Chapter 71： is acceptable

After that, Qin Shimo called Ming Siran.

The opponent hangs in seconds.

Qin Shimo:?

"..."

He sneered and clicked on the WeChat brothers group.

Qin Shimo: Yes? Q is not me? @明斯然

Qin Shimo: Did I feed the dog the money I invested? Ok?

Xie Chen: Fight! Fight!

Fu Jiuxiao: Fight! Fight!

Ming Siran didn't reply, Qin Shimo began to @他.

However, in the next second, WeChat prompts: [You have been removed from the group chat]

Qin Shimo:? ? ? Damn it?

Fu Jiuxiao and Xie Chen froze for a moment, and instantly laughed crazy when he reacted.

Ming Siran, the noble and glamorous group leader, threw the phone aside, with his slender legs folded, his head lazily supported, and a pair of peach blossom eyes watching the woman in front of him.

Luo Qiao hugged a lot of cosmetics onto the table, pierced her head, her forehead was smooth and her nose was straight.

The recording has started, but there are not many viewers in the morning, and her true love fans account for the majority.

[Good morning duck is pretty! 】

[Uuuuu, today is also a day of tears for my pretty beauty. 】

【What a nice view! 】

[The passerby was shocked by Luo Qiao's face as soon as he turned on the computer. Isn't this plain face too good for him? 】

Luo Qiao didn't notice what the barrage was saying at first, and when she noticed, she adjusted her position and greeted the camera with a smile: "Good morning~"

She has no makeup, her face is full of collagen, and her smiley eyebrows are so sweet in people's hearts.

The barrage suddenly died.

Luo Qiao simply put on makeup while chatting with the barrage.

"The cosmetics I use? I use this brand for base makeup." She turned her hand across and focused the lens on the brand of cosmetics in her hand. "Although it is a little bit expensive, it works well."

Netizens were planted in an instant and immediately opened the web search, but the next second they watched the price that made them take a breath, and silently closed the web page again.

Okay, I can't afford it!

"Yes, Ming Siran is sitting behind." Luo Qiao unscrewed the mascara, brushed her eyelashes patiently in the mirror, and said: "The director will come over to arrange the task in a while, and we should go out."

"...I only recorded for three days, I don't know if Ming Siran recorded it for a few days."

"Did Ming Siran slept well last night?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

Seeing more and more Ming Siran in the barrage, Luo Qiao silently rolled her eyes in her heart.

She turned her head and shouted directly to a man who was lazily sitting on the sofa like an uncle, "Ming Siran, they asked you how you slept last night!"

Ming Siran raised his eyebrows, got up, and walked over with his long legs. His sloppy gaze swept across Luo Qiao's face. Then he raised his beautiful peachy eyes and said lazily, "It's okay."

Barrage moment:

[Ahhhhh, my husband! 】

[Brother, please stop laughing, you are killing me! 】

[What kind of fairy beauty is this, Ming Dad killed me! 】

The netizens burst into enthusiasm instantly, and the number of bullet screens has doubled directly.

After saying hello, Ming Siran stood up straight, leaned against Luo Qiao, glanced at her cosmetics casually, took a tube of her lipstick, and asked casually, "Will you apply this later?"

When Luo Qiao saw what he had picked up, her eyelids suddenly jumped, "Don't move!"

In the next second, the lipstick that had been pushed up was pulled abruptly by him.

Ming Siran: "..."

Luo Qiao: "..."

Barrage: Hahahahaha Hamming is so cute!