God of Life

He Meng picked up his phone at random. After a quick glance, he was snatched by his sister's evil dog.

“Don't look at people chatting! ”

The face of the fairy rose red, the skin tone was porcelain white, and the baby's fat on the parchment had not yet faded, making people want to bite.

He Mengqiao narrowly smiled: “Yo, look at you nervous... swearing knight? Is that your note or the real name of that junior? Ha-ha-ha. Hmm? ”

Halfway through the smile, He Meng suddenly stuck, a breath of cool air sucked into his voice.

There was not much chat on the screen. When He Meng swept to the other party's Internet name, he saw the phrase next to him, and it came from the other party ——

“My high school crush was on your sister. ”

Why does it look like a strange sense of both sight?!

……

He Xiaolu's anger broke and his heart was weak at the same time. No slight abnormality of his sister was found. He was furious.

“How can you be so annoying! Can I have some respect for my privacy? ”

He Meng pressed down on his mind and asked, “Are you a classmate? Is that the handsome guy from the Yuan family? ”

He Xiaolu didn't dare to go up to the mess. The drum corner city was small. Everyone looked up and couldn't see him. One day he would tear the filling apart again. What a mess.

“You're so wide! Don't worry about it! ”

Turn your head and walk to the bedroom.

He Mengmei sent his sister to disappear around the corner. He immediately turned over his cell phone chat record. When he saw Wang Yan's avatar, his eyes stared at him.

Sure enough, it's the eyebrow squeezing Erha.

For a moment, the air seemed to be 30,000 times heavier, pressing the young lady into trouble breathing.

I really...

He Meng suddenly wanted to be crude.

My lips twitched for half a day, didn't pop up, but I noticed something else ——

Wang Yan finally admitted to secretly loving me?!

Although everyone says so, Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei boys are unreliable, usually crazy, like jokes regardless of the occasion, it doesn't sound very convincing.

Now Wang Yan himself admitted, of course, that the intensity was different.

He Mengqi for a while, suddenly a little bit of burglary.

Being liked by Wang Yan before is not a big thing worth mentioning, but Wang Yan now has a very different value. In one sentence, he can greatly satisfy the vanity of Ho Dream.

After a moment of beauty, He Meng began to grieve again.

Deer, what are you doing?

Girl's heart, sausage.

It is also inescapable to look like a cold-blooded young lady.

So, in one sudden moment, Ho Meng's mind flashed a thought ——

Perhaps I should contact Wang Yan again to find out what he thinks of the deer and his attitude…

At her discretion, she immediately gave Wang Yan a message if she felt it was feasible.

“Wang Yan, on the third day of the junior year, the master Xiquwang's son will host a party. I have extra space here. Want to go for a spin? ”

Young man sees the message, he laughs at it - how come it's that party again?

I thought about it, and I said 7 words: "My subject won't let me go. ”

Liu Li didn't stop it, but the performance was clear that day, and she didn't want Wang Yan and Tangmu Qinwu to contact each other again.

Well, maybe it has something to do with Tuanmu Chu Song?

I knew I shouldn't have joked about her...

Hey, I got nowhere to put my damn charm!

Wang Da Maizi refused, He Meng was suddenly shut down.

Your object...

Will you stop showing me who you are?

Don't fall in love in two days after high school, scumbag!

Of course, she mumbled back. Instead of really treating Wang Yan as a scum man, she admired him.

Wang Yan behaved frankly, politely and distant, whether with himself or with the deer.

That's a bonus.

He Meng's most annoying thing is to see who's pretty and tangled up right away, and he's like Teddy.

Well, Wang Yan is a good man...

Looking at it this way, the deer should be safe...

With a slight relaxation, Ho Meng began to wonder about another thing--

What kind of person is that [she] who took Wang Yan's "heart” away in a short time?

I really want to meet you in person...

So, even a white male god, Wang, can't really understand a woman —— what exactly do you plan to do?

Somehow!

……

By the afternoon, the aunt's family, aunt and brother Dapeng had all come to Wang Yan's house.

This is another big change.

This is the first New Year's Eve in which relatives from both sides have gathered together.

In previous Spring Festivals, the economy was not very generous, tormenting too many workers and people to hurt their wealth.

