Chapter 197: Playing Missing: The Code of Happiness
Question: My wife is?? Bullshit, everyone knows, I quickly typed three words into the small column: Yin Beisha
Just when I was proud, I made a mistake!
Could it be...
With a 1 in 10,000 possibility, I entered narcissistically: Han Qing
After confirming the double-click, I opened my eyes wide and looked expectantly at the small opening where the net leaf loaded on the computer screen.
mistake??
Does Yan Yeyi have another wife?
Just when I was about to close the web page, something in my brain was knocking on my nerves. As if holding on to the last glimmer of hope, I re-entered three words: Stupid Pig
Three seconds! The webpage miraculously opened. Looking at the opened webpage, I almost jumped up with joy.
Huh? When did Yan Yeyi's homepage change? And it's actually a photo of me. Sadly, it's still a picture of me sleeping and drooling. Woo hoo, my image of a genius and beautiful girl!
No matter what, I guess not many people know the password! Album photo album? When I was looking for the photo album, I was struck again.
Customized navigation: Benzhu’s wife is so cute! Then there’s Xiao Taoxin
"oh"?
I rubbed my eyes to make sure I saw it correctly. Yan Yeyi actually said "oh". It was so strong.
Photo album? Found it, hey!
There is also a password, humph... Just relying on your simple mind, Yan Ye, let my genius beautiful girl conquer you!
Question: Wife, I want??
Kissing, I didn't feel like knocking it down, and sure enough, it really opened up
The first one: the beautiful photo of me lying down and drooling on the homepage
The second picture: I pouted my mouth and half-closed one eye, as if I was angry.
The third picture: It’s still mine, sticking out half of my tongue and making faces, blah blah blah... When have I ever been so cute?
I smiled at my photo as if I was thinking about spring
Finally I saw a picture of Yan Yeyi, and it was also the last one, a narcissistic photo, only from the shoulders up.
Familiar faces, familiar diamonds, familiar amber eyes, familiar thin lips, the fingertips lightly touched the computer screen and crossed his face, and his heart began to ache again.
Yan Yeyi, what are you doing? Do you still remember me? This simple day and night, why do I feel like we have been separated for half a century?
Close the computer and meditate...
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