With Huo Xiang's microblog number, a notice on her mobile phone popped up almost immediately.

In just one minute, the trumpet she had just registered attracted hundreds of people's attention.

Looking at the micro blog page still rising powder, Huo Yao blinked his eyes and looked at her little princess. "Do I not think I have both money and powder?"

Huo Xiang:

You are arrogant!

Huo Yao takes back her eyes and sees that the private chat information has exceeded 50. She opens it and looks at it. Most of them ask her who she is. After thinking for two seconds, she doesn't reply to the private chat. Instead, she writes a micro blog.

The title is "my little princess h", and a photo is attached below.

Huo Xiang has been watching her side, when he saw a photo of someone, he was not good.

"No, sister, how can you use this one?"

The photo I took before I ate the cake.

The style is both sand sculpture and lovely, without filter and without any decoration. It is very real.

Huo Yao ordered to send, and then raised his head and looked at his fourth brother, "what's the difference in this one? Fourth brother, don't you think it's very suitable for the occasion

Just a little princess.

Helplessly watching the success of micro blog sending, finally unable to lean on the sofa of Huo Xiang, whispered: "it's over, your brother, my human setup is destroyed."

During this period of time, he was called little princess by fans. He thought it could be saved again, but this photo of eating strawberry cake came out I don't dare to think about it.

Huo Yao glanced at him and said, do you have anyone else to talk about?

But afraid of hitting him, she finally chose not to say.

There are especially many active netizens on the weekend. With Huo Yao's Micro blog, it was not long before the comments, likes and fans on the micro blog increased sharply.

Huo Yao nests in the sofa and looks through the comments.

"Puff strawberry cake The elder brother and the younger princess have set up a solid hammer

"I didn't expect the little princess in private. It's such a little princess. It's so cute."

"So this microblog number belongs to my sister? Absolutely, right? "

"So overbearing and direct, it must be my sister's microblog."

"But why is it princess h, not princess l? Does the real name of the little princess begin with the surname H? "

……

Huo Xiang's Micro blog private chat has exploded. It's all fans' private messages. If you open the private chat panel, you'll get stuck.

By pressing the eyebrow, he looked at the culprit as if nothing had happened. He sighed in his heart and turned to the micro blog that his sister had just sent.

What can he do though he is trapped by his sister? Zaiking is my sister.

Huo Xiang said "like" to Weibo, then "forward" and replied with three words: "my sister".

His V number of fans is more than 100 million, so after this forwarding, those fans who have been clamoring for his sister's contact information are boiling, and they have gone to Huo Yao's microblog to comment and pay attention to a wave.

In less than half an hour, Huo Yao's Weibo fans exceeded 200000, and he was also sent to hot search, and even more attention has exceeded many third and fourth tier stars.

However, Huo Yao didn't pay much attention to it. After reading some comments, he quickly quit Weibo.

She registered account is not for hot search, just because her little princess needs it.

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