Second, Wang Dayuan's prestige is insufficient and does not play a central role.

But now it's different. The whole family is surrounded by Wang Dayuan and Wang Xiufang.

Although Wang Yan did not set up a large house for his family and spent too much money on consumption, it has already had a huge impact, making everything move in the right direction.

Looking at a large family of people who are happy and melting, the young man truly feels that this is how money is used to get the most temperature.

Brother Dapeng, who had just returned from D.C. yesterday, was least comfortable with this change. He found Wang Yan and sat in his room for half a day without knowing what to ask.

Wang Yan watched Brother Dapeng swing his phone promptly, as if it were a Mi 3, which was already very old, suddenly slapping his forehead.

Turn back and pull two boxes out of the drawer and push them to cousin.

“Brother Dapeng, this is a phone I don't need. Pick one and take it. It's a New Year's gift! ”

Dapeng looked at the box and just felt hot.

One is Huawei Mate 9 Porsche and one is Samsung W2016.

“Oops, it's too expensive, keep the small words yourself. I can still use my phone now...”

Wang Yan mutterly laughed: “There is a cabinet in the office over at Demon Du that specializes in putting electronics to me. I am too lazy to go back and get it. Otherwise, we can change it for the rest of the family. ”

Mobile phone pads and other things, in Wang Yan's current circle of contacts, are basically casual throwing of consumables, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Like Summer Rain, there are always N phones in the trunk, several sets of lipstick perfume, and two or three Gucci bags with invoices.

The rest of you are not so vulgar, but who bought more and gave one at random, you are not welcome, it is unnecessary.

Wang Yan has stopped using Apple since he opened the massive recharge. IOS is too cramped in this regard.

Brother Dapeng hesitated for a while, picked a relatively cheap Huawei Porsche, joyfully messed around for a while, finally more words.

Wang Yan guided him. He talked about some future plans for his family. Big Peng, whose blood was filled with chicken, immediately came back to help.

It's not just the phone.

Seeing the huge value of the yearly goods at home, Dapeng knows exactly what kind of body and future his cousin has today.

D.C. is better, no hope.

Hometown is worse, with a promising embroidery.

How do you choose? Do you have to ask?

“Yes, there must be a man on this side of the house, uncle has a chance to get in, you can't fight it, Auntie can't busy herself. ”

When it comes to shaking hands, Wang Yan is professional.

After giving the family an idea, nothing was mixed up. Everyone was talking hot and he went back to the rooftop sheets.

Tired of wandering with 30,000 until spring and evening, then went out to fire firecrackers, Xizi called.

“Xiaoyi, today is the first Spring Festival of our company. Look, can we get a red envelope in the big crowd? ”

Wang Yan simply agreed: "Okay, I'll do it. ”

“So I let the finance transfer the money to you for the campaign? ”

“No, it's my personal. ”

You can't steal from me. You spend money, I lose. I spend money, you know?

Wang Yunxi didn't understand, thinking that he didn't have much money, so he agreed.

Royal Entertainment has a large group that is not normally used much, all of them are there, added according to the format of department-post-name validation.

[Rich Brother] is the only ID without a title.

When the big boys open up the crowd and Rich Brother comes online, it's going to blow up.

“@ Happy New Year to all members! ”

“Good New Year, rich brother! ”

“Good New Year to the Gods of Men! ”

“Happy New Year, Dad! ”

The group immediately started brushing the screen.

[Rich Brother]: “Who shouted that last sound?! You come out and Dad sends you a private bag! ”

Hip-hop laughs.

Wang Yan was too lazy to ink any more. There were 10 large red envelopes, each with a total of 10,000 pieces.

Actually, you can send 20,000 each, and everyone can get the full amount, but that doesn't make sense.

Now, everyone can get up to 200 bucks, and bad luck can only get a single digit.

In the first wave, the staff anchor went crazy and screamed in the crowd.

Wang Yan is also crazy. Why are you so tired of paralyzed red envelopes?

Four strokes and pulled Zhang Yao over.

“Come, sister, give you a glorious and arduous task! ”

Zhang Yao was also recently cautioned by the devil's brother. “Why? I warn you, if you bully me again, I might hit a fairy! ”

Wang Yan didn't want to bully her. She suddenly wanted to try it...

