At this time, the riverside villa group on the outskirts of the city.

In a small, monotonous room on the second floor of a certain villa.

The girl with neat flowing short hair tilted her head slightly, her bright and sly eyes stared at the computer with satisfaction, and the corners of her mouth hooked up an arc of evil confidence.

The prophecy that the end times will be in 60 days has been announced, and it is very good.

About my hundreds of pages of personal information, I also managed to get someone to get it, which is good.

Then now, it's time for her to end her singleness.

After turning off the desktop computer, which was almost ready to be scrapped, the girl picked up the phone on her right hand side and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

The Blueberry 33rd generation mobile phone, which has been used for nearly three years, except that the machine is a little stuck and the response can't keep up with her brain speed, the whole body is still very new and clean.

The color of the girl's body is just like the skin on her body, pink and tender, without any flaws.

On the private social software on the mobile phone, there are unread messages lying for several days, all from the same person.

Zhou Mumu, a world-famous female hacker boss, is not known to others, but Zhou Mumu is actually her apprentice.

Who would have thought that these two girls, who are about the same age, but one is in a southern city and the other is in a northern city, who seem to be unable to beat the eight poles, turned out to be a master-apprentice relationship.

- "Master! Master! I saw the short video that was played around the world just now! ”

- "Master, would you like to reply to me?" I know you did it, and I guess no one in the world can do this except you! ”

- "So what I want to know is, who is the great witch Marslin?" ”

After reading the news, the girl hooked her lips and smiled again, the black broken hair on her forehead fell on the bridge of her delicate and small nose, and the green jade finger tapped on the screen at random, and the word "I" was sent out.

So in the other party's chat box, the chat history displayed is like this - e-book house

Zhou Mumu: "So what I especially want to know is, who is the great Wu Ma Shilin?" ”

Master: "Me"

Really, it's so neat that it doesn't even give a punctuation mark.

Zhou Mumu didn't care about this kind of detail anymore, she replied in shock: "Master, didn't you decide to stay surnamed Lan for the rest of your life?" ”

After the news was sent, Zhou Mumu's expression turned distressed and worried.

The surname Wuma......

It's really not worth it!

Master, don't be soft-hearted!

In the room, the short-haired girl got up, and when she was about to walk out of the room, she quickly replied: "It's just temporary, I'll always have the surname Lan." ”

After all, for the announcement of such important news in the prophecy of the end times, the name Wu Ma Shilin sounds much more credible than her real name, Lan Jiaying.

Zhou Mumu breathed a sigh of relief, and the daily rainbow fart blew: "Wow, Master, my worship of you is like the Yellow River flooding, out of control~"

Lan Jiaying didn't reply to the message, turned off the phone screen and stuffed it into the pocket of the jeans she was wearing, combed her short hair casually, and reached for the doorknob with her fair and slender hand, ready to open the door.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, it was her half-sister Wu Ma Xuexiang.

Wu Ma Xiangxue, who is three years younger than her, has been cultivated to look like a lady, and her voice is soft and soft:

"Sister Jiaying, it's time to go downstairs to eat, Mom and Dad have been waiting for you in the restaurant for two minutes, if you don't hurry down, Mom and Dad will lose their temper."

It's just that when she looked at Lan Jiaying, the faint sense of superiority between her eyebrows couldn't help but show herself.