Chapter 567

Microblog programmer: forget it. Anyway, I lost my hair. I love you.

Netizens rushed to junshiling's microblog and almost threw out their mobile phones,

[this is Mr. Gao Leng, who cherishes his words as much as gold ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[I'm going to cut down all the lemon trees in our village. Which goblin is the only one who has won the favor of Mr. Jun? Ah, jealousy blinds my eyes!]

[my God, I don't think I've read so many novels about the overbearing CEO that Jun always falls in love. When there's an affair, I'll clarify it myself. What kind of immortal man is he? He's so rich and handsome. I can't do it. If I go on, I'm going to jump off a building.]]

It's the woman who doesn't want to make it public. I'm so curious. What kind of woman can keep a man like junshiling from making it public

Due to the clarification of junshiling himself, all the rumors about him and WAN Rou were broken without attack.

The people behind the rumor obviously didn't expect junshiling to come down in person. They had prepared a lot of materials, but they didn't have time to upload them. Now they are useless,

When he wanted to delete the data, he thought that all the things in the computer had been copied and pasted. He was flustered. The computer seemed to be remotely controlled, and he couldn't even turn off the power.

When he turned off the switch, he was relieved, but the door was knocked,

Open the door, outside is the network police, "Hello, you are suspected of disturbing public order, please come with us."

In the compound,

Wan Rou also saw junshiling's microblog. Liu Yemei was slightly frozen. Just then, after practicing calligraphy and painting, the old man leaned back on his chair to drink tea,

"Grandfather Jun, the relationship between you and his wife is very good." Wan Rou looks at you with a smile in her eyes.

"Madame?" Mr. Jun wondered, "how do you know?"

"You see, this is the micro blog sent by President Jun." Wan Rou hands the mobile phone to Mr. Jun,

Unexpectedly, she thought that Mr. Jun would be angry, but she didn't think that Mr. Jun's face actually overflowed with a smile, "it's really boring."

Wan Rou carefully looked at the old man's face and said, "I haven't heard that you are married."

Although he is the granddaughter of his comrades in arms, he is not from his own family after all. The old man doesn't want to tell Wan Rou too much, "I don't care about their young people, Xiao rou. Didn't you say you want to go to the library? Let the driver drive you through

"Yes, grandfather Jun." Wan Rou is very obedient. If the old man doesn't say anything, she won't ask any more questions, just like she just asked casually.

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In the vast snowy mountains of O Island, junshiling and Xia Wanyuan walk side by side and slide freely among the snowy mountains,

Xia Wanyuan understood quickly. An hour later, he was able to compare with junshiling.

"Junshiling, we race. Whoever gets to the end first wins," Xia Wanyuan points to the red line in the distance, and his white breath is covered with a layer of fog on his helmet.

"Good." Junshiling nodded,

Then they slide towards the end,

Junshiling was an old skier for many years, faster than Xia Wanyuan. When he reached the finish line, he stopped and turned around, waiting for Xia Wanyuan to rush towards him.

Xia Wanyuan quickly lowered his speed, but the huge impact still hit junshiling on the snow,

"What are you doing here?" Xia Wanyuan pulls down her helmet. The temperature of ice and snow makes her nose red, like a kitten,

"When you throw yourself in your arms." The ground was covered with snow, and it didn't hurt. Junshiling laughed and got up to kiss Xia Wanyuan's cool face,

Xia Wanyuan silently, suddenly thought of a word that an Rao often said, whispered a word, Jun Shiling did not hear clearly, asked again, "what do you say?"

Xia Wanyuan glared at Jun Shiling, "said you dog man."

If you don't take a good road, you have to wait for yourself to hit him, and it's not too cold on the ground,

Jun Shi Ling is not angry but laughs, "every day, I learn some bad words from an Rao."

Xia Wanyuan glanced at him. "I learned something from an Rao. Don't you think you are very useful?"

Like a certain set of lace underwear, like a certain skirt,

Xia Wanyuan's words blocked Jun Shiling's silence.