The Internet exploded all at once.

Although it was one o'clock in the morning, there were many netizens who stayed up late, and when they swiped this article, they said:

【？？？？ 】

[What's the situation?] it!! 】

[Luo Qiao's? Isn't it......]

[What's the matter with my pretty sister? Fainted in the middle of the night? 】

[If I'm not mistaken...... This is a candid shot, right...... It's a little scary. 】

Ke Fan has always regarded Luo Qiao as an enemy, and now he couldn't sit still, and immediately began to insult Luo Qiao crazily, what is upside down with a slut, pervert, stalker, how ugly the scolding is.

This picture was deleted immediately within two minutes of its release, but netizens thought that she had made a mistake and sent the wrong number, and someone took a screenshot of the picture.

Luo Qiao is used to muting her mobile phone at night, and Mu Lan can't get through to her phone, so she is in a hurry.

And Luo Qiao herself woke up naturally from sleep, she stretched comfortably, didn't take her mobile phone to look at it immediately, took a shower in the bathroom, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.

Ming Siran just came back from running, her tall and slender figure was bathed in the morning light, her forehead hair was slightly wet, her dark eyes were clear, and when she saw her coming down, her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed lightly and smiled casually.

Beads of sweat slid down his sexy neckline, and the smile was even more incredible.

Luo Qiao felt that if he had hair on his back, he would definitely blow up at this time.

She avoided his straight gaze and walked briskly to the dining room.

Ming Siran watched nonchalantly, reached out as she passed, grabbed her wrist, and led it to his side.

Luo Qiao's heart jumped and she looked at him with wide eyes.

Ming Siran slowly approached, the thin hot breath brushed her face and fell to her ears, and her voice was lazy and sexy: "Good morning...... " After a pause, he chuckled softly: "My dear ex-girlfriend." ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

With that, he let go of her and walked upstairs to take a shower with his long legs.

Luo Qiao stared at the man's casual and elegant back, and for a long time, rubbed her red ears hard, and scolded in a low voice: "Bastard......"

After taking a shower, Ming Siran sat down across from her and dined elegantly.

Luo Qiao ignored him and took out her phone while drinking milk.

After unlocking the screen, she was stunned, dozens of misses, and a WeChat message from Mu Lan.

At this time, Mu Lan called again, and Luo Qiao hurriedly answered: "Hey? Baby, what's wrong? ”

Ming Siran glanced at her.

Baby.

"Hurry up and go to Weibo." Mu Lan hurriedly said: "Qiaoqiao, someone is using your account to send things indiscriminately." ”

Messing around?

Luo Qiao frowned, hung up the phone, and logged on to his Weibo.

However, the landing could not be carried out.

At this time, Mu Lan sent her a screenshot of the dynamic posted by her account in the early morning.

Luo Qiao saw Ke Bozhou's photo at a glance.

She frowned, quickly calmed down, understood what had happened in the shortest possible time, and her eyes were cold.

She hadn't started to trouble the two of them, and they weren't idle.

Looking at Weibo, which couldn't be logged into, Luo Qiao pursed her lips and slowly turned her eyes to the man opposite.

"Ming Siran......" she shouted softly.

Ming Siran's action of cutting food slowly stopped, looked up at her, and said casually: "Huh? ”

“…… I remember, you've been a hacker before, haven't you? ”

He chuckled casually, his eyebrows picturesque: "So what? ”