Chapter 727

At ten o'clock in the evening, there was another entry about Lingye -- "Lingye get out of the entertainment circle" was hot searched, second only to the entry that had dominated the microblog headlines before.

"Lingye is disgusting, wretched loser, scum man! Would you please get out of the entertainment circle?"

"Before, because of the Golden Award event, I lost my favor to Ling YeMeng in an instant. I powdered a scum, and I was blind."

"I thought Lingye was not a good thing for a long time. I learned to step on the senior when I won the gold medal. As a result, I was praised by so many people for my character. I'm drunk. Now he's got that layer of fake skin, which can be regarded as being stripped off."

"Congratulations to Da Pu Ben, congratulations to slag man for being skinned at night!"

Luoluo's microblog, the last microblog, is still a self portrait microblog published half a month ago.

Originally, at the bottom of this microblog, there was a crowd of fans "ice cream" shouting "Shuai, licking the screen for 100 years". However, with the outbreak of this incident, the hot comment at the bottom has become "ice cream out of the entertainment circle".

Ling Ling rushed to the private manor of Mo lengqing where Luo Luo now lives.

PA!

"what's going on?"

A pile of entertainment magazines was thrown on the table.

The cover is a picture of Su qingran rushing into Luo Luo's arms in the background of strawberry satellite TV. I don't know when the photo was secretly photographed. Luo Luo looks down at Su qingran and looks tender and affectionate.

Ling Ling rubbed his eyebrows: "what's the matter? Now you have to make it clear to me that you don't suddenly change your sexual orientation, really with this Just get together with her? "

during the day, Ling Ling's phone is almost blown up.

A number of magazines called her, said they wanted to interview Luo Luo alone, and offered a sky high price.

If she didn't know that they were wrong, Ling Ling felt that she would be moved by such a high price.

"What do you think?"

Luo Luo holds his arms and sits cross legged on the sofa, staring at the large screen hanging on the snow-white wall. The screen is playing the video of Su qingran rushing from behind and embracing her in the daytime.

Inside, Su qingran's delicate and pitiful voice continued to spread: "no, my relationship with Lingye teacher is not like what everyone imagined. Please don't ask, it's really not..."

Ling Ling's face turns black. She picks up the remote control on the coffee table and presses a button. The picture on the big screen stops. In this case, Su qingran's face looks more pitiful.

"You're still in the mood to see this. Why don't you tell me what's going on?"

When Ling Ling was facing the reporter's question for the first time, he didn't know how to answer it.

Luo Luo didn't tell her that she didn't know the real situation. For a moment, she was not very good to deal with it.

After all, if he said something inappropriate in the front and was beaten in the back, she would not be the only one to lose face and be scolded at that time.

"What else can it be?" Lolo stretched and stood up from the sofa. His face looked lazy, but inexplicably, with a piercing chill, "I've been calculated!"

calculated by this woman named Su qingran!

I've been calculated by this woman