Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

003 Huameng

Qin Ran bit a piece of ribs, gnawed his head seriously, and looked casually, without even lifting his eyelids.

Ning Qing just wanted to get angry, Lin Qi glanced over.

She resisted the anger and repeated the previous sentence with a cold face.

Qin Ran's sitting posture is really unruly. He tilted Erlang's legs, holding chopsticks in one hand, and the other arm on the table.

The big guy is sitting, arrogant and mad.

Qin Ran raised his eyes as if he heard the sound now.

Hearing that Qin Ran had studied the violin, Lin Jinxuan also looked up at her.

He heard Qin Ran say: "Violin?"

Speaking of which, she held her chin in her hand and suddenly smiled, her voice was faint, two points cold, loose and tired, "Well, I won't."

"No? What's not? You started learning when you were a child," Ning Qing squeezed chopsticks in hand, raised the bones, and gritted her teeth. Good talent..."

"Oh," Qin Ran slowly fiddled with the ribs. "After Mr. Xu's son's head was opened by me, we haven't seen it."

The dining table was filled with strange silence.

Qin Ran supported his chin and laughed, a kind of bad and cold smile.

The delicate eyebrows slightly picked up and the young man's dagger, looked closely, it seems that there is still a little ruthless.

In Ning Qing's words, it is a "bandit", which is both bandit and wild, and looks like a demon, but can't touch it.

What kind of fairy expression is this?

What kind of fairy owes a beating tone?

Ning Qing glanced at her, her eyes red with anger, "Qin Ran, you tell me what do you want?"

There is an art class in No. 1 Middle School. Ning Qing remembers that Qin Ran had a good piano learning when he was a child.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ran gave her such a freshman surprise.

Lin Qi read Qin Ran's information in the afternoon and knew that the other party was a thorn, but he didn't expect to be so intrusive.

Zhangsao brought a cup of tea to Ning Qing. Ning Qing sighed, drank, and waited for a sigh of relief. She didn't mention it again, but her tight back showed that she was not in a good mood.

Lin Qi's business was busy, he naturally didn't have that free time around Chen Shulan and Qin Ran.

Or, he felt unnecessary.

After eating, they basically spread out.

Qin Yu saw Lin Jinxuan answered the phone and went out, obediently and cleverly said to Ning Qing, and went upstairs to play the piano.

Ning Qing looked at her younger daughter and then at her eldest daughter. They were all of her kind, so the difference was so big.

"You live on the third floor with your grandmother for a while, and I will ask Zhangsao to clean up a room later," Ning Qing squeezed her eyebrows, tilted her head slightly, suppressed her anger, and lowered her voice. "The second floor except the bedroom It’s your sister’s piano room, don’t bother her.

As soon as Qin Yu left, the warmth on her face faded.

Qin Ran leaned on the escalator and nodded, with no expression.

Qin Ran's attitude was fairly obedient, and Ning Qing's expression, which had lingered for a whole day, finally eased a little. After all, it was also a piece of meat that fell off her.

Ning Qing told Chen Shulan a few things in life. She turned around and saw Qin Ran picking up her phone again. She would say that as soon as she frowned.

The piano room on the second floor happened to be unchecked, and the melodious voice of the violin came out.

Ning Qing looked relieved and turned to her sister-in-law: "It seems that it will not take long for Yu'er to go to the tenth grade. Ran Ran! Learn more about your sister and do things from beginning to end."

At the beginning, he turned to Qin Ran again.

Qin Ran glanced at the second floor and lifted his eyelids lazily. A pair of apricot eyes were a little bit cramped. They were beautiful and terrible. They were still not good.

She turned and went upstairs, her legs straight and long.

Did not take Li Ningqing.

Yes, very social.

Ning Qing pointed to her back, her face sullen red, thinking in her mind how Qin Ran took the brick and hit it on the human head...

Chen Shulan's eyebrows jumped, but he was reluctant to accuse Qin Ran, so he could comfort Ning Qing.

Upstairs, the nanny has taken Chen Shulan's things to the next door.

Qin Ran took a bath, and her hair was not completely dried. While she was wearing a bathrobe, she reached out and took out the new computer from her backpack.

Next to the computer is the heavy cell phone, which is not the same as the cell phone she usually plays games on.

She didn't look at the phone and pressed the towel on her head. The computer was placed on the desk by her. As soon as the lid was opened, the desktop appeared in seconds.

The computer desktop is very clean, except for the desert background, there are only white mouse arrows, and no other icons can be found.

Very warm and depressed desert colors.

Qin Ran reached out and pressed a few keys, then got up and poured a glass of water. He sat on the chair with the water and a face appeared on the computer.

The other party was wearing a white shirt and was holding a mobile phone in one hand and a medicine box in the other on a foreign road.

Wearing a white shirt with long eyelashes and very white skin, you can describe his face with beauty.

"Someone is looking at you," Qin Ran leaned on the back of his chair and took a sip of water, squinting slowly, "Someone in the capital, I sent you the other party's information."

When Qin Ran was six years old, after learning the elementary school course in his neighbor's house, he knew he was different from others.

She can't play with her peers, and sometimes goes crazy.

The neighbors thought she had a neuropathy and could not avoid it.

Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu are arguing every day, not too concerned about her situation, only knowing that she likes to fight, has nerve problems, and is not willing to go to school.

When she divorced, she didn't want to take her away.

Eight-year-old Qin Ran taught himself high school content.

At the age of nine, he assembled the first computer of his own life and used his own code to conquer a hacking website.

In the video, the man squinted a pair of demon eyes. His nose is very high, and his appearance is beautiful and beautiful. Even in a foreign country, people who come and go can't help but look back.

Gu Xichi, a doctor traveling around the world, has superb medical skills and a strange temper. He travels all over the world to treat the poor.

This time there was a terrorist attack in the Middle East, he immediately carried his medical kit to save the world.

Qin Ran only knew that he was a doctor, Gu Xichi.

Gu Xichi only knew she was a hacker, Qin Ran.

The two had a life-long relationship, but never inquired about each other's affairs.

"I'm fine," Gu Xichi bit the cigarette in his mouth and took out another mobile phone to check the email sent to him by Qin Ran. He said vaguely, "Child, brother, don't worry about this, I'll find someone to solve it."

Gu Xi later read the information, and put the phone back into his pocket quietly.

"The other party has a chance?" Qin Ran put the cup on the table.

Gu Xichi nodded casually.

Qin Ran grabbed the towel that was thrown to one side and placed one leg on the table on the other side. His movements were light and slow, and he was too wild.

She continued to wipe her hair, her voice not slow or slow, "You are free."

"Don't lose it, wait for you to grow up again, at least it must be the same as the q of the Huameng, which has been circulating on the domestic Internet recently, and brother will take you to see the world outside." Gu Xichi asked a foreigner for directions and comforted him. She said.

Digression

Lord Ye is also right and evil, wild and bad. Take the brick and hit it on the human head.

Lord Ye is a true genius, IQ 220, IQ degree 220, you can search for the resumes of the two geniuses Da Vinci and Tao Zhexuan.

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