Cough!

Fix the red envelope first.

“Good thing! You help me with the red packet, like this, and then I'll allow you to use my password and send yourself a private packet as a dime... How about that? ”

“Really?! ”

Zhang Yao was so excited, he hung up on Wang Yan and began to have silly fun.

“You swear you won't lie to me? ”

Wang Yan mutterly laughed: “You have the phone, you gave me the password, you send it to yourself, how can I lie to you? ”

Zhang Yao thought about it and immediately dragged Wang Yan back to the house.

“Okay, come on, I'm your tool man today, please support me! ”

When I heard the money, I was very excited. I really did my job. I didn't get there for half an hour. Zhang Yao was about to cry.

“When will it be done? You're such a loser! ”

Issuing a single red envelope is not a hassle, enter numbers, numbers, fingerprint verification, done.

However, dozens of consecutive rounds can torture a person to death.

Worse still, Zhang Yao can't verify his fingerprints directly. To enter the password, wait for the text verification code, one set is huge and cumbersome.

“I'm so stupid, really... I just assume you have to send a hundred or two hundred thousand, three or five minutes to get it done, and you're an animal... how many times do you have to send it?! ”

“Pressure money. ”

Three words, Zhang Yao Lima shut up.

Wang Dashao had a long leg and looked at all kinds of rainbow butts on the internet with his iPad.

There are only royal entertainment employees in the group, however, many anchors do not rest today and are broadcasting.

So, the players of the big platforms are spending money with [Rich Brother].

Many anchors simply turn to the screen to play the red envelope interface, and a bunch of idle sand sculpture netizens follow suit.

Every lucky king detonates a shout.

Each digit attracts a full screen of ridicule.

There are even anchor to anchor the wheat, the game grabbed the red envelope amount, the loser painted face or sold molestation, quickly play flowers.

All major platforms, whether anchor or player, have sent their real names to Wangting Entertainment.

In addition to the normal bonus, the big boss gives out the red envelope. Do you want to be so happy?!

Money comes second, the key atmosphere, too Jill lively!

The royal entertainer anchor's heat and traffic kept rising, and Zhang Yao suffered as a result.

Almost 11: 30, she finally gave up 5 million, threw away her phone and said nothing.

“Kill me! ”

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“But there is no refund of overage money! ”

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“Shh!” I glanced a little less and didn't shake my head, "I'll give a shit about your dime? Cover it! ”

Is that right?

Zhang Yao looked at the 10,000 oceans lying in his wallet. He smiled and almost grabbed the corner of his mouth to the back of his head. He felt all the hard work was worth it.

Just as the big aunt yelled for dinner, the little girl jumped out the door.

Wang Yan casually left a message in the group: “I'm tired. Let's do this today. Have a good time. ”

It triggers a supermassive transformation of lemons, one after the other.

“What the fuck is that? Are you tired of giving money? ”

“Ahhh! I'm tired of red envelopes! ”

“I'm not as greedy as you are, just mix it in and collect the red envelope...”

“Looking at the prawns in my hand, it's rare to add a meal a year, and now it doesn't smell at all...”

“Sand sculpture anchor, open a raffle and let us rejoice in our rich father! ”

“Is Royal Entertainment still recruiting? I'm good, I'll lick it...”

It was a boiling night that lived the first year of the New Year and continued to raise the fame of rich brothers and royal entertainment.

Wang Yan has turned off the group and begun to wonder how to worship Ping's brothers and others.

On the table, I saw Zhang Yao with a silly mouth, showing off her Fruit 6 phone with Wang Xiang.

Think about it, touch your little nephew's dog's head, and smile and announce something.

“This is our first New Year together, and every child younger than me, will have a pressurized income later, 10,000 each. Make sure to pick it up after dinner.

Yao Yao, you've already received it. I won't give it to you alone later... ”

Zhang Yao's entire human eye was stiff and petrified.

Immediately afterwards, the aunt did not move her voice and glanced at the girl and hooked her finger...

Zhang Yao was in a trance and even began to doubt his life.

Who am I? Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Three-hour red envelope, that's it?

Son of a bitch didn't really understand what happened, but looking at Yao Yao's expression, I somehow felt it, and suddenly I wanted to cry...