Enjoying the special care Murong Jinyan gave her is now the happiest and sweetest thing Tang Buhuai has, so... as long as he is not tampering with his own grades or playing unfair competitions, Tang Buhuai still feels quite happy, and Murong Jinyan is still very concerned about himself.

Although he knows... even if he is just his sister's identity, Murong Jinyan will treat her like this, but he is capable and can make up for it. What if... Murong Jinyan does his best to do his best because he likes him?

Since Murong Jinyan's promise, Tang Buhua went to bed peacefully. The first thing he did when he woke up the next day was to turn on his phone and refresh his Weibo to see if he still had such an important influence. After looking at it, he could hardly see his name on the hot searches.

Only one left is still at the rear of the crane. It seems that what is implemented is the practice of Murong Jinyan asking her name to slowly disappear on Weibo.

In this case, generally speaking, it will not cause users' concern.

And... these days, the degree of information replacement is really too fast. The news that comes out today may be covered up by another, huge, explosive news tomorrow.

Those who were excited or indignant yesterday could change their partner immediately and continue to vent their emotions the next day.

Probably, no one will remember her appearance in a few days. Tang Buhua breathed a little relieved. She didn't want to become popular inexplicably. If this is the case... it really makes people feel too strange and uneasy.

Tang Buhua walked slowly to the kitchen while walking on the slippers, kicking and swaying, and had already smelled the breakfast Murong Jinyan had prepared for her. She lay on the dining table, turned her face sideways, and looked at Murong Jinyan's busy back in the kitchen, and the corners of her lips were involuntarily hooked.

"Brother Jinyan, you didn't go back to the army today?" Tang Buhua said with a soft pout, picking up a freshly fried French fries in front of him, dipped them in a little ketchup, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The hot fries are the best! They are crispy and delicious! But they won't look too old, nor are they tender enough to be chewy. In short, it's the food that suits her taste the most.

In fact, Murong Jinyan has always been nagging her, saying that eating fried foods when she wakes up in the morning is really bad for her health. But no matter how you say, Tang Buhua often eats the fries made by Murong Jinyan for her, fried fried dough sticks and other frying foods.

"Well, I'll deal with the matter tomorrow. I'll just go with you to rehearse and record the video in a few days." Murong Jinyan said it very naturally. He turned around and held a bowl of pasta with meat sauce in his hand, placing it in front of Tang Buhuai.

Tang Buhua picked up the silver fork, slowly rolled up some pasta, stuffed it into his mouth, feeling it was very delicious and in a much better mood.

She slowly chewed the things in her mouth... and finally had time to speak. She looked at Murong Jinyan's face and said seriously: "Actually... Brother Jinyan, if you are so busy, don't worry about me."

What she said was sincere, and she always asked Murong Jinyan to accompany her like this. No matter how happy she was, she really didn't want to affect Murong Jinyan's normal work.
Chapter completed!