Moments was a one-stop, and he was still fucking popular.

It looks professional at first glance.

Chen Wang watched the girl's vote increase much faster than before, and was quite satisfied with her progress this night. He lazily leaned back to the sofa, stretched his long legs and was about to put down his phone, when WeChat began to frantically pop up messages.

Lu Zhihuan is flooding the screen in the WeChat group.

Lu Zhihuan: [[Picture]]

Lu Zhihuan: [If this world falls into darkness and there is only one place that can be colorful, it must be this photo of our fox.]

Lu Zhihuan: [The stars are not as bright as your eyebrows and eyes.]

Lu Zhihuan: [The rainbow that cleared after the rain was not as bright as your smile.]

Lu Zhihuan: [If tomorrow is the end of the world, God said that it could satisfy my last wish, I would say, send the fox to debut.]

I don’t know if they were all silently peeking at the screen or not seeing it. In the silence, Lin Jingnian couldn’t help but run out and said: [It’s the end of the world, and there’s still a big fucking story.]

Lu Zhihuan: [Oh, I'm sending this line to the Shui Jun. I'll post it on Weibo later, save it first.]

“…”

Meng Yingning wanted to crawl along the screen of the phone to give these two fools a blow: [Okay, you've passed this time. Haven't you been busy pursuing true love recently? Why do you have time to do this again?]

Lu Zhihuan posted a voice in the group.

Meng Yingning clicked: "No, but Brother Chen Wang sent me a link to vote just now. I just realized that you are popular now. OK, fox, don't worry, my brother will definitely send you up. We won't be fooled, okay? Just canvassing votes alone?"

The voice was played, and Lu Zhihuan's voice echoed in the quiet living room.

Then the entire living room fell into silence.

Meng Yingning turned his head and looked at Chen Wang.

The man stood still for a few seconds, then threw his phone aside, raised his head, and his lips drooped down, with a very cold expression.

Meng Yingning began to laugh.

Chen Wang said "tsk".

Meng Yingning was sticking out his head, burying his head in the sofa and tugging his head, making him tremble with a smile.

Chen Wang looked at her and smiled for a while: "Meng Yingning."

Meng Yingning pursed her lips and raised her head with a tense expression.

"It's almost done." Chen Wang said calmly.

Meng Yingning suddenly stopped tense: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Haha, she covered her sore belly for a long time: "Didn't you say I'm childish? You also said I'm a child."

Meng Yingning looked at him with curved eyes: "Brother Chen Wang, why are you secretly canvassing me for votes?"

Chen Wang stood up and walked over, pulled the person out of the sofa, carried him to the bedroom: "Sleep."

Meng Yingning fluttered twice, and her little face was red with a smile: "Hey, are you going to sleep now?"

"When, tomorrow?"

"Let's go to bed after you get the ticket!" Meng Yingning said happily.

"Meng Yingning, you can find a fight."

"You are really violent."

"See what time it's time to go to work?" Chen Wang said coldly.

Meng Yingning wrapped around him like an octopus: "I won't go! Let's get to you first."

After the words came to my mind, Meng Yingning reacted in an instant.

The two of them settled at the same time.

Chen Wangren walked to the bedroom door, paused, and a little girl was talking nonsense on her body, and her smile froze on her face.

The two of them stood at the door as if they had been pressed.

Chen Wang drooped his eyes and glanced at her.

Meng Yingning felt that she was probably dizzy by the incredible thing Chen Wangneng was willing to canvass her votes, and her brain had stopped thinking, and she just told the secret that the two of them had been tacitly informed for so many days.

It's indeed a tacit secret.

My boyfriend and girlfriend live together, one room, one bed, although it is two quilts and two pillows, and although it has never been fired for so many days.

Although.

But how could it be possible to not have any bad thoughts?

Meng Yingning even moved on the first day she moved in.

But at that time, she felt that Chen Wang didn't think so much. She was like a female hooligan with yellow thoughts in her mind. Later, even though the two of them slept in the same room, Meng Yingning really came to the idea of ​​simply sleeping with him with the idea of ​​completing the task.

But over time, you will always have some beautiful thoughts.

Meng Yingning couldn't say such words.

Boyfriend, look at how long we have been sleeping in the same bed. When will you be interested in sleeping with me?

This is too unreserved.

She is reserved, Chen Wang is more reserved than her. Men really sleep without distraction every day. At most, before going to bed, they hug her through the quilt and rub their heads.

Meng Yingning covered her quilt over her head, and she was all in a ball in the corner, motionless.

The bedroom door made a slight click, someone walked in, and then another sound was closed.

After a few seconds, the mattress collapsed and Chen Wang's voice sounded beside him: "Meng Yingning."

No sound.

Shame and embarrassment made her hope to pass by quickly tonight like fast forward. Chen Wang would not say anything that he knew, otherwise she might run away from home and separate from him because of a moment of anger.

But Chen Wang was completely unaware of the situation. After calling her twice but still not receiving a response, the man directly pulled the edge of her quilt and lifted it up.

Meng Yingning tightened the quilt and struggled to death, but she was no match for Chen Wang. After persisting tenaciously for a second, the little girl showed a red face, not sure if it was because of embarrassment or because she was bored in the quilt.

Meng Yingning stared at him.

The desk lamp was on, and the light could not be said to be dark. The man looked at her with his eyes down for a few seconds, then bent down and kissed her without warning.

Lips, ear beads, neck.

The collar of the pajamas is loose.

Um……?

Uh-huh??

Meng Yingning opened her eyes, lowered her head, and saw a man's head with tears in her eyes.
To be continued...