Chapter 868： cv is a tear-wrapped ghost (6)

Chapter 868: Cv Is a Tears-wrapped Ghost (6)

Large room, grey minimalist Bauhaus style apartment.

The man in the nightgown got up and poured water, and he opened it on Mike.

[Hecheng God, I like you for a long time]

...

[He Cheng, I like you]

The girl's voice is gentle and gentle, and with a river-like gentleness.

Cheng Hao's ears are particularly picky. He doesn't like too sweet and glutinous, too cold, or too low.

It's too sweet and sticky to listen to; it's too cold to feel any sense, too low female voices will be a little dumb, listening to the eardrums followed by scratches ...

In this world, there are few voices that Cheng Hao likes, and they can only be heard.

But this time, the sound released from the sound surprised him for a moment.

The inflection is very nice, and the sound is better.

It is even more rare that a girl with such a voice condition cannot hear a little oil from her voice, is very serious and devout, and seems to be really confession.

[He Cheng, I like you. 】

...

Cheng Hao drank saliva, sat back calmly in front of the computer, and put on headphones to open the wheat.

"Sorry, I just poured a glass of water. What happened?"

When the light male voice sounded, Xia Ling could clearly feel that the IDs who were desperately brushing the screen on the public frequency were shocked again.

: What a disaster! He Chengda, sister Xirou was confessing to you just now, didn't you hear?

: Really not? Or disguised as offline?

: It's really pouring water, isn't it stunned? I don't believe it I don't believe it!

: Great, if you deal with cp, I will die! Quickly reject this little show card! [Tears /]

...

After a series of scrolling, even if Hao Cheng doesn't know what happened, it should be clear at this time.

What's more, Xia Ling clearly saw that after she spoke, the "cherry tree" in her mind, the favorability of the first cherry blossom rose.

： Dead woman, can He Cheng be too big for you to think about? Hurry up and die!

: Mourning, what are you still talking about, this jian woman has n’t kicked her out of public frequency quickly, is it left for New Year?

After the goodwill at the beginning, a group of sprayers took rhythm on the public frequency and began to scold Xia Ling.

This full-screen swipe screen is also bold in uppercase red letters, which is very eye-catching.

Xia Ling said in his consciousness: "Hey, take care of it."

Hi, "Okay,"

One person, one nightmare, passed along the network line and implanted in the consciousness of these sunspots.

It guarantees that these sunspots can spend an unforgettable night.

Xia Ling smiled: [Sorry, don't be so excited, I was just kidding. 】

[The funeral is big, the stealth is big, I also like it very much, but I like He Chengda the most, just say something casually. 】

Xia Ling explained on Mai Xu, but part of the public frequency stopped and the other part did not buy it.

They still take rhythm.

Behind the computer, Cheng Hao looked at the scolds of the sunspots and led a brow.

He kicked those screaming outrageous people.

[He Cheng]: I probably understand what's going on, the girl is just a joke, your reaction is so great.

: Great, you are ours, you can't have a girlfriend, we are all your girlfriends, otherwise we will die and die.

The man's handsome and slender hands adjusted his mic.

"I don't think I have to report to you when I have a girlfriend. Everyone is an independent individual. If you will have no girlfriend because I have a girlfriend, then I can only say that the rivers and lakes are far away, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)