After the rebirth, the top idol, he pestered me to announce

Chapter 138
So when Qiao Qiao saw Hera following Rong Fei step by step, she was stunned for a moment.

Qiaoqiao took out a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet with great insight. Only Rong Fei and his assistant lived in the villa, and there was no size suitable for men.

Qiao Qiao asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"

Hera raised a smile: "Hi sister, I'm Wang Tianniu, sister Fei's distant cousin, please take care of me from now on!"

Rong Fei: .
Jojo: .
God damn Wang Tianniu.

It is also difficult for Hera to give herself such a name.

Qiao Qiao was silent for a long time before suddenly realizing, and then asked again: "What should I call you?"

"He's older than you." Rong Fei's lips twitched: "You live in a guest room on the second floor, don't go to the third floor, don't wander around if you have nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, Rong Fei went upstairs.

"Okay cousin." Hera nodded obediently, and when she disappeared from sight, Hera opened her mouth and let out a rainbow fart: "Pretty sister, when I see pretty people, I usually call them sister!"

Qiao Qiao didn't know how to pick up the words, but girls were happy to be praised, "Really?"

Hera said solemnly: "Yes!"

Hera called out a sweet, instantly coaxing Jojo who cut a lot of meat while cooking.

Rong Fei locked herself in the room for more than half an hour, and when she came down again, the table had already been set.

Two meat and two vegetarian.

Hera diligently put away the bowls and chopsticks, caught a glimpse of Rong Fei from the corner of her eye, and said, "Cousin, come and eat!"

Rong Fei: .
I have to say that Hera did a good job of substituting the character design.

However, Rong Fei scanned the dishes on the table, "Three people, is that too much?"

The portion of each dish is not small.

Qiao Qiao glanced at Hera hesitantly, he kept nagging beside her, and then Qiao Qiao listened to his bewitching.

Hera squinted her eyes and smiled: "Not much, not much!"

So then Rong Fei and Qiao Qiao saw what a 'rice bucket' is.

Hera's eating speed is neither fast nor slow, but the victory lies in the large amount.

The two stopped their chopsticks one after another, Hera was still cooking seriously and hard, and in the end all the dishes on the table were swept away by Hera.

Hera touched her belly and said, "Seven percent full, I can't eat any more, I need to lose weight."

Rong Fei: .
Is there a possibility that she brought back a glutton?

Qiao Qiao said tactfully: "Beetle, have you been too hungry before?"

Hera almost didn't react to the beetle. She froze for a moment before changing her pitiful expression: "Yeah, when I was in my hometown, I gnawed bark and ate weeds every day. Hey, I didn't have enough to eat all day. I couldn’t live anymore, so I ran all the way to join my cousin.”

"Fortunately, my cousin is soft-hearted and willing to take me in. Otherwise, I should be begging on the bridge now, sleeping in the cold wind blowing in the middle of the night."

Hearing this, Qiao Qiao showed a pitiful expression: "It's so pitiful."

Hera pretended to wipe away her tears: "Life is hard, there is nothing I can do."

He pretended to be pretending, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Rong Fei, seeing the coldness in her eyes, he restrained himself a little: "It's actually not that miserable."

Rong Fei said speechlessly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, people who gnaw bark in the mountains don't know how to play computers."

Qiao Qiao looked at the black backpack on the sofa: "...you actually deceived my feelings."

Hera: "I said that I want to get my sister's attention because I lack love, do you believe me?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head resolutely: "I don't believe it. Also, you are older than me!"

Hera asked tentatively, "The younger sister?"

"Not to mention!! This is taking advantage!!"

Hera's arrival was noisy and noisy, which added a human touch to the deserted home.

Qiao Qiao cleaned up the guest room for Hera, Hera was embarrassed to let the girl do it, so she took the initiative to help.

After laying out the quilt, Hera put her backpack on the bed, unzipped it, and Qiao Qiao looked around: "Is this backpack the only luggage you have?"

"Thank you." Hera took out two lollipops and stuffed them into Jojo's hands, "I just sent out my luggage the day before yesterday, and the logistics showed that it will arrive at the Imperial Capital tomorrow."

"Oh." Qiao Qiao was even more sure that the tragic life experience Hera described before was lying, "Then if you need anything, you can tell me, and I will help you buy it. If you want to go to the supermarket, you have to take a taxi there."

Hera nodded and thanked again.

Hera has nothing to clean up, he is a senior home controller, he can stay in the room all day without going out with his computer.

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Song Zhimeng survived the crisis safely, and even gained a lot of loyal fans because of it.

The players who trained with him were sincerely happy for him. They have lived together for so long, and they have long regarded each other as brothers.

But Song Zhiwen was not so lucky.

He took money from Feng Yi, and as soon as the framing of Song Zhimeng was exposed, he quickly deleted that connotative Weibo.

However it didn't work.

Delete blog post?
Then they will send it to you before!

[I'm afraid Song Zhimeng himself didn't expect that the person who stabbed the knife in the back would be his brother, right? 】

[Laughing to death, I don’t know who you are without today’s incident, an [-]th-line sloppy little actor, who doesn’t even have basic morals for the sake of being superior]

[If it wasn't for Mengmeng High School's classmates and teachers who were willing to testify for him, wouldn't it be clear if he jumped into the Yellow River now? 】

[Song Zhiwen begs you to die]

[I've decided, I have to send a private message every day to ask why Song Zhiwen is not dead yet, this kind of person is not worthy of living in this world! ! 】

[I heard that Song Zhiwen and Song Zhimeng reorganized their families. They had no relationship before, but Song Zhiwen dropped out of school early and entered the entertainment industry]

[Oh, it turned out to be Jiu Leu Yu]

[Song Zhiwen get out! 】

Song Zhiwen glanced at the private message, and the content was so dirty that he dared not read it. Some people threatened to send him razor blades and dead mice because they knew his current address.

The room was dark, the curtains were all drawn, and the light from the mobile phone reflected Song Zhiwen's pale face, revealing a gloomy aura.

Song Zhiwen uninstalled Weibo tremblingly, he didn't dare to read any more.

As long as he doesn't see these comments, he can act as if nothing happened.

However, the next second, the rapid ringtone rang, and Song Zhiwen was so scared that he almost threw his phone on the ground. The caller was from his manager, and his heartbeat was so nervous that it jumped into his throat.

Song Zhiwen swallowed his saliva, put the phone to his ear, and the other side was silent for a long time.

Song Zhiwen, who was silent, became even more frightened.

Song Zhiwen murmured, "Sister, help me, I've been fascinated by ghosts this time."

The agent sneered: "Do you know how much loss you have brought to the company today? Even the reputation of the company's artists has been affected. Now that you have been abandoned, you can't be an abandoned child honestly. What are you going to fight for?"

Song Zhiwen was silent.

The agent continued: "The company has already planned to terminate the contract with you."

Song Zhiwen's complexion was paler than the wall.

It's over, he's really over.

(End of this chapter)