The reporter, who originally wanted to take a closer look, only found out when he raised his eyes and saw the mysterious figure.

it! That's what they want!

Immediately pinched the camera and took a wild shot, even if the man wearing sunglasses only left a side face.

But everyone is enough to recognize that it is the Heavenly King Bo Ye Xiao!

Yesterday looked at each other affectionately, and today you will be domineering to protect your new love?

Suddenly, the gossip reporter felt that this was a solid relationship between the two people!

Bo Tianwang, who has been silent for three years, is now making a comeback with the white lotus that rubs the heat of Luonai.

In an instant, it shocked the whole network.

But at the same time, the night army of the thin night owl on the Internet suddenly opened the pot.

"White Lotus hype dog, vixen! is not worthy of being compared with the Queen of Luo, we don't recognize it in the night army! ”

"There is no substitute for the love of the king and queen of heaven, I only recognize this pair of CPs in this life, and refuse anyone's binding hype!"

"There is only one night in the world, is she worthy of the White Lotus?"

"It's been three years, and my Bo Ye has spent three years in silence to heal his emotional wounds, begging White Lotus to let him go."

"Rub the heat of the deceased, the sky thunders! My heart is long, and my life will not change! ”

All the night family soldiers were abusing Mu Weiwei for being a white lotus and asking her to let go of her idols.

There are even fans who are eager to protect the master, threatening to kill the White Lotus Mu Weiwei and return the pure land of the entertainment industry.

A vicious battle of "White Lotus withdrawing from the circle" was immediately ignited on the Internet, and countless netizens joined the circle protection action, vowing to drive Mu Weiwei away.

At this time, in a luxury sports car on the side of the road, Mu Weiwei's hands were imprisoned.

I saw the sunglasses removed, and a cold and bloodthirsty face glared at her, "Why are you wearing that white gauze dress?" Why imitate her? ”

"It's been three years, and it took me three years to forget about her, why are you doing this? Why? ”

I saw the thin night owl roaring in a low voice, his voice was hoarse, and his bloodthirsty eyes were extremely penetrating.

Mu was slightly stunned, only to feel that her wrist was about to be crushed, she was speechless and roared, "God is so imitating!" Are you a mad dog like those paparazzi? I don't know what Lonay is, and I don't want to rub any heat! ”

Since yesterday's concert, the name Lornay has kept appearing, even to the point of disrupting her life.

Ke Mu Weiwei doesn't know anything at all, how to talk about hype and rubbing the popularity of the deceased?

is an iron-clad entertainment industry, an artist with flowing water, and besides, he is still a person who has been dead for three years.

For her, who has already lost part of her memory, she is really impressed.

"You can hype up as much as you want, but you shouldn't, you shouldn't take advantage of her!"

When I think of the figure at the concert scene, I still feel lingering in the night owl.

The girl who used to be simple and kind, beautiful like a fairy, seems to have really come back in an instant.

It took him three years to forget, numb himself with alcohol, and get drunk all day.

But three years have passed, but he has never forgotten.

Luo Nai is like a deep imprint in his heart, and he can't forget it.

He couldn't forget that on the day of her accident, she was wearing that white gauze skirt and singing the song he wrote for her on stage.

But suddenly, a stage accident completely took her life.

In that white gauze dress, like an angel, she was infected with bright red blood.

He was in the audience at the time, looking at the bright red, and the whole person was stunned.

The thin night owl who fell into the memories felt that the whole person was swept over by the pain of tearing.

"You're not qualified to imitate her, no one can!"

The Thin Night Owl clutched her wrist tightly, using all his strength, his eyes bloodthirsty and terrifying.