With a gentle kiss on the little guy's forehead, Nan Yu fell asleep on the sofa with a thin blanket.

A series of events that happened at night made her sleepy.

There was still some burning pain in his neck, and Nan Yu took the ointment from the small medicine box and applied it to the bruises.

Lying on the sofa, the man's cold black eyes appeared in her mind, and she shivered coldly.

That manic person will definitely not be the man who was the night four years ago, and it will not be the daddy of her brother!

She must have misremembered!

Nan Yu took his mobile phone and opened Weibo.

When she was abroad, she inadvertently saved a gourmet chef, and he taught her a lot during his illness, and the two can be regarded as teachers and friends.

In order to support Xiaokai and her mother, she got a food blogger account on Weibo two years ago - Tiantian Food House.

At first, few people paid attention to it, but she insisted on posting her own food videos twice a week, and gradually, she became popular.

By now, there are more than a million fans.

I also have a decent income every month.

Last month, due to Xiaokai's leukemia, she had to go through the procedures for returning to China, and she didn't post a blog for almost a month.

Many loyal fans are calling for her.

Of course, there are also many competitors' black fans who come to make trouble.

- If you don't show up for a month, you're afraid that the blogger will be in a car accident, right?

- When has the blogger ever appeared since he started his blog? The whole body, I guess only those hands can see it, right?

- It's really hard to imagine how ugly a woman with a pair of delicate hands will be, she won't show up for two years, and she won't participate in various award events, I think she must be ugly than dinosaurs!

Nan Yu raised her eyebrows, are dinosaurs ugly?

Of course, in addition to black fans, there are also many loyal fans who maintain her.

- Black, we are all envious, jealous and hateful, right? The hands are so white, so beautiful, so fairy, and the appearance will definitely not be bad.

- We are sweet and not those bewitching sluts on the Internet who love to show off, low-key and mysterious!

- Yes, we love Tian Tian and the food she makes.

- Tiantian, wuli beauty, where have you been this month, why haven't you blogged yet!

A smile appeared at the corner of Nan Yu's mouth, and his slender ten fingers typed a line of words into Weibo.

[Spring in China, beauty out of the sky, little cuties, everything is fine with Tiantian, the food video will be sent tomorrow, two kiss emojis]

Shortly after it was sent, someone immediately left a message with her.

- Goddess Sweet, looking forward to your new food video. There is a picture of a starry eye on the back.

……

Inside a luxury estate.

The evil man lying on the sofa had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and after leaving a word, he threw his mobile phone on the coffee table and looked at the man sitting on the other side of the sand smoking and watching the evening financial news, "Fourth brother, the sixth brother goddess has finally posted a blog!" ”

The sixth brother Ji Chuan is a popular little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, everyone else is face control, voice control, he is good, typical hand control.

Ever since I saw this sweet blogger's video, I couldn't help but be fascinated by those hands.

No, seeing that the blogger didn't post a blog for a month, he was worried that something would happen to him, and he flew abroad last week.

But I heard that after looking around, I couldn't find anyone.

"How many beauties in the entertainment industry are obsessed with him, but he is obsessed with a pair of hands that have never even seen his face, what do you say if the other party looks too scary?"

Mu Sihan focused on the financial news on TV and ignored Lan Yanzhi.

Lan Yanzhi stared at Mu Sihan's handsome face for a few seconds, and sighed helplessly, "Fourth brother, can't you have some other fun in your life besides watching journalism?" finally became interested in a woman, but almost strangled someone to death. ”

"Shut up!"

Lan Yanzhi raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll shut up." ”

After Lan Yanzhi went to the bathroom, Mu Sihan frowned, as if he thought of something, picked up the mobile phone that Lan Yanzhi threw on the sofa, and clicked on Weibo.