Lu Shixiu was silent again“ You've been popular lately. "“ Ah? "“ Huahai City, many people discuss your film. " Wen Yiren suddenly laughed, "I'm so beautiful that sooner or later the majority of the audience will find out. Isn't this normal?" Lu Shixiu was very cooperative, "well, normal." Hang up, Wen Yiren didn't hurry back to his room. The moon is surprisingly round tonight, and the whole yard is bright. Suddenly on a whim, I took a selfie of myself standing under the moon. In other words, she hasn't updated her microblog for a long time‘ The air in the mountains is good, and the moon is beautiful. " Soon Wen Yiren received a comment‘ People are more beautiful. " The ID of the person who commented on her is very worth thinking about. It's called 'your Mr. Hugh'. Your Mr Hugh? Subconsciously, the microblog was registered a month ago. There was only one piece of content that she promoted first love. There was nothing else. It's just the head of Mr. Hugh... Why is it so like a pot of cactus she raised herself on her balcony? This man must be on land! Lu Shixiu has his own microblog account and tens of millions of fans. However, his accounts seem to be managed by professionals, a total of seven or eight, all of which are news about Lu's group. Wen Yiren couldn't help replying to this comment‘ Thank you for your compliment. " Lu Shixiu also replied very quickly, "I should." Yes... Is it right to praise her? Fortunately, the trumpet of Lu Shixiu did not expose much information, otherwise it was known that she was concerned and commented by Lu Shixiu, and she deliberately contracted the hot search for half a month. It was past midnight when I returned to my room. I could occasionally hear the cry of crows in the distance. Suddenly, a huge sound of broken glass came“ What's the matter with you? " Red bayberry sat up. Wen Yiren opened his eyes leisurely. "Maybe someone accidentally broke the bowl. Go back to sleep and I'll have a look."“ It's so cold outside, or I'll go. "“ It's all right. I can't sleep anyway. " The sound came from the village head's room. At this time, Aunt Wang and Fu Deming were standing at the door of the village head wrapped in coats. They all looked scared and trembled. Striding over, through the crack in the door, it was obvious that the village head was lying on the bed, but Zhou Lu was standing by the bed. She turned her back to everyone and saw her messy long hair covering her shoulders and her long skirt without seeing her feet. The whole room was gloomy. On the ground was the village head's medicine bowl“ Miss Wen, she, she did come. " Aunt Wang suddenly grabbed Wen Yiren's arm and her eyes were full of fear. Just then, Zhou Lu suddenly turned around. Her face was pale and half of her face was rotten. When she saw Fu Deming, she was suddenly excited. "Deming, you're back. You're finally willing to come back." Zhou Lu has floated here, and Fu Deming retreats in fear“ Deming, I need you. I need you. I can reincarnate when you die. Deming, help me! "“ Zhou Lu, you, you stay away from me. " Fu Deming's crutches had long disappeared, and now he was sitting on the ground. Aunt Wang suddenly rushed to protect him, "Zhou Lu, what do you want to do? Just come to me. You made a mistake first. You deserve to die. Why should you put hatred on the village and Deming?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.