Li Meng was taken by the housekeeper to a room at the end of the second floor.

The housekeeper hugged the futon.

Li Meng followed him with a pillow and a poster.

The door is open, and the cool gray decoration style is extremely neat and elegant.

The smooth floor is made of solid wood, and when you enter the entrance, you can see an isolated antique shelf.

The decoration in the cold Chinese style is unexpectedly good-looking.

There are all kinds of books on the shelves, most of them are economic big.

Li Meng glanced at it casually, and was not interested in moving away, if it was a combination of various medicines, a collection of chemical research or something.

She expected to be interested.

Before this plane crosses, the prompt sound warns again.

Her ability to concoct potions is not suitable for this plane.

It is not allowed to manufacture dangerous drugs at will, otherwise a large number of points will be deducted.

She is all minus 100, and the prompt tone is still worried about deducting points, which is simply a shameless exploitation of the big landlord.

The housekeeper put the pale pink quilt on the large, soft gray mattress, and then left.

The bed was low and soft and comfortable.

Li Meng put down the pillow as well, but saw that there was already a quilt on the bed.

It is light gray, without any pattern, and is very harmonious with this room.

What was not in harmony was the pink quilt and pillow she had brought.

Li Meng's eyes fell on the quilt, wondering if there was a quilt, how could the housekeeper need to prepare more.

Didn't care about this, Li Meng put the poster on the table as well.

She pulled out a box of five-cent-a-piece paste from her backpack and painted the back of the poster neatly with her hands and feet.

The character is a brain-dead fan.

You can't throw signed posters, you have to offer them.

But this thing is too troublesome to hold, and Li Meng comes up with a brilliant idea.

Stick the poster in the male owner's house and it's done.

This can show her vicious intention of wanting the dove to occupy the magpie's nest and live here for a long time.

I was able to take the opportunity to throw away this eye-catching poster.

How perfect.

Li Meng nodded to herself and praised her intelligence.

Finding an empty wall, Li Meng stood on tiptoe and stuck to it.

The sticker is crooked......

Doesn't matter.

Li Meng took out her mobile phone, and she remembered that she had a Weibo to take care of.

Take a photo and keep your brainless personality up.

Open Weibo and take a look.

Weibo name - Guibao's small cloud group.

Li Meng: "......"

Oh, Guibao is a vicious character, a term of endearment for Qin Guiyun.

This is called, fleshy numb.

Yuntuan is the self-name of Qin Guiyun's fan group.

Well...... What to do if it's more numb.

Li Meng endured goosebumps with a paralyzed face, raised her mobile phone, and took a picture of the poster.

plans to wind up Weibo, learn to show off your personality, and increase your chances of being disliked.

Then she flipped through the original Weibo, intending to imitate the tone.

Result –

"Return to treasure, love you like a treasure, vote for the popular king of the year, return to treasure and win! Open a hundred trumpets to cast up. ”

Li Meng: "......"

"My husband, my baby, I love you like a fish jumping into the sea and the moon falling into the lake, you are the brightest in the stars, you are like the light of redemption, you are the master of happiness, you are the other side of the sweetness of the ......"

Li Meng silently raised the phone and fell.

It's disgusting, who wrote it, this long and water-filled insincere spicy chicken text.

The vicious female partner was written by the author to cheat the subscription money.

Li Meng endured it, she picked up her phone, and was as careful as if the phone had just fallen into the toilet and had just been scooped up.

Typing a few words at random.

"I got Qin Guiyun's signature, haha."

A word of insincerity.

There is no sense of human character at all.

Li Meng thought about it, forget it, we are professional.

Enduring the numbness of the flesh, after deleting this line of words, the girl silently bowed her head and stretched out a finger to Zen and hit slowly.

"I got my husband's autograph, hehe, I'm so happy."

After sending out the photo together.

Li Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she had completed the task of defusing the bomb.

She was just about to walk away, avoiding Qin Guiyun's headshot poster, when she heard the door on the bathroom click open.

Li Meng blinked, anyone?

She looked back and saw a beautiful young man, dressed in house slippers and wiping his hair with a towel, slowly coming out of the bathroom.

Qin Guiyun didn't seem surprised that she was there, her indifferent eyes swept over her, and then fell on the poster on the wall.

The crooked poster is incompatible with this cold and elegant room.

But he just glanced at it, and then lowered his eyes and continued to wipe his hair.

His black hair was wet and drooping, his delicate eyelashes were half-hanging, his dark eyes were unusually pure, and his thin lips were red and clean.

There are no dead ends in beauty, but it does not look feminine.

On the contrary, it is elegant and handsome, like a work of art.

Because he was at home, he wore a simple white pajama with a loose thin coat that exposed the collarbone under his neck.

There is a hint of sexiness for no reason.

Li Meng looked at him expressionlessly for a while.

The housekeeper actually brought her to Qin Guiyun's room, could it be...... Vicious grandpa's schemes.