“……”

Quan Rong Lian rubbed her temples, and her rosy lips gave a good-looking radian. Said in a hoarse voice.

"I don't have the habit of women sitting and lying in bed. Either you come up, or... "

He slid his finger belly out of the microblog and took a picture of the night of Jiangning.

"You said I would send this photo to Weibo. What would you do?"

The sound of banter is clearly teasing people. I feel very happy.

"You --"

"I think you will be skinned, and then you will be searched for your home address and personal information. Then I think, what butterfly effect will there be... "

"Soon someone should find out that you are a student of a university, and notice the time when you tweet. Then someone will report that you don't go home at night and ask a to deal with it. As a last resort, I have to make an example of you. Because of microblog, you will become famous overnight in your school. From time to time, tabloid reporters will harass you, take embarrassing photos of you, and then send them to the Internet. People on the Internet are full of bad comments. Let me see. Do you think someone will be too radical and throw sulfuric acid on you? "

Jiang Ningming knew that he was bluffing himself, but he was still afraid that he would really send out his microblog. After all, he has always been moody and has his own way. No one can tell.

If Quan Ronglian really sends her picture on Weibo, or sends it out in the middle of the night, maybe it will be the same as what he said, she will be abused to death.

After all, although he quit the entertainment industry, he still has a strong sense of existence in the entertainment industry with his previous films and this face. His fan group is still not disbanded, and there are often marketing numbers to put his photos on when checking handsome guys and continue to help him circle fans. Therefore, his micro blog has not lost its popularity in the entertainment industry for several years, but has gained hundreds of thousands of fans. It's just that he seldom updates his microblog, but every time he updates it, the amount of forwarding comments is frightening. Last time he forwarded a microblog that strongly supported Ono, now he has forwarded over a million comments. He wants to put his own photos on it, and fans will kill her all night. Then, there's no need to think that the school phone will be blown up. Not only paparazzi, but also Guangquan Ronglian's fans will harass her until she collapses.

It's exaggerating to pour sulfuric acid, but it's not impossible. Nowadays, there are many fans who commit suicide for their idols.

"Come up when you think about it."

Jiangning tangled, and finally went up.

The hospital bed is only 1.5 meters, and it's very difficult for two people to lie in it. As soon as she went up, she didn't dare to move. She put her hands on her stomach and shrunk into a ball, for fear that she might encounter someone nearby and make people misunderstand what she wanted.

Rao is so, she is still nervous, her heart beat faster.

Blood kept pouring up, and her whole body seemed to be too hot, especially her face. She was sure that when she turned on the light now, her face must be red like something!

Probably because she was too nervous, her stomach couldn't help making a slight grunt.

In Jiangning, this slight grunt was undoubtedly thunder, which made her feel bad. man

"I'm not deaf." Quan Rong Lian didn't open her eyes, but as if she saw through what she was thinking, she suddenly said.

"I..."

Jiangning had the feeling that he was dead. He pressed his stomach with both hands. He unconsciously pulled his right hand with his left hand, and his left hand with his right hand. He pinched his hand nervously.

Just then——

"Gululu."

My stomach made a long sound again.

Jiangning was too stiff to move. He was about to turn into stone.

man

"Are you hungry?"

"No..." Jiangning wants to cry without tears, "I don't know why it calls, I'm not hungry, and I don't feel sick..."

But the stomach is called, still so quiet, so... That what circumstances called.

She doesn't know how to describe her inner feelings at the moment. It's a mess!

"I'm not really hungry. I don't know why it barked. I think I'll go down and sleep well. I'll disturb you when I sleep on it. "

"Don't move."

man

"Go to sleep."

Jiangning's eyes were open, and her whole body was stiff. She put her hand on her waist like a pair of tongs, which made her want to play. The reason has controlled the whole body muscle, cannot move.

Every second is like a year.

This next belly did not cry, turned into a heartbeat thumping thumping sound, about to jump out of the chest.

Don't jump!

Don't jump!

Jiangning really had the impulse to flee. She felt that she could hear her heart beating.

It's too big. It's too loud.

"What are you thinking before you close your eyes?"

"Ah?"

"What are you thinking when you're not sleeping?" man

"I... I didn't mean that."

"Well, sleep."

"Good."

Jiangning closed his eyes for about half an hour, but he couldn't help opening them again.

blamed.

What if she can't sleep?

Back seems to be all wet with sweat, she quietly pulled up a little quilt corner, want to breathe. man sleep

"I..."

Jiangning was silly. She didn't expect that she moved so lightly and woke him up. I was afraid to wake him up, so I didn't even dare to turn over.

"Well, it seems you don't want to sleep tonight." man

"... reading novels."

"Do you mean to tell you a bedtime story? What Cinderella, dwarf, Sleeping Princess, silly Prince... "

"..." she didn't ask him to.

Jiangning pursed her lips and said nothing.

man man Until he found that the man secretly treasure a woman