Su Qianqing sighed secretly, withdrew, and sent a short message to Zhou Ji.

[Su Qianqing: Director Zhou, the ending is very good, very moving. 】

Then Su Qianqing appeared on Weibo again and directly reprinted Guoguo's comment.

[Su Qianqing V: What Chang Mo'an wants from beginning to end is just a void #Forward Weibo#Guoguo: I hope there is a world that can break free from the five elements. Her soul is Xiaofeng, and his body is Caixia. It's short, but it's beautiful. 】

[Guoguo: I'm so excited to be flopped! ] What a happy ending it would be if Chang Mo'an and Daokong were together in the end! The last scene made me cry to death. 】

[Xiaoli adc: Fortunately, Changmo'an wants QAQ]

Serious Weibo began to be crooked from the second floor.

The floor of Xiaoli ADC quickly became popular.

- [Sister Qin's Little Bone Powder V: Are you the devil? 】

- [A loud bang in the sky: Xiu'er, is that you?] Why do you spit it out like that? Get down on your knees and quickly delete the floor. 】

——[Shuangying is my dish: Actually, I think it's okay for Sister Qin and Brother Yuan to be together, and the dog's head saves his life]

——[Passerby A: ······ 】

After Su Qianqing saw the ID of Xiaoli ADC, he raised his eyebrows, the person with this ID is really it.

"What? What are you busy with? Not having a good rest? Zhou Yili saw that Su Qianqing was still poking the keyboard on her mobile phone, and finally couldn't help asking.

is so dedicated at such a late hour, and she hasn't forgotten to post on Weibo, she is really a strong woman with a sense of dedication.

"I'm reading a person's Weibo." Su Qianqing poked into Xiaoli's ADC Weibo, and while looking at his Weibo, he didn't forget to reply to Zhou Yili.

"Who's?" Zhou Yi's centrifugal head suddenly felt a little tasteful, and he actually looked at a person's Weibo again!

Can't she see someone his size next to her? Hum! It's so angry!

"Xiaoli ADC, I don't know who it is."

“······” How is this id so familiar.

Zhou Yili jumped from her right eyelid.

Suddenly feeling that there was no sound behind him, Su Qianqing felt a little wrong. Lying flat, he looked at Zhou Yili with an embarrassed face.

"You know?" Su Qianqing narrowed his eyes, not to mention that this id is really similar.

"This is my trumpet······" Zhou Yili explained embarrassedly.

"So, that Xiu'er just now was you?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yili looked confused.

Su Qianqing glanced at the mobile phone in Zhou Yili's hand and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

She said that this ID has been active under each of her Weibos, and it is Zhou Yili's trumpet for a long time.

If it's a real number, I'm afraid it's active like a high imitation.

"Fortunately, Chang Mo'an wants to be empty, but fortunately, Su Qianqing wants Zhou Yili?" Su Qianqing looked at Zhou Yili with a smile.

"Humph! Who asked you to post this! No, we must have the same article when we are on the eighth! ”

"Oh? What are you going to post? ”

"Send a hand with ten fingers interlocked, the background picture is the marriage certificate, and then add a sentence, all I want for the rest of my life is a Su Qianqing."

When Zhou Yili said this, his face was not red at all, and he said it quite confidently.

“······”

Jiang Li, are you sure that your background picture is a marriage certificate, such a high-profile oath, you will not be beaten to death?

Su Qianqing had a cold sweat on his forehead.

Two people with top traffic, won't they be killed if they do this?

She felt terrible to think about it now.

She estimated that Weibo would blow up directly the day after tomorrow.

Forget it about announcing the marriage, after all, the step of playing friends directly hides the past.

The background picture is a marriage certificate, this is not an oath, this is a proper provocation······