Chapter 217

As soon as she thought of it, she immediately clicked on the browser and searched for [how to make a boy like herself].

The page jumps, and the first thing that catches your eye is a reward post in Baiwen Daquan, and the landlord asks an exact same question.

clicked on, and the most popular answer was liked 377 times, but the content was like this:

[As long as you don't look frustrated, boys generally won't refuse, rest assured to confess boldly, hahahahaha......]

…… What the hell answered.

There are still so many people who like it.

Zhong Yuebai couldn't help but glance at the ID of the person who answered, and this glance shocked him again-

Jiang Yue gradually wanted to riddle people's eyes???

This is the blogger, right? Right, yes?

Click on his avatar, and sure enough, the personal profile reads: Weibo id with the same name, welcome all GGMM to pay attention to harassment~

For a while, she really wanted to send a private message to the past, complaining: Dear, your business is quite extensive, and you even recognize V in 100 questions.

However, it was not done in the end.

She returned to the search bar and found another article on the marketing account. The first half of the rhetoric is poetic, with fresh pictures, roughly speaking, if you want the person you like to like you, you must learn to take the initiative to find topics, and it is best to rely on the other party's interests and hobbies.

I just felt a little reasonable, and then looked back, the author Jun actually brought the goods, what a certain brand of perfume, the dark fragrance charm that can't be escaped, and the beloved "Ta" is grasped between the palms......

It's just advertising.

Zhong Yuebai suddenly felt like he had been fooled. On second thought, what was written in the first half of this article seems reasonable at first glance, but think about it carefully...... Hobbies? 020 reading

Idol's hobbies...... Isn't it just playing LOL! Moreover, there is no bad topic between them.

If there are many topics that can take people down, then as long as she is cheeky and pesters him and discusses all the heroes in the League of Legends, can she consider the issue of a second child?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuebai couldn't help but pat his head again.

How did it go around and around and around the child again?

She couldn't help blushing and muttered to herself, "Zhong Yuebai, you're really impure......"

So with an awkward mood, she got into the bed, as if she was afraid of being peeped at, and continued to secretly check her mobile phone.

TheSky spent an extra five days in Thailand.

Qin Siqi was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and the next day he still took them to the Grand Palace, and then to the Arun Temple, Chao Phraya River and other scenic spots. On the third day, they went to Chiang Mai and spent two days to get a taste of the local customs.

After the team building, TheSky announced a week off. Park Woo-hyun bought a direct flight to Busan and said goodbye to the others at Chiang Mai Airport.

After returning to China, it is easy to take the high-speed train back to his hometown, and several accompanying staff members also go home on vacation. The three team members, Song Shengyan and Qin Siqi, took a taxi back to the base.

Shimonofu is a local, Yu Haiyan and Lu Xing went back to the base to reorganize their luggage, and then they took a taxi and left.

Zhong Yuebai went back to the room to take a shower, threw the things in the suitcase into the washing machine, and returned to the washing machine where it should be, and then returned to the training room happily with the hammer stone figure in his arms.

The players were gone, and the training room was extremely deserted.

She placed the figure on the left side of the computer, turned it on, and went out all over the base to find Strawberry.

Qin Siqi went downstairs with Strawberry in his arms, and what he saw was her pestle in the base hall, her face full of anxiety and distress.

"Moon White?" He couldn't help but call her and asked in surprise, "You haven't come home yet?" ”