The other party is holding a mobile phone, sitting in front of a drawing board, holding a cat in his arms.

The cat touched his face with a small pink paw, and he looked at the phone screen, with a warm smile like a sunflower on the corner of his mouth.

Before the other party could reply, Yueyue's message was sent again.

[Yueyue: Don't chat, don't talk and delete it. Delete each other, thank you. 】

If you say delete it, you really delete it.

Click on your profile picture, click on the three decimal points in the upper right corner, and click Delete.

A set of movements, fluent without losing rhythm, swift and elegant.

Then, she clapped her hands and took a deep breath, feeling much more comfortable.

However, the other party was stunned.

I've just finished typing and sent it.

I saw a line of small dark gray words appear on the dialog box, although the font is small, but it is eye-catching.

[I'm sorry, you're not a friend of the other party......]

The cat in his arms glanced up at him, and he looked down at the cat.

Helpless.

Grievance.

Scoff.

The girl I like is so cute.

Then, silently entered her WeChat account and added friends.

No, Yueyue just put the phone down, and the phone rang again. When I picked it up, it was the same person just now, and I added friends again.

Grumpy month after month, crazy online.

What the hell, it's crazy.

Agree with a friend, then send a message to the other person in seconds, a long list.

[Yueyue: Is it neurotic, I added it and asked who you were and didn't say it, and you added it back after you deleted it. What do you want to do, do you want to fight, heads-up or SOLO? 】

[Other: I'm ......]

[Yueyue: (flushed angry smile) What is, are you six decimal places?! 】

After sending the message, I rolled up my little sleeves and wanted to beat someone.

It's thanks to you not being on the other side of me, otherwise I'll blow your brain up every minute.

[Opponent: Typing......]

Yueyue said to herself: "Typing so slowly, shouldn't it be a primary school student, stealing my parents' mobile phones to play." ”

[Opponent: Typing......]

Yueyue continued to say to herself: "What about writing essays? Is it such a strange way for children to write essays nowadays and find inspiration?! ”

[Opponent: Typing......]

Yueyue pestle her chin and stared at the screen: "I'm here to see what moths you can hit." Give you a chance to finish typing, and I'll delete it when I'm done. Not only delete, but I'm also going to block. If I don't block you, I'll be a dog. ”

[Other party: Hello, I'm Qin Ziqian. 】

The ghost knows, Qin Ziqian held the mobile phone, typed and deleted, deleted and typed, typed these words, how much courage it used, and how many times he modified it.

When she saw these words, Yueyue was instantly stunned.

My God, Senior Qin Ziqian?

In front of such a gentle boy, shouldn't I be a lady?

It's over, it's over, my image.

Stabilization.

It wasn't me just now.

So, she messaged him back.

[Yueyue: Hello, the master was not there just now, the robot Xiaoxiaoyue is at your service, what can I do to help you. Q1 for the request to call the host, Q2 for the request to end the conversation. Thank you for your cooperation, please reply to any message if you are satisfied, please do not reply to any message if you are very satisfied, goodbye. 】

Burst~

Qin Ziqian laughed inmobly.

[Qin Ziqian: 1. 】

[Drama Jingyue online: Ah, it's you, senior, I wasn't there just now. 】

[Qin Ziqian: Before I could reply to you just now, I was deleted by you. 】

[Gu Yueyue: Aha, I usually don't add other people's friends, thinking that I don't know people. 】

[Qin Ziqian: Then now that you know it's me, don't delete me again. Otherwise, I would be sad. ] 100 plating the latest chapter of "Is it in love, Mr. Bamboo Horse's Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.