After listening to Su Chen's words, Mo yuan was also relieved.

Although he didn't know what Su Chen said, he believed that this guy would not lie.

I think this guy must have sent a text message to Prince Xi quietly on his way here!

Hum, it's still hidden. It's really boring!

Mo yuan feigned in his heart. Suddenly, the interest of gossip came up and gathered around Su Chen: "tell me, what image is the prince?"

This problem is not only his concern, but everyone who likes the book powder of Prince Xi is very curious!

Since the prince wrote a book, everyone wanted to know what kind of identity he was.

Ordinary people can't write such a magnificent novel!

However, for ten years, the eleventh Prince of the family has never appeared at all.

This is very desperate!

Mo yuan didn't realize that he had gone farther and farther on the road of death. He continued to say excitedly, "don't be angry, just say what I described last time is right!"

While talking, he also gestured in front of his stomach with his hand.

Looking at this guy's appearance, Su Chen's eyebrows jumped wildly.

For the first time, she felt that Moyuan's face was so detestable!

"Your Majesty, that's what hairball always thinks!"

The idea of forcibly beating Mo yuan here, Su Chen opened the door and got off. After glancing at Mo yuan, he said with a hint of irony: "Oh, you'll know then!"

After saying this, Su Chen pulled out her legs and walked inside.

She was really worried that if she stayed with Mo yuan again, she would beat him up.

Mo yuan looked at Su Chen's back and couldn't help glancing. Even if you don't say it now, I can know in a moment.

In his opinion, he was right. He must have no way to refute this scourge before he became angry!

Well, it must be!

He thinks he is really a genius. If he doesn't write detective stories, he will be inferior!

Maoqiu: Little Mozi, you're proud. My majesty is already walking on the road to face with a 40m knife!

Just ask if you're afraid!

Over there, Su Chen walked at the end of the team and came to the stadium.

"Ah, what kind of person do you think the prince is?"

"It's worth thinking. Of course, it's a fat house with a big belly and glasses!"

"You have to be bald if you don't keep it together. After all, it's normal to sit in front of the computer all year round!"

"No matter what happens to the prince, I like her!"

"You'd better wait. What if the crown prince keeps good shape?"

"Impossible, aren't all online writers dead fat houses?"

……

Wherever she went, she could hear these remarks about her.

Su Chen: "

Who gave you the illusion, let you have such an idea!

She really doesn't want to hit these book powder faces, but why do these people always stick their faces up?

And obviously, it's not just the book fans in the stadium.

Netizens on microblog almost all think so.

But now it's even more the turn of the stars to despair.

We should be careful what we eat every day. In order to keep fit, we have to exercise every day. But now you tell me that we are not even as good as a dead fat house?

The malice of the world, so deep?

I'm so angry. I really want my fans to tear it.

But what they are more desperate is that even among their own fans, many are the book powder of the eleventh Prince of others!

How much book powder does this guy have?

Is this an all pervasive rhythm?