Chapter 1193 Exposure of Qi Yan's Fruit Photos

Nie Yao was furious, clicked on one of the private messages, and sent it: "You want Qi Yan's resources, right? I have them, and there are a lot of them."

Fearing that Qi Yan would not know, Nie Yao specially posted a Weibo: Who wants Qi Yan's resources?
It didn't take long for the simple eight characters to be sent out, and the reply below exploded.

"The ex-wife of the national male god is about to break out, come quickly, come, ask for luck, resources, and the eye of a needle."

"The blogger is mighty, and I can't get used to those men who start messing around and end up giving up. I support you and expose Qi Yan's fruit photos..."

"Blogger, I sent you a private message last night, why didn't you reply to me?"

"It's better not to post those on the Internet. You make a price, and I want the whole set."

What does this mean?Obviously you want a photo of Qi Yan, okay?
The notification tone of the mobile phone rang one after another. Xie Junqi, who was just sleepy, opened his eyes, looked at Nie Yao but said nothing.

Realizing that she had quarreled with the other party, Nie Yao lowered her head in embarrassment, turned her phone to silent and clicked on private messages and comments.

Those who agreed to criticize Qi Yan verbally and in writing, even though they said something to make Nie Yao happy on the surface, secretly sent private messages to Nie Yao for resources.Some big money directly bid 1000 million, asking for a full set.

Looking at the dense row of zeros, Nie Yao suddenly felt that she could become a rich woman without working.

Selling Qi Yan's fruit photo, one piece is 100 million, ten people will be 1000 million.

But Nie Yao really doesn't have this thing, most of her cell phone was secretly taken when Qi Yan wasn't paying attention, after searching for a long time, Nie Yao found that there was not even a half-length photo of Qi Yan in her gallery, she This ex-wife has really failed.

At the end of the scroll, Nie Yao's hand sliding the screen suddenly stopped.

She saw a photo of Qi Yan with his upper body naked, but it looked a bit sinister.

Moreover, this photo was not taken by Nie Yao.

From the picture, it can be clearly seen that the man is lying on the bed with his upper body naked, with a slender, white hand embracing a little woman.

The little girl was sleeping soundly, she was burying her head in Qi Yan's chest, using Qi Yan's chest as a pillow.

The snow-white quilt only covered her waist, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

On the back, the bright red traces are like coquettish red plum blossoms blooming in the white snow, scattered on the girl's back, the picture is beautiful and heart-warming.

Qi Yan...how shameless to take such a photo while she was asleep!
Nie Yao's face turned red instantly, and her little ears became hot.

Scrolling down, she saw a lot of photos with Qi Yan, as well as photos of Qi Yan and Xiaobao, although Qi Yan still maintained that **** face that never changed, but if you look carefully, You can find the corners of his mouth lightly hooked and the pampering and smile in his eyes that are not difficult to detect.

Such a man was so kind to her and Xiaobao in the past.

He also told Nie Yao to wait for him to come back.

But why... After he came back, his whole person changed.

Her nose suddenly became sore, Nie Yao suppressed the soreness in her heart and turned her face away, fearing that Zhang Jingshu would notice something strange, she deliberately lowered her voice, trying to calm down her emotions, but she couldn't calm down, and finally directly opened the photo album closed.

The phone was still vibrating, and private messages came in one after another, all asking Nie Yao for resources.

The mood suddenly became irritable and anxious, Nie Yao directly turned off Weibo, and turned off her mobile phone by the way, her world became much quieter in an instant.

(End of this chapter)

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