He frowned and wiped Yun Rao's tears with his handkerchief. Wen Sheng said, "it's just my brother's guess. Maybe it's not like this."

Yunrao couldn't stop her tears.

She had a hunch.

Cloud not from said, even if it is not the truth, also eight - nine not from ten.

After all, another sister Yun Qing, who was related to her by blood, really didn't appear.

"Brother, I really hate my grandparents..."

Yun Feili holds his sister in his arms and pats her on the back to comfort her.

In the invisible corner of yunrao, yunfeili's eyes become deep and cold.

He thought of a lot of disobedience about Yun Qing.

The information about Yunqing has long been spoiled by the major families in Beijing.

Yunqing before the wedding banquet and after the wedding banquet are two people.

In addition, what Yunqing said to yunrao unintentionally today, and Yunqing's attitude towards Yunshi in the capital.

What if... They were really two?

If this is the truth, it means that the cloud family has lost their real blood.

The clouds are dim

Yunqing

The cloud is not to leave to look at the cloud Rao crying in the bosom, the eye ground glides a few minutes sad color.

......

In the castle.

Yun Qing doesn't know her identity. Unintentionally, she has been guessed by several people.

After she hangs up yunrao's phone call, she receives a message from Tang Jinse, asking her to go on Weibo to appease the little girls who make up her.

After all, Yun qianrou and Yun Qing's gratitude and resentment are there.

The script written by Yun qianrou almost makes many people feel physiological disgust.

On the premise that there is no conclusive evidence to prove that there is a relationship between "the love of the city" and "breaking the ground", some radical remarks will give cloud tilt a black hand.

Yunqing opened the microblog and looked at it at will.

"Love of the city" occupies three hot search positions.

Cloud tilts to stare at those titles to see an eye, have no facial expression ground to smile.

The popularity, whether it's bought or real, shows that Yun qianrou really wants to use the play and never die with her.

Yun Daotou is really curious. On the premise that Yun qianrou already knows that Yun Fu and Mrs. Yun are dead, how can she fight with her.

Cloud tilted to see a few eyes, then opened his micro blog.

She is very Buddhist. Those little girls who are pink with her are in a hurry at first. Later, they are out of their way. Finally, they all become Buddhist like her.

If that "love", cloud tilt under the micro blog, it must be a calm.

But thanks to Yun qianrou, her micro blog is also very lively now.

There's a lot of talk about love in the city.

Yun Qing didn't take a close look and sent out a word.

Yunqing V: go to bed early, good night!

As soon as she finished, a series of comments poured in.

[good night?!]

[laughing and crying, little sister, are you serious?]

How can I sleep

[I have never seen such a small ancestor of Buddhism...]

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