Chapter 427: Bad Internet Celebrities Become Good People 23

Chapter 427: Bad Internet Celebrities Become Good People 23

He buried his entire face in Lingyao's neck.

He rubbed Lingyao's neck gently, embarrassedly but acting like a spoiled child.

The voice was muffled, low, yet lingering.

"Baby, I was just embarrassed."

Lingyao glanced at him and held up the half of his body that was leaning towards her.

"It's good to know."

Because the phone was on speakerphone, Tan Tao on the other end of the line could hear what the two people were saying vaguely.

The smile on his lips almost reached the back of his head.

Oh my, she just knows that her CP is the sweetest.

But she hasn't done it yet.

The two people over there slowed down.

Ming Ruiran still had his head buried in Lingyao's neck, his face still red.

But I didn't forget to ask him about the things he cared about.

"Why does she call you hubby and send you messages all the time?"

Lingyao doesn't need to explain this now.

Tan Tao on the other end of the phone answered immediately.

She didn't expect that this would almost cause a misunderstanding with the couple she was supporting, and she felt so regretful!

No wonder Lingyao, who hadn't been contacted for half a month, suddenly sent her a message just now.

Let her come out for a while, there are some things to be settled.

She called after seeing the news.

Now she could probably guess what Lingyao wanted to find her to solve.

So at this time, everyone is very active in answering the questions.

"My dear, don't get me wrong. I am actually Mr. Xie's licker, and a professional licker. So I send Mr. Xie some harassing messages every day, and then I get occasional rewards from Mr. Xie."

"But don't worry, I definitely don't have that intention towards Mr. Xie. How could I deserve it! And I don't just lick Mr. Xie. Licking a dog is a job for me."

Like her parents, and her several successful cousins.

She didn't let any of them go.

Thinking of this, Tan Tao felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, to be honest, she is quite busy with her dog-licking business every day.

But the income is also considerable.

The average monthly income is about 500,000.

Sometimes I can make them really happy, or something good happens.

She can also pick up a dropped red envelope worth millions.

However, these are rare cases.

She just moves her fingers every day and earns an average of several hundred thousand yuan a month.

Ming Ruiran was now completely silent.

After hanging up the phone, he hugged Lingyao and couldn't push her away.

Lingyao was so hot that she wanted to punch the God of Wealth.

But Ming Ruiran just didn't want to leave, mainly because he felt embarrassed.

His face was still red, and he didn't dare to look Lingyao in the eye.

Fortunately, the car pulled over after a while and we finally arrived at our destination.

Lingyao was the first to walk out and get rid of the 183cm big pendant.

Ming Ruiran got out of the car and looked at this strange place with some confusion.

"Baby, where is this?"

Lingyao looked ahead: "School, can't you see it?"

At the school gate, young and beautiful students who had just finished class came out in groups from the campus.

She exudes pure vitality.

Ming Ruiran could of course tell that this was a school.

But what are they doing here.

Soon, Lingyao told him the reason with practical actions.

As soon as Lingyao reached the school gate, two men in suits and ties came to greet them.

Facing Lingyao, who was much younger than them, they bowed and knelt respectfully.

He had a flattering smile on his face and nodded his head continuously.

"Mr. Xie, we have already arranged what you said. We will take you to see the school today. You will take the entrance exam in three months. As long as you pass the passing line, you can officially enter the school."

Lingyao nodded, her expression indifferent.

Ming Ruiran, who was listening nearby, felt as if he was struck by lightning.

The blow made his head numb.

He held Lingyao's wrist.

I asked stupidly, "What does it mean to be officially admitted to the school?"

Lingyao was stumped by the God of Wealth's question.

What does formal admission mean? Formal admission means formal admission.

Lingyao couldn't explain it, so she simply gave the information to Ming Ruiran to read himself.

The information was brought over by the two men just now.

Ming Ruiran opened the information.

I saw "Application for Admission" written on the first page of the information, and below that was information about his profile.

The major he applied for was exactly photography, which Ming Ruiran had always dreamed of studying.

Ming Ruiran stared at the document for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed, but when he opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "How did you know?"

Lingyao touched his already red eyes.

The cold voice is like the collision of jade.

It sounds crisp and comfortable.

"I can find out if I want to know."

Ming Ruiran was still a little slow to react, and his fingers were pinching the application form with such force that the knuckles turned white.

"Why are you so nice to me? How can I repay you?"

"Because I'm here for you."

Lingyao looked at her, her eyes were as indifferent as water, yet as if she was looking up at an unreachable mountain.

It makes people unable to help but be convinced and rely on it.

Came for him?

Ming Ruiran suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lingyao's head, pressing his lips down.

A kiss that is possessive is aggressive.

However, Ming Ruiran felt that it was not enough.

He likes her so much.

I really want to have her for myself.

I really want to lock her in a beautiful room.

I only see him every day.

Or lock him to her.

Take it with you wherever you go.

That way, they will never be apart.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was completely different from when we came.

Not only was it not quiet, Ming Ruiran was also chattering in Lingyao's ear.

Ming Ruiran held Lingyao on his lap and locked her tightly in his arms with both hands.

I flipped through the documents in my hand again and again.

Finally, he tilted his head and asked softly beside Lingyao's face.

"The plan said that I would write the application in a month, why did you tell me today?"

Lingyao is watching Animal World.

When he heard Ming Ruiran's question, he didn't even raise his head.

"Didn't you say I wanted to coax you."

Is it easy for her?

Hearing this answer, Ming Ruiran's heart trembled again.

He couldn't help but bite Lingyao's ear tip.

"I like you, I especially like you."

Lingyao looked calm, but her fingers pressed somewhere with incredible precision.

Ming Ruiran groaned immediately.

Lingyao's hands did not stop moving.

Baby God of Wealth has been a little disobedient lately.

Lingyao was ready to give him a good beating.

In the front of the car, the driver looked at the road ahead with a calm and professional expression.

The car drove very steadily.

And the rear seat behind the fender.

Ming Ruiran's back was against the car door, and Lingyao stuffed a new towel into his mouth.

It wasn't stuffed tightly, it was more like he was biting it actively.

But there was a hint of grievance in those eyes filled with lust.

The fine beads of sweat on his forehead soaked his hair and rolled down his neat chin.

Lingyao had no choice. Ming Ruiran's habit of whining forced her to cover his mouth.

Lingyao controlled Ming Ruiran's heartbeat and every emotion of his.

The driver's cell phone rang when he was halfway there.

And the message was sent by his boss who was sitting right behind him.

Ask him to drive the car into the parking lot and park it, then he can leave.