Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

Chapter 132 is nothing that cannot be solved with a red envelope. If so, come again!

The early bird stubbornly: "Help me find a way! 】

Youth urging!

According to her understanding of Lu Yiming, he had a lot of lace news before. Such people should have been in the flowers.

As for the non-stick, it is more difficult to say.

However, the young man firmly believed that he was more familiar with coaxing people than himself.

Long-tailed Xiao Sao Nian: [Are they male or female? 】

Lu Yiming seemed very insistent.

The early bird hardened: "Men. 】

Long-tailed Xiao Sao Nian: [To what extent do you associate? 】

It seems that what you think is rich in content.

However, the young man consciously took Lu Yiming's remarks as a need for "coaxing people" and answered.

The early bird stubbornly stumbled: [Just ordinary friends! 】

But the boy didn't know that someone was relieved at the other end of the cell phone because of her reply. Since it's just an ordinary friend, that's easy!

Long-tailed Xiao Sao Nian: [Nothing can't be solved by a red envelope. If so, come again! 】

"Is the red envelope so magical?" The boy stared at the penguin's message from the landing, his eyes full of doubt.

It's just the same answer, it also appeared in the circle of friends of the teenager, and it was also sent by other netizens, which made the teenager have to believe the evil of the red envelope!

After thinking about it, the teenager opened the dialog box with the underworld and clicked on the function of "red envelope" ...

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As netizens talked about the circle of friends sent by the teenagers, Mingyu naturally saw the circle of friends of the teenagers.

This made Ming Yu, who had been inexplicably relieved because of taking the boy's chocolate, irritable again.

"It's annoying, how can you coax it? Wait online, it's urgent!"

Mingyu repeated the words in the circle of teenage friends with a calm voice.

But he held the mobile phone with obvious force, and his bones and joints turned white, proving that his heart was not as calm as his words.

"Where on earth is this?" Really, if the material of the mobile phone is not steel, I am afraid that it has already been scrapped in the palm of the underworld.

The heart was not calm, but Mingyu still gritted his teeth and rushed to the teenager's house now, pulling her out for a stun, and continued to look down.

After automatically blocking the good-looking messages that praised the juvenile's hands in various teasing languages, Mingyu saw several of them mentioning red envelopes.

Nothing is impossible with a red envelope. If so, come again!

This sentence makes the underworld fire big.

"Red envelope? Let me find out who you are giving the red envelope to, I have to rip out that person's skin."

Whispering these underworlds, in fact, I don't know why I'm so hostile to the man who tried his best to coax that teenager.

Before the Underworld realized this situation, his penguin software suddenly sent a reminder of new news.

Mingyu was wondering who sent him the message.

But don't want to, click to see the new news from the teenager.

What makes Mingyu depressed is that the message sent by the teenager has only a red box on it, which is marked with the words "Congratulations on wealth".

"What the **** is this?" I don't often contact the Internet's underworld. I don't even know that this thing in the dialog with the teenager is the rumored "red envelope".

(End of this chapter)