Help?

Song Yansheng lowered his eyes and looked at Su Xiaoling's mobile phone page.

Su Xiaoling supported his chin with one hand and explained: "This person slandered Brother Orange for plagiarism, and threw out the so-called evidence. ”

"His evidence must be problematic."

"You're an expert in the Internet, so there must be a way to debunk this person, right?"

Song Yansheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her lightly.

She just believed in him?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Su Xiaoling frowned, a little anxious.

"You can't help it, do you? Can't you even do it? That orange brother ...... this time"

"I'll try."

Song Yansheng interrupted her, his gaze returned to the computer screen, his thin lips pursed, and he was intently typing on the keyboard.

Su Xiaoling's brows moved, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled crookedly.

Song Yansheng must have a way.

He's a great god.

She looked at his attentive handsome face, very white, sickly fair, with good skin, handsome facial features, very soft, just like the gentle noble son in the painting, the whole person looked gentle, and importantly, handsome!

Her future husband is so good-looking.

Today is also a day immersed in Song Yansheng's prosperous beauty.

Just as Su Xiaoling was fascinated, Song Yansheng's voice suddenly sounded.

"Help me make me a cup of tea, thanks."

If you are cold and detached, you don't have any feelings.

I didn't even look at her.

Su Xiaoling pouted, is he so indifferent?

But......

He finally took the initiative to ask her!

That's the point!

In any case, the requirements of the future husband must be fulfilled no matter how you say it.

"Okay."

Su Xiaoling quickly stood up, but he was very obedient.

Song Yansheng looked at her cheerful figure, and couldn't help it, the corners of her mouth slowly rose.

Can you be happy like this by pouring tea?

He lowered his eyes, staring at the computer screen.

Although, he has always warned himself not to think about her, not to look at her, not to care about her.

However, his heart, his brain, seemed to be deliberately against him, and the more he resisted, the stronger the feeling became.

She kept watching him, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

That's why she was asked to pour tea.

His attention was on the computer again, and soon, he hacked into the backstage of the cartoonist with a lot of bones.

Su Xiaoling was holding the tea, and saw that he was looking at the computer screen intently, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be the backstage of the comic author.

She quickly placed the teacup on the table, leaned forward, and looked closer.

Song Yansheng, who was sitting in front of the computer, noticed her approaching, and his body suddenly stiffened and couldn't move.

She was hunched over, staring at the computer screen with big beautiful eyes, looking at it carefully. There was a faint fragrance on her body, faintly sweet, just like her.

Song Yansheng looked at her side face, her fair face, tender and tender, her nose was erect, small, and her lips were ruddy.

He only felt a tightness in his throat, and the burning breath gradually rose.

It turned out that no matter how much he pretended not to care, he couldn't deceive himself.

As soon as she got a little closer, he would be in a mess.

Su Xiaoling did not find anything abnormal about Song Yansheng.

She stared at the content on the computer seriously, and said: "The publication date of the bone Li displayed in the background is the most recent, which is different from the time on the screenshot." ”

"So, his so-called evidence, that is, those screenshots, is the time on it P?"

After speaking, she turned her eyes and looked at Song Yansheng.

saw that Song Yansheng was also looking at her.

(End of chapter)