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Chapter 107 Why is God willing to embarrass her?(2/2)

[Where did Xixi meet them? I also want to meet this kind of fairy couple.]

There are also a bunch of Song Lingxi's fans doing fancy rainbow farts down there.

[Xixi’s skills are great again, this video is like a god!]

【My Xixi is too strong, every day is a visual feast.】

[A wave of publicity: You can’t go wrong with being pink, don’t miss Yangou!]

All in all, it’s all kinds of and very lively.

However, Tan Ying still saw a few comments trying to reveal the identities of the two.

Especially He Du.

Someone said in the comment section that they looked familiar to him.

Tan Ying was not sure if any netizens recognized He Du.

She thought about it and sent the video to He Du to remind him to pay attention.

After He Du received it, he quickly replied: "Don't worry. It's all under my husband's control."

The same domineering style as always.

He even teased her a little bit.

Tan Ying looked at the word "husband" and couldn't help but blush and her heart beat: Humph, who is worried about him? Why don't you be ashamed to return it to your husband?

However, he was completely relieved.

But she didn't know that at the same time, in Haishi, more than a thousand kilometers away from Shenzhen City, a young man happened to see this video.

His originally careless expression suddenly changed.

Afterwards, he quickly downloaded the video, sent it to his friend, and called his phone: "Hey, Wenlang, check WeChat. Take a look at the video I sent you."

Jiang Wenlang was having dinner with his female companion at a high-end restaurant.

The female companion is a blind date arranged by the parents.

Like him, he was born in the second generation of officials.

Not only is she beautiful and in good shape, she is also proficient in music. She has slender fingers and talks about playing the guqin.

Wearing a water-blue cheongsam, with her long black and smooth hair held up by a white jade hairpin, she looked elegant and elegant.

Like a beautiful Chinese painting.

But Jiang Wenlang had no interest in collecting: "I'm sorry, Miss Ruan, I have someone in my heart."

After he declined, he answered the phone, followed his friend's instructions, and clicked into WeChat. Then, when he saw the woman in the video, his pupils suddenly dilated.

His friend's shocked voice on the phone even hit his eardrums——

"Hey, Jiang Wenlang, your first love!"
Chapter completed!
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