The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 491

Originally, the matter of posting on Weibo, relying on J God's fans alone, would not actually be on the hot search.

But our great J-spirit, who is the number one expert in death, is different.

The post on Weibo was not trending, but the replies kept going up.

And it's getting hotter and hotter.

In today's society, there is already a lot of facial expressions, and there are a lot of faces, and the power of the Rotten Women's Party cannot be underestimated.

More and more people like to see good-looking little brothers and good-looking little brothers together.

Who is with whom in the entertainment industry, and who is married to whom.

It's over when the heat is over.

However, when there is a sign of hope, like this peerless boy, is with the other little brother who had an amazing time.

That's not something that can be solved once the heat is over.

This is a trend that is going to turn the world upside down.

"My god! What kind of fairy-tale little brother is this!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !"

"Is that picture floating on the homepage the male protagonist who replied to Weibo? He looks really good-looking, but he's a bit cold."

"Upstairs, let's find out about the husband of the national, and the jungler in the national uniform."

"Hey, God J is still so hot-tempered that I am moved! There are really not many people who dare to confront fans so positively! Although that is not a fan..."

"Why do I smell the smell of a domineering president caring for his little wife? I really want to start writing! Blow my moon god and J god's looks."

……

Hot searches go up.

Jiang Ye had nothing to do, so he clicked in and took a look.

There are still a lot of praise.

Occasionally there are a few bad ones, and the comments are basically deleted with their tails between their legs.

The more Master Jiang read everyone's comments, the better he felt.

Even the originally handsome and cold facial features melted a lot, looking like a spring breeze.

Wen Siyue was drinking porridge there.

I saw it as soon as I looked up.

Just as the spoon in his mouth stopped in mid-air, he bit his pink lips, looked suspiciously, and said, "Brother Jiang, did you see a flower when you looked at your phone?"

Jiang Dashen raised his eyes, the light in his eyes was faint, and he didn't react for a while, what did she mean by what she said: "What?"

"It's just... Why do you laugh when you look at it? It's weird to say..." Wen Siyue explained carefully.

Always pay attention to the expression on Jiang Dashen's face. '

Once she finds out what's wrong, she's ready to unleash her chain of rainbow sycophants.

people.

They all like to hear good things.

Even the majestic Jiang Dashen is no exception.

Fortunately, Jiang Dashen didn't look unhappy.

Instead, he took a piece of paper from the table, and wiped the porridge and rice on the corner of her lips unceremoniously, with a dangerous tone: "If you don't eat well and focus on two things, I will feed you myself. "

Wen Siyue was taken aback, thinking it would be a good thing to have someone to feed her, she couldn't wish for it.

What's more, God J personally fed it.

So, the innocent little golden retriever put down the spoon with a smile, his brows and eyes curved: "Really? Can I do it? Do I have this honor?"

She was still secretly proud of it.

Jiang Dashen held the mobile phone with a smile that was not a smile, staring at her pink and moist lips, his phoenix eyes darkened suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you serious? If I feed you, it's not as simple as feeding with a spoon..."

Wen Siyue: "???"

If you don't use a spoon, what do you use?
Jiang Dashen raised his hand, and slowly pointed to his own lips, then to hers...

That action is so sexy and seductive!

Wen Siyue blushed on the spot, pushed the porridge in front of her, and became angry from embarrassment: "Captain pornography! Reported!"

(End of this chapter)