The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 28 She is not doing her job to move bricks (28)

  #Be a good dog

  #Social fear of neighbors

  #Where is the destination for a basket of beans

  # Ruan Youan moved bricks

  # Ruan Youan No. 18 Customer Service

   Ruan Youan himself: ? ? ?

   She frowned, reading one after another.

  Beautiful Moment After the live broadcast of this episode, it directly occupied the hot search list, and most of the hot searches were related to the three words Ruan Youan.

   Netizens are also laughing crazy. Among them, two videos of Ruan Youan training dogs and Ruan Youan customer service are widely circulated.

  【If you are still alive, please take a look, maybe you will die of laughter】

  【Who is the mysterious guest! Hurry up to the next episode! It is also difficult for him to face Ruan Youan, the customer service agent]

  【I never imagined that Ruan Youan would contract all my jokes】

   [Sympathy for Brother Gou, are you tired of listening to Buddhist scriptures, are you free now? 】

  【Are you serious about moving bricks? This cold joke is not funny at all】

  【When people say something casually, you just smile and everyone is happy】

   Those who didn’t watch the live broadcast put a question mark on their heads: [Weak and weak ask... Who saved the full version? 】

  【Sisters and other program groups will publish the edited version, laughing to death is not worth your life】

  【I really want to see what you said】

   Of course, funny only accounts for a small part, and more black fans have cleaned up the comments about Ruan Youan.

  【No, no, no, that's all? I thought it was something]

  【I wish all those who clean up Ruan Youan*****】

  【Black powder simply stinks】

  【Ruan Youan, is this another change of thinking? Please, please stay away from her, such a sister can't afford it]

  【People haven't done any heinous things as well? 】

   Ruan Youan took a few glances, her expression was serious, and she switched to the Weibo account. This was the first time she had logged on to her account, so she took a look at the previous news.

  # I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it

  The dynamic is all about Xu Gaoyi, so crazy.

   Ruan Youan was shocked into an emoji.

  Suddenly, there was a sudden brake, and the phone that Ruan Youan was holding flew out of his hand uncontrollably and fell directly on Mu Junchen.

   "Someone ran a red light ahead." Lu Jiu said.

  The dazzling white light flew from the window. Mu Junchen picked up the phone and handed it to her. The screen was still on, and the various confessions and comments on it were very dazzling. He glanced at it and retracted his gaze.

   Ruan Youan was about to reach out to take it, but just a short distance from her fingertips, the phone was ruthlessly thrown on the seat.

   Again, angry again?

   She didn't hit him on purpose!

"thanks."

   Mu Junchen ignored her.

  What a moody man.

   Ruan Youan sighed, and replied to the comment with a small Weibo account, with a serious tone: [Ruan Youan didn't lie, she was really moving bricks. 】

   Then he glanced at Xu Gaoyi's Weibo.

   found that he posted a text about his birthday a month ago, and also posted a gift from his fans.

   is a large tin of paper origami stars.

The comments below    are all envy, jealousy and hate.

   Ruan Youan looked at the jar of stars and was a little lost.

   After about half an hour, Maybach stopped at Gongxin Ruiting.

   Ruan Youan went home with Mu Junchen in a complicated mood.

  #Top Ten Horror Events

   When the butler saw them coming back together, he was very pleasantly surprised, and walked forward enthusiastically: "Sir, Miss Ruan."

  The whole villa is a simple design of black, white and gray, which is especially cold, without the slightest bit of popularity, so that a bunch of well-kept blue gypsophila blooms quietly on the coffee table, making it impossible to ignore.

Mu Junchen stopped abruptly, his fingers on the armrest were taut, and his blue veins were vaguely bulging. He stared coldly at the bundle of gentle gypsophila. His eyes were as black as the thickest ink was poured, reflecting the blue sky. star.

   "Road Nine."

   He spoke word by word, his voice slightly harsh, like ice falling down.

   "Who asked you to pick it up?"

   That bunch of flowers was too eye-catching, and Mu Junchen couldn't have misunderstood it.

  Lu Jiu was also shocked, and the whole person was stunned: "This...I am..."

   He was wronged!

   He doesn't know either!

  The housekeeper didn't know why. Seeing that Mu Junchen had been staring at the flower, he smiled and said, "Miss Ruan brought it back. I went out to record the show these days and let me take good care of it."

   "Yes, sir, how could I have picked it up!" Lu Jiu almost swore to the sky.

   Mu Junchen's throat rolled, but he didn't say a word, and slowly closed his eyes.

   "What are you talking about?" Ruan Youan was confused and looked at Mu Junchen strangely, "This flower is mine."

After a moment of silence, Mu Junchen didn't look at her, but asked unexpectedly calmly, "Where did you come from?"

"...Pick it up, pick it up!" Ruan Youan said the more confidently, "I picked it up when I was in the hospital, what happened? It was thrown into the trash can, and I don't know who was wasting so much, it's so beautiful. Why can't you pick up the flowers?"

   That day was the first time she saw flowers, blue, full of stars, and threw them in the trash.

   At first sight, the heart is moved.

   is the most beautiful baby she has ever taken away.

   The girl's voice is clear and her eyes are clear.

   "I picked it up..." Mu Junchen repeated her words and circled around the tip of his tongue, not knowing what it meant, and finally sneered, "What's the use of picking up a bunch of broken flowers."

Ruan Youan was furious, especially angry, her face puffed up, and angrily said, "Shut up! I think such a beautiful flower shouldn't be thrown in the trash and no one will do anything! What if I picked it up! You don't like it and don't allow others to like it!"

   Like a puffed up angry dolphin, he rushed over and hugged the bunch of gypsophila: "You don't like me and leave this head office alone! You can do whatever you want with your house, I'll hide it and see for myself!"

   The living room fell silent at some point, and there was no sound at all.

  Mu Junchen didn't look at her, didn't say a word, his face was under the low-luxury and beautiful crystal light, without a trace of warmth, and his face was calm: "Go upstairs."

  Lu Jiu understood and pushed him back to the master bedroom on the second floor.

   Ruan Youan: ? ? ?

   Ruan Youan was so annoyed that she followed up with the flowers to see what he wanted to do. The sneakers were clattering on the stairs, deliberately stepping loudly, but the other party didn't seem to have any temper and stopped in front of the bedroom door.

   Just when Ruan Youan thought he was finally about to speak, Mu Junchen closed the door with a blank expression.

   Ruan Youan standing outside the door: "..."

  What's more angry than halfway through a quarrel and discovering that the other party has stopped arguing?

  # has been insulted to

   "Open the door!" The girl patted the door with a cold face, "What do you mean, Mu Junchen? Come out and talk to me! What door are you closing, are you afraid of me? I'll tell you—"

  Suddenly, the door opened unexpectedly.

   From Ruan You'an's point of view, you can see the dim bedroom. The dark tones have no human touch, and the lights are not turned on. The black curtains are all drawn. At first glance, it looks depressed and silent.

The man looked like he was going to rest. He pulled off his tie with one hand, and his slender fingers were clasping a pure black tie. He was a little coldly abstinent. He had unbuttoned his shirt several times, his Adam's apple was slightly red, and the delicate collarbone was unobstructed. The curvature was cold and hard. Deeply sunk, the skin becomes even whiter in the dim view, morbidly tall and thin.

   He looked at her casually, with beautiful but gloomy eyebrows and eyes, like roses growing in the abyss. Because he was sitting in a wheelchair, he had to raise his eyes to see her, his pupils were dark and quiet, and his eyes were flat.

"tell me what?"

   Mu Junchen's heart: I look so good-looking, you actually murder me, you are not human

   (end of this chapter)