Xiao Jintang suddenly smiled evilly and faintly, and her thin sexual/sensual lips were even more provoked.

   "The Tyrant King, I'm going to kill him~~~"

  The people in the lobby of the hotel suddenly shook their bodies collectively, and their backs became cold.

  Because the hostility of a certain violent king is getting heavier...

  Lin Xiaoru had already walked to the sofa opposite Tang Yu, sat down, took a sip of the coffee in front of him, and then asked.

   "What's wrong with Tang Yu, you see you scared them."

  ……

  While speaking, Lin Xiaoru looked at the staff in the lobby who were working hard with their heads buried, and she slightly pressed the red lips stained with coffee.

  Decisive---

  A group of people turned their heads silently, wiping away their sweat.

   Secretly howled in tears,

   "The Tyrant King, can we not hurt the innocent like this~~~"

  Tang Yu looked at Lin Xiaoru, his handsome profile smiled evil and wanton, and even deliberately flirted with Lin Xiaoru and raised his eyebrows.

  "Wife, guess what~~~"

  Lin Xiaoru put down the coffee cup in his hand and gave a white glance.

   "Guess what, guess what, say it quickly."

  She didn’t usually have the skill to guess with Tang Yu, not to mention the current situation.

  Tang Yu suddenly leaned over his head, the lowered voice was all evil.

   "Wife, Xiao Xiaoshao has found out that the ghost of Qianqian was secretly photographed last night~~~"

  Lin Xiaoru is about to have another sip of coffee. She has been talking since she was bombed by phone early in the morning until now.

   "I found it so soon?"

  Lin Xiaoru stopped her hand slightly and raised her eyes to look at Tang Yu.

   "Then the monitor lines of the underground parking lot are all broken?"

  ……

  Tang Yu smiled,

   "Wife, do you want to be as naive as the little white rabbit?"

  Lin Xiaoru was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly reacted.

   "Go away."

  Tang Yu’s handsome cheeks smiled more evilly.

Who are they?

  City A's "Evil Boy God Group" where people and gods share a common fear.

  There are so many ways to find a person. As long as you don’t go abroad, it will be done in one day...

  Lin Xiaoru asked faintly,

   "Where is the blue water heart?"

   "Still checking."

   "If it is found that this matter is related to Lan Shuixin, I will definitely block her."

  Lin Xiaoru took a sip of coffee, and her tone suddenly became cold.

  ……

  Everyone turned their elbow in, and she did the same.

  One more thing, Lin Xiaoru told Tang Yu.

  In her hands, she has brought so many new actors, but until now, Lin Xiaoru’s favorite is the little white rabbit in the room upstairs.

  Shallow body, with the aggressiveness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

   However, the little white rabbit knows how to constrain this kind of brilliance at the right time, with simple dreams, without arrogance or rashness.

  Although it is too angular to say that the love and hatred are distinct, but there are Ji Sanshao, Ai Qianqian is Ai Qianqian, don't need to learn to be smooth, they are the little white rabbits they all love.

  The most important point is today.

  Qianqian actively asked to face reporters, but the reason was so simple, just to protect her Ji Moji.

  So, she also hopes, in a hypocritical phrase,

   "May the little white rabbit be treated tenderly by this world."

  ……

  Tang Yu just sat down next to Lin Xiaoru, smiled and smacked the rogue.

  "Tsk tusk~~~

  Wife, why do you think I like the way you lose your temper so much~~~"

  Speaking, Tang Yu still pinched Lin Xiaoru's straight thin waist very dishonestly.

  Like an arm, Lin Xiao slapped Tang Yu's big hand decisively with a decisive slap, and cast a disgusted look.

   "Go..."

   Then he got up from Tang Yu's arms and walked toward the elevator in the lobby.

   "Wife, where are you going~~~"

  The crowds of people in the hall working with their heads sweating, collectively turned their heads and silently shook their shoulders.

  Lin Xiaoru’s mouth cramps,

   "Go to the little white rabbit."

  The frequency of high-heeled shoes underfoot is faster.

  A certain tyrannical king continued to play a rogue/hooligan howl of grievance,

  "Didn’t you just come down from upstairs~~~"

   "So much nonsense, do your job."

   "Oh~~~"

  In the hall, the people shaking their shoulders silently, collectively suffocated to the point of internal injuries.

  ……

  In the hotel room.

  Lin Xiaoru told Ai Qianqian what he had just said on the phone with Mu Zinan in the elevator.

   Mu Zinan said that he will clarify the scandal last night at the press conference this afternoon.

  It looks like a kissing photo of him and Qian Qian. It was originally a secret photo taken by a ghost.

  He will come from City A to City S to find Qian Qian this late, because he wants to tell Qian Qian that Mr. Ai is sick, so Mayor Ai will also appear at today's news conference.

  Lin Xiaoru looked at Qian Qian sitting at the dining table.

  I saw---

   Ai Qianqian held the spoon in her hand, but did not feed it into her mouth.

  The salad pasta and French cream cauliflower soup that were regarded as "morning and Chinese food" in front of them were almost unchanged.

  Lin Xiaoru didn’t know what Qian Qian was thinking, and her serious voice became gentle.

   "Shallow, if you don't want to, I will directly reject Mu Zinan, it's okay, Xiaoru can handle it just like Sister Xiaoru."

  Although the method proposed by Mu Zinan is indeed effective.

Next to   , Xiao Xiaoxiao also held Ai Qianqian's little hand lying on the dining table.

  ……

Ai Qianqian raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Xiaoru.

   "It's okay, Sister Xiaoru, I can."

   "Shallow, don't force yourself,"

  Lin Xiaoru felt sorry for the girl, and shook her hand a little angrily.

   "I called Mu Zinan and told them not to come this afternoon."

   said, picking up the phone and dialing the number, but Ai Qianqian held her arm.

   "Sister Xiaoru, I'm really fine. I was just thinking that my father came here too."

  The light of falling eyes faintly flowed, Ai Qianqian looked out the window.

Snowing……

  Ai Qianqian still remembers that when she was a child, it was like this on a snowy day. She and her father built a snowman in front of their house together.

  In the thick snow, her face was flushed with cold, but she smiled like an elf landing on an angel. She raised her face and said to Ai Hengan,

   "Dad, I want to build three snowmen!

  Snowman father, snowman mother, and little snowman! It's our family of three, okay dad? "

  She still clearly remembered that at that time, Ai Hengan raised her above her head and smiled lovingly and said,

   "Okay, Dad's Snowman Princess!"

   "Gluck..."

  Dad said that she will always be his favorite little princess.

  That winter was said to be a cold winter that city A had never experienced in a hundred years, but the little girl, jumping and running in the snowy field, didn't feel cold at all.

  But---

  Why, in the winter of this year, she was so cold all over her body?

  I saw that outside the misty window, the freezing cold wind roared freely, and the six-petaled snowflakes also swirled and flew, and then drifted to zero.

  After all, it fell gently on the cold ground.

  One layer, another layer...

   turned into a lonely and silent white movie.

  ---

  (For the big weekend, Tutu finally got back from class, let’s write more!)