Qian Ranran was so embarrassed that she was about to cry. She was not sure whether Luo Huarui heard the voice. She could have turned off the TV at once. Because she was nervous and helpless, she pressed the wrong key for a long time, which led to the failure of turning off the TV.

The door of the bathroom was opened, and the sound of the TV stopped almost at the same time. Luo Huarui stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at it with some indescribable eyes.

Qian Ranran bit her lip and felt that her face was about to be lost to her grandmother's house. She smiled at Luo Huarui with a guilty heart and explained in a low voice: "I... Wanted to change the stage."

As soon as she finished, she flashed her tongue and regretted her blind explanation. Don't you think the current situation is not complicated enough?

Luo Huarui has changed his clothes again. He is a blue Pajama with a particularly good hanging feeling. Wearing it on him, he seems to be a model.

Luo Huarui didn't say anything, and there was nothing to say. He went directly to the sofa next to him, found a quilt and threw it on the sofa.

"It's still early. Are you going to bed?" Qian Ranran always feels embarrassed when she has nothing to say.

"Look at your cell phone." Luo Huarui took out his mobile phone and began to deal with things far away in another country.

"Oh." Qian Ranran doesn't know what people like Luo Huarui will play when playing with mobile phones.

As if to break the embarrassment, she said again, "can you play games?"

"Don't play." Luo Huarui replied.

"Can you brush microblog?" Qian Ranran just wants to add his microblog friends, so that she can know his news in the future.

Although she has Luo Huarui's wechat, this person never sends wechat. Even if there are one or two occasionally, it's just because of work needs.

Qian Ranran sometimes even doubts whether this person has his own life or not.

Mingming is so handsome, but he doesn't seem to have any selfish desires. All his work and life seem to revolve around the company.

He doesn't seem to lose his temper. His emotions are always light. There is no particularly strong emotion, only calm and restraint.

Such a man is extremely attractive, but at the same time, it is also incomprehensible.

If you don't know enough about him, you will find his life very boring.

"What is microblogging?" Luo Huarui asked her.

Qian Ranran was stunned. She never thought about today's world. Unexpectedly, there are still people who don't know what microblog is.

"Don't you use other social accounts except wechat?" Qian Ranran began to popularize microblog to him. "Microblog is a social platform. There are many stars and a hot search list. Wherever major events occur in the country, they will be on this hot search list. It is very convenient to watch news with microblog."

Luo Huarui nodded and gave her his mobile phone: "give me the next one."

Qian ran was stunned. At that moment, her heart seemed to be melted gently by a fire, as if something was drilling into it.

The corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably, but she soon pressed it down quietly, as if nothing had happened.

"OK." Qian Ranran gave him a microblog and personally taught him to register.

I don't know when the distance between the two people began to get closer and closer. When Qian Ranran came back to his senses, their bodies had been close together, arms touching arms and head to head.

Qian Ranran's eyes were stunned. She didn't know what to do for a moment. Should she move aside or continue to pretend that nothing had happened?

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