Chapter 20: The Gift of a Maniac

Just when Jiangbei was bored and wanted to close the Weibo page, and when she went offline, she suddenly thought of something.

In an instant, Jiangbei's beautiful bewitching blue eyes suddenly narrowed evilly, and the red lips that had been moving all this time were at this moment!

Suddenly, there was a very evil arc, and it could even make people feel the sense of being suddenly targeted by a wild beast.

That's right......

At that time, she went to register and met the one named Luo Heyang, right?

Without saying a word, the slender right hand that had been covering the mouse suddenly shifted to the keyboard, and the shiny fingertips quickly knocked down on the keyboard.

What resounded indirectly in the room was the crackling sound of the keyboard, and the hand speed was extremely fast.

After a few clicks, the huge high-definition computer screen appeared the picture that Jiangbei wanted.

At a glance, it turned out to be Luo Heyang's Weibo homepage.

There are more than 15 million followers, and almost every Weibo post has more than 500,000 likes and comments.

Jiang Bei narrowed his eyes with a smile, staring at the computer page for a while, still a little deliberate in his heart.

What to consider......

That, of course, is.

"Should I let you die or should I let you be played to death......"

Not.

Jiang Bei tilted his head slightly, and the pair of demonic blue eyes that appeared at this time were not as lazy and casual as ever, but crazy.

It's hard to choose between these two options.

But......

Let him die like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete the conditions that the original owner wanted.

And......

She prefers to play people to death slowly.

Immediately.

The young man's beautiful eyes slowly drooped, and he closed his eyes, and his mind was turning through the memories of the original owner.

Let her see, what is there to do in this Luo Heyang......

It's good not to turn over the memory, but it's ......

It's all fun!

According to the memory of the original owner, this Luo Heyang's black material is actually not much, but the only ones, if she Jiangbei is willing......

In an instant, Jiangbei's demonic blue eyes suddenly opened, and what appeared in them was danger and madness like beasts!

It's even more smiling.

If she Jiangbei is willing, Luo Heyang can be ruined by her play!

I didn't bother to look through my memories anymore, Jiang Bei stared at the computer screen for a moment, and carefully figured out in his mind how to play Luo Heyang to the point of ruin.

Only then did he yawn lazily, half-squinting the blue eyes, the slender and slightly curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the wicked arc at the corner of his lips did not fall in the slightest!

I remember.

At the grand dinner in Jiangcheng at half past seven tomorrow night, Luo Heyang will definitely attend, after all, he is now a man of the year in Jiangcheng.

Jiang Bei tugged at the corners of her mouth, and the explosive crazy plan had been drawn out in her mind little by little.

Suddenly, the boy lifted his feet and landed on the front of the table, and with a casual kick, he pulled her away from the swivel chair and the table.

Habitually, he cocked his calves, his back collapsed directly, and he leaned directly on the swivel chair, sitting like a big guy, and he was dragging it to death!

But his eyes were still focused on the computer screen, and his white face was a little careless.

There was a strange smile in his eyes.

The grand dinner tomorrow night is held by the Jiang family, so there must be a lot of bigwigs who come to the dinner.

If Jiangbei didn't intervene, Luo Heyang would be the most eye-catching one at that dinner.

But......

She just likes to do things, especially crazy and exciting things!

I saw the young man's red lips open, and his tone was unprecedented playful and meaningful: "Luo Heyang, the first gift I gave you, you have to like it~"

Immediately, I saw Jiang Bei, who was paralyzed in the swivel chair in the big man's sitting posture at the moment, slowly straightened his waist pole, and rubbed towards the computer screen table with the swivel chair little by little.

The eyes lazily fell on the black keyboard, and what gradually appeared on the white and delicate face was a treacherous playfulness and-

Crazy.