After a while, a reply appeared below.

Xiaoji's father fan: Don't spread rumors, don't believe in rumors, young man, I advise you to be kind.

Su Cunyi checked for typos, but found that in just a few seconds, there were two more replies below.

It's also against that netizen, but the language is much sharper than him.

. : An idiot can be your teacher, and a mentally retarded person can teach you how to speak human.

. : Why do you look like a QR code, you don’t even know what you are unless you scan it.

Su Cunyi immediately called this man '. ’ My friend became curious, maybe it was because of drinking, he was not as rigid as usual, he was a bit talkative, and even took the initiative to talk to ‘. ’ We started talking.

Xiaoji's father fans reply @. : This netizen, are you also your own fan?

After the news was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Su Cunyi lit a cigarette, halfway through it, it reminded him that there was a new reply.

. Reply to @小巨爸爸粉: I guess so.

Su Cunyi extinguished his cigarette.

Xiaoji's father fan: Then what kind of fan are you?

. : What powder?

Su Cunyi didn't know this question until he did his homework in the past few days.

Xiaoji’s daddy fan: With different attitudes and ages, fans are also divided into many different types. For example, I am her daddy fan. If you dare to say it, no one on the Internet knows who you are anyway.

Su Cunyi wanted to know what kind of people liked his daughter, but after sending this message, he waited for a long time before replying again.

In the next second, Su Cunyi's face was almost pasted on the computer screen.

. : Then I am her...husband fan...

**

Ten minutes later, in Pei's study, Pei Huai stared at the phone screen, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Mu came in with the printed documents in his hand, and seeing the president's bitterness and hatred, he asked with concern: "President, what can I do for you?"

Pei Huai raised his eyelids and said blankly, "The Weibo account has been reported, how can I solve it?"

Tonight, the old man is watching "Hello, Sunday" in the living room, and deliberately turned the TV on very loudly.

He thought it was noisy, so he went back to the study to read the documents.

Unexpectedly, after looking at it, he picked up the phone again. Several hot searches on Weibo were about him and her.

After seeing that comment, that person not only alluded to Su Ji, but also damaged Pei's image.

Is Pei's the kind of company that unspokenly rules female stars?

Then he responded casually.

Then, a person named Xiaoji's Papa Fan came to talk to him.

How dare you report him with such an unserious name?

There are only a few choices in total, he is not a husband fan, is it possible that he is still a sister fan?

**

At this moment, Su Ji had already fallen asleep.

She also drank some wine tonight, although it was not lychee wine.

The girl's white figure sank into the big fluffy and soft bed.

The bright-colored sheets made her so white that she couldn't resist the sky.

She seemed to be dreaming again that day, when she went out with the army, she drank three rounds at the banquet, and she was as dizzy as today.

In the depths of the shogunate, she entered the bathing hall by mistake, and met a beautiful sister with black hair and shoulders.

It is said that the women in Fandi are so beautiful, she has long been greedy.

The beautiful elder sister was very shy. When she saw her come in, she pulled off a mask from somewhere and put it on.

Su Ji drank too much and was a bit talkative. In severe winter, there is nothing more comfortable than being able to soak in the bathing hall for a while.

After thinking about it, she took off her clothes and walked into the pool. The pool was so big, there was a long distance between her and the beautiful sister, and the steaming heat blurred her vision.

She remembered that she was the one who was always talking that night, the beautiful sister was silent, she was so stingy that she was reluctant to take an arm out of the pool.

She was kept asleep by Teng, and she didn't know how she got back to her residence.

After waking up to a beautifully written greeting letter by the table, and then when she returned to the palace, the pretty sister became a bosom big sister...

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