Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 877 Tier Is Not a Red Scarf

"I'm sleepy, don't disturb me to sleep." Wen Ti'er burrowed into his arms and closed her eyes.

It wasn't quite light yet, and she was almost sleepy.

Qiao Chengxun smiled, bowed his head and kissed her forehead.

"Good night."

The girl quickly fell asleep in his arms, but the man didn't feel sleepy at all.

He remembered what Wei Wei ran over to him excitedly and said to him when he just came back—Tie'er is not a red scarf.

It’s fine if you’re not, Ti’er, it’s fine if you’re not him, so you’ll avoid a lot of danger.

……

It was like a dream, and when she woke up, Wen Ti'er was the only one left in the room.

Wen Ti'er sat up lazily, looked down at the bed, the quilt and sheets were a bit messy, obviously someone had slept next to her...

Suddenly he came back to his senses, Qiao Yanwang is back!
Last night, Qiao Yanwang almost lost control and ate her, which made her get angry and angry with him.

What about that guy?
Wen Ti'er got out of bed to wash, put on brand new clothes, walked out of the room, and went straight downstairs.

As soon as she reached the first floor, Qingqing Xiaonizi shouted cheerfully: "Young Mistress, good morning."

"morning……"

Wen Ti'er responded casually, looking around, but didn't see the figure she wanted to see.

Seeing that she was looking for someone, Bu Qingwei answered her very consciously, "The company has urgent matters, the young master has gone to work."

"Oh." Wen Ti'er replied, feeling a little lost in her heart.

It's no wonder that Qiao Yanwang disappeared early in the morning. He has been abroad for so long, and the affairs of the Qiao Group must have piled up.

Wen Ti'er sat at the dining table, looked at the breakfast, there was milk and bread again, and she had no appetite at all.

"Gently, do you have porridge?"

"Ah?" Bu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, "Young Mistress, the Young Master was in a hurry this morning, I didn't have time to cook the porridge, why don't I cook it now!"

Wen Ti'er stopped her, "No need, I have to record songs later, it's too late."

"Okay then..." Bu Weiwei looked at the face of her young mistress apologetically.

Really, the young mistress wanted to eat porridge, but she didn't cook it, why is she so stupid!

Wen Ti'er ate a few mouthfuls of bread, drank the milk and went out.

After getting in the car, Wen Ti'er took out her mobile phone to check Weibo.

Looking at the hot topics, Ye Qiuyi's topic that climbed to the hot search list yesterday sank, but another topic popped up.

#叶，我们扬你#——No matter how others hate you, we will always be your most solid backing, your music, my world, the rest of my life, your time.

It turned out to be a topic supported by brain-dead fans.

Wen Ti'er still admires Ye Qiuyi, she wonders what kind of ecstasy soup this woman poured into the fans to make them so loyal.

This is probably a person's godhead, right?

Bu Weiwei said suddenly, "Young Mistress, I suddenly received this text message on my mobile phone."

After finishing speaking, he handed the phone to Wen Ti'er to look at.

Wen Ti'er glanced, the text message hadn't been read yet, half of the content was displayed——

【good news!The red scarf virus is lifted!For details, please pay attention to Green Man Security Guard Weibo...]

Bu Qingqing had already scrapped a mobile phone, this time she was careful, and didn't dare to click on it rashly, "Young Mistress, based on your experience, is this a virus?"

Wen Ti'er shook her head, "It's just an ordinary text message, not a virus."

Hearing this, Bu Weiwei felt a little more at ease, "Then I'll click in and have a look..."

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　　(What should I do if Carvin is dead? Is there any head surgery? I want to dismantle the brain and clean up the garbage before continuing to write...)
　　
　
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