Zhao Mengyao always felt that the content they discussed was a bit familiar, as if it was a bit like the MV of "Sijun" she filmed before.

She hadn't read Weibo for several days, and she didn't know what the response was. But according to the previous rules, it is estimated that not many people will see it.

After all, she is just a newcomer, she has no fan base, and it is normal for no one to watch a video.

Zhao Mengyao thought about it, and felt that she should be self-inflicted, people only said that the posture of a male protagonist pulling out a knife is handsome, and there are many male protagonists with knives in the ancient style MV.

Don't overthink it.

"What's wrong, Meng Yao?" Li Yinglong saw that Zhao Mengyao didn't know why she was in a daze, thinking that she was tired, so he asked with concern.

Zhao Mengyao came back to her senses, shook her head, and said with a smile: "No, nothing." Just as she finished speaking, the passer-by girl on the side shouted loudly: "Wow, this ending, it's too sadistic!" Sijun ...... Who is thinking about it, I guess the heroine herself doesn't know, right? ”

Zhao Mengyao confirmed it this time.

What the two passers-by next to her were discussing was indeed the MV of "Sijun" that she filmed before.

Zhao Mengyao's chest was as if she had been hit by a small pebble, with a wonderful feeling. Passers-by who have never known each other in their lives are watching her works, listening to the songs she writes, and discussing them so deeply......

This realization made her a little surprised, and she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth from rising slightly.

When Li Yinglong saw this scene, he was confused, pinched Zhao Mengyao's little face, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, baby?" Looking at Young Master Ben in a daze, and smiling with a look of longing? ”

When Zhao Mengyao heard this, she immediately withdrew her smile and glanced at him: "Don't be sentimental." ”

"And what are you laughing at?"

Zhao Mengyao wouldn't tell him the truth, so she said perfunctorily: "I thought of a funny joke and laughed." ”

"What joke?" Li Yinglong asked curiously.

Zhao Mengyao thought for a while, and then remembered a cold joke she had heard before: "There is a person who is sick and goes to get a drip, and the person next to him keeps laughing, and the person who takes the drip asks: What are you laughing at?" The laughing person said, "I laugh a little bit (laugh low)." ”

After a period of silence, Li Yinglong pulled the corners of his mouth with black lines on his head, and complained mercilessly: "You do have a low smile." ”

"Hey, hey." Zhao Mengyao showed a smug smile.

"I'm not complimenting you, stupid!" Li Yinglong was helpless and wanted to laugh again, touching Zhao Mengyao's hair, the more he looked at her, the more cute he became: "Your level of telling jokes is the same as that of Youtian." ”

"I'm so much better than him." Zhao Mengyao naturally would not admit defeat.

"Yes, yes, my wife is the best!" Li Yinglong replied very perfunctorily.

Zhao Mengyao glanced at him, and suddenly said, "I'm a little thirsty, can you buy me a drink?" ”

Li Yinglong looked at the half cup of milk tea she was holding in her hand dumbfounded, and asked uncertainly, "You said you were a little thirsty?" ”

Zhao Mengyao actually just wanted to break Li Yinglong away, so she had time to take a look at her Weibo situation, but she completely forgot that she was still holding an unfinished cup of milk tea.

There was no way, she had to drink all the milk tea in one go with an expressionless face, then swallowed her saliva, and said confidently: "Yes, I'm a little thirsty." ”

Li Yinglong couldn't smile bitterly, patted Zhao Mengyao's little head, and said helplessly: "Nonsense." The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.