Chapter 258

When Liang qiange woke up the next morning, he saw that Chunjin's five links had not been received. Then he realized that he was in the bed and called back.

Spring Viola over there is a second, the mouth scolded: "what did you do last night? Why don't you answer the phone? Is he with Mr. Bo, is he not allowed to answer the phone, Liang qiange, you give me a little backbone, can't he say what is what, your dignity? Can you have a snack? "

Liang Qian's fans were so confused that she didn't even have a clear mind. She looked at her mobile phone, smashed her mouth and reacted for a while. Then she said, "what kind of snacks? Where are the snacks?"

“……” Chunji is going to be angry!

Liang qiange sat up a little bit, leaned against the back of the bed and said, "I seem to have accidentally adjusted the silence. You are so angry. What's the matter?"

Chunjin said, "your microblog exploded!"

Liang qiange blinked, not sure, so she pressed hands-free, and then quit the communication interface, click to open micro blog.

Then we can see that her fans have soared by nearly 900000 yuan. Last night, she sent a microblog about the publicity work of variety show premiere, which was too ordinary to be more ordinary, and had 40000 forwarding and 60000 comments.

Liang qiange scratched his head and looked at the comment. First of all, he saw the black powder with the first hot comment.

Since the last time in Tang Xueer's home, she was popular with chopsticks about rhythm black powder. Liang qiange didn't care much about being scolded. In addition, she seldom went to micro blog. She was very busy at work and family. She had to deal with Bo Xiushen's disturbance from time to time. She was overloaded. She was really not in the mood to care whether others liked her or not 。

But what she didn't expect was that some people scolded her, and the other four in the group of five actually came down to help her support themselves.

The key point of Chunjin's explosion is here. All four of them are famous Huadan. They don't sleep in the middle of the night to support her, but she doesn't reply a word. It's easy to make the fans of the other four sensitive and feel that Liang qiange is ungrateful. Even passers-by may think that she is so impolite, which will destroy the popularity of the road.

Tang Xueer, in particular, they came to the stage 10 minutes after liang qiange's microblogging. At this time, if you say you're asleep, everyone won't buy it.

Liang qiange realized the seriousness of the matter. She quit Weibo and opened wechat first.

In wechat, the last time the five groups chatted was at 2 a.m. last night. Liang qiange flipped up and didn't see them mention her or their microblog.

Liang qiange points to the chat box and sends out a "just woke up" expression package.

After a few seconds, Tang Xueer returned to a "can't get out of bed" expression package.

Liang qiange laughed and typed. He just woke up and saw Weibo. Thank you.

Tang Xueer sent a picture.

Liang qiange looked at the dishes on the picture and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Xueer typed again and said - this is the menu we made yesterday. You can do it as you like.

Then he sent out a "what do you see from my face? Yes, it's eating".

Liang qiange couldn't laugh, and replied - OK, no problem.

Yangbao, chopsticks and Junzi were all absent. Liang qiange and Tang Xueer didn't say much because they had to catch up with the variety show recording.

After leaving wechat, Liang qiange opened her microblog again. She liked the other four replies sent yesterday, and then sent a new one.

Liang qiange V: am I the only one who needs to go to bed before 12 o'clock? Fear of alopecia [Dogo].

This time, Liang qiange didn't rush to quit Weibo, but read the comments for a while.

There are not many comments. Maybe it's too early. It's only seven o'clock. But none of the comments are good. They are all about the topic of baldness.

Liang qiange watched for a while, then turned off the microblog and went to wash.

When she was ready to go out, she pushed aside her son's room and went in to have a look.

Last night before going to bed, the two little guys, after a night of tossing and turning, have been nestled together.

Liang Xiaoyi has the habit of sleeping on the chest of adults and drooling. Liang qiange can see that Liang Xiaoyi, who is sleeping on the inside, is holding the edge of Ye Chong's clothes with his little finger, and then presses his small head on the body of Ye Chong.

Ye Chong is still awake, but it is probably heavy. His whole face is a little red, his mouth is wide open, and his breath is very short.

Liang qiange couldn't laugh or cry. She carefully moved her son's head away from ye Chong's body. She felt Ye Chong's relaxed breath for a moment, and she loved Ye Chong.

Liang Xiaoyi's head finally fell on his pillow, but maybe the texture was different. He was not very comfortable. He smacked his lips and put his small body on his side. He pushed his head into Ye Chong's arms.

Ye Chong may be a little afraid of him, although not awake, but still moved to the side a little.

But when he moved a little bit, Liang Xiaoyi was on top of it. Liang qiange felt that if she didn't care, ye Chong would be hit on the ground.

Liang qiange sighed and reached out to pick up his son and put it in his arms, then put it on the big bed in his room.Finish these, already nearly 8:30, Liang qiange really too late, hurry to go.

Today Chunjin didn't come to pick her up, so Liang qiange planned to take a taxi to the center of the city. When she got to the city center, there would be a car from the program group to pick her up, so it was not convenient for her to drive by herself.

When Liang qiange was in the elevator, he used mobile phone software to book a car, but it was probably too far away from here. Now it's too early. There is no taxi around.

Liang qiange waited downstairs for ten minutes, but did not wait for the bus. She was afraid that it would be too late. Finally, she decided to drive by herself. As a result, just as she was about to return to the first basement floor, she saw a black private car with familiar license plates on the opposite side of the road, heading for the science and technology park.

There are few people in the street at this time. It is easy to see the woman standing under the apartment building from the people in the car opposite.

A moment later, the car turned a corner, turned the car into the opposite lane and stopped in front of Liang qiange.

The window of the driver's seat slid down, and Liang qiange saw that in the window of the car, his face with thin and deep contour was exposed.

"Where to go?" Asked the man in the driver's seat.

Liang qiange felt that he was really bewildered. It took nearly two minutes for the car to turn around from the opposite side. However, in these two minutes, she actually stood here and didn't go. She could go clearly. Why didn't she go?

After a moment of silence, Liang qiange maintained dignity and said obstinately, "no, I called the car."

Bo Xiushen did not speak for a moment.

Liang qiange then walked to the side a little, pretending that he was really waiting for the bus.

One was in the car and the other was outside. They were both quiet.

After a while, Liang qiange saw that Bo Xiushen was bitten to death and did not go. He was angry.

She looked at the time on her mobile phone, then suddenly reached out, pulled out the co driver's seat, sat in, and said, "master, thank you for the Dayang square in the center of the city."