Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 867 What did you see?

Chris's eyes fell on the computer screen, and the girl inside looked very immature, and her white and tender skin still made people feel flabbergasted even after the computer's scumbag resolution.

This is really... Yuan Ming's sister?

Anyway, Chris didn't believe that such a little girl would be Yuan Ming's girlfriend.

She is also too young, and she is underage at first glance.

Over there, Gu Nian was still nagging, obviously venting the unhappiness brought to her by getting up early in the morning to read a book.

"Yuan Mingqing, please step aside, let me see the young lady! Are you British? How about I talk to her, and I can improve my spoken English~ Hey, you have a network card? You can't even say a word. talk?!"

Yuan Ming raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He kept glancing at the mobile phone on the table from the corner of his eye. He waited until the screen of the mobile phone lit up and a text message from Jiang Qingyu was sent. Then he breathed out and said to Gu Nian: "Come on Oh ancestor, you should study hard, and I will go back after you finish the exam."

"Hey hey..."

"Goodbye to you!"

Yuan Ming waved his hand and hung up the video call.

Well, anyway, Gu Nian couldn't kill him through the network cable.

Yuan Ming quit the video call, stood up with his mobile phone in his hand, and smiled awkwardly when he saw that Chris was still standing by the door.

Regardless of whether he can understand Chinese or not, my sister did say a few words about him just now. Although it wasn't a bad thing, she still said it.

"Your sister is very cute." Chris suddenly said something in Chinese.

"!!!!!!"

Yuan Ming's eyes widened in shock, and then he coughed violently, almost choking himself to death.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yuan Ming finally regained his strength. He looked at Chris, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, "You...you can speak Chinese?"

"A little bit." Chris replied.

Listening to her standard pronunciation, Yuan Ming's mouth twitched even more.

A little bit?

Sister, you really don't understand Chinese, otherwise you will definitely know what "a little bit" means.

You call this a little bit? !
"Hehehe..." Yuan Ming smiled dryly and didn't know what to say, because he was reminiscing, recalling what he said when he called on the phone in front of Chris just now.

After reminiscing, Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, well, he didn't say anything here that people might know.

so far so good……

Seeing Yuan Ming's relieved expression, Chris suddenly smiled brightly. She looked at him and said lightly, "Thank you for your magazine. I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Hey, that's fine, just read whatever you want, don't worry." Yuan Ming didn't care about magazines or not at the moment, he nodded casually, and stood face to face with Chris.

Looking at Chris in front of him, she is indeed very beautiful, but he...

he……

He wants to go out!
This girl was standing by the door, how could he get out? !

Go around or push her out?
It's very rude no matter what!
Just when Yuan Ming was very confused, Zhang Fang came back with the magazine Chris wanted to borrow.

Looking at the two people standing face to face, neither speaking nor moving, just looking at each other so quietly, Zhang Meng was stunned.

"Then what...you two, what are you looking at? Is there a financial report or an advertisement on your face? What do you two see after looking at it for a long time? The financial crisis or a [-]% discount on eggs?"

Zhang Meng was stunned for a long time, and finally said such a sentence weakly.

"..." Yuan Ming glared at Zhang Meng, what the hell is going on!

Chris's face flushed slightly, she turned around and grabbed the magazine in Zhang Fang's hand, said "thank you" in a low voice, and left without looking back.

Yuan Ming put the phone back in his trouser pocket indifferently, and was about to walk to his room with his hands in his pockets, but he just turned around when Zhang Meng stopped him.

"What?" Yuan Ming looked at Zhang Meng suspiciously.

Zhang Meng stared at him steadfastly, his eyes full of alertness: "I said, Yuan Ming, have you taken a fancy to Chris?"

Yuan Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed softly: "What are you thinking about? I just stood up and wanted to go back to my room, but she stood here blocking my way."

"Then you won't tell her?" Zhang Meng's eyes were still full of guard.

Yuan Ming nodded: "Yes, I wanted to say it, but you came here before I could say it."

"Oh... no, no, you two were talking just now, and the voice was so low that I couldn't hear you clearly in the living room... Tell me, what are you two talking about?!" Zhang Meng just breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately another The tone raised his throat, and the defensive expression on his face became more intense.

Yuan Ming frowned, and explained helplessly: "She praised my sister for being pretty."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"No more?! Are you fooling a ghost?!" Zhang Meng widened his eyes to express his disbelief.

Yuan Ming immediately rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed him away: "Believe it or not."

After speaking, Yuan Ming bypassed Zhang Meng and went into his bedroom.

"Hey! Yuan Ming, please speak clearly! What the hell are you..."

"Oh!"

Yuan Ming closed the door, completely blocking Zhang Meng's nagging this time.

Yuan Ming exhaled lightly, and fell on his back on the bed.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and opened the text message Jiang Qingyu had sent him.

"A monitoring system has been established."

Just seven words.

But Yuan Ming is very clear about the meaning behind these seven characters.

In other words, for a long period of time in the future, as long as Zhang Meng's suspicion has not been cleared, his computer will always be under Jiang Qingyu's surveillance.

From whether there are typos in what he wrote in his thesis, to what movies he watched in the evening when he lost a few games, Jiang Qingyu can know from a long distance away.

Just now, he also had a flash of inspiration, and took the opportunity of the video with Gu Nian to give Jiang Qingyu the IP address of Zhang Bang's computer, and Jiang Qingyu manipulated it from the remote end to plant a virus Trojan horse in Zhang Bang's computer.

This process is very simple to say, but the brain-burning part, even for Jiang Qingyu, is not easy at all.

Jiang Qingyu is now very sure that there must be something wrong with Zhang Meng.

Because his computer... the firewall is really powerful, he almost got caught.

In the end, it was Jiang Qingyu who was better, otherwise this matter would be really difficult to handle.

However, just when Jiang Qingyu was complacent, Luo Jia's words seemed to pour cold water over his head.

He says--

"24 hours, non-stop follow-up."

Jiang Qingyu shook his head, thinking of this point: "Okay Brother Jia, who am I with?"

"Me." Luo Jia's expression remained calm.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Luo Jia with a devilish expression: "Uh...how about brother Jia, I can do it myself?"

(End of this chapter)