Chapter 874: Cv Is a Tears-wrapped Ghost (12)

So, is she regarded as a lullaby?

Xia Ling stared at the man who was asleep in bed.

She was a little angry, but after a while, she stared at the man with a harmless smile on her lips.

Let's turn off the projection, Xia Ling washed and fell asleep.

*

Knowing that Cheng Hao couldn't sleep, she could use her voice for hypnosis.

Xia Ling was not in a hurry.

She turned off her cell phone and woke up at eleven noon.

A rare weekend, Xiaohua's script was dubbed yesterday. Xia Ling does not intend to waste time in the recording studio today.

When the mobile phone is turned on, it first receives a bunch of red text reminders for missed calls.

Xiaohua really did not intend to let her go, and said that there was a task to find her, 100,000 eager.

100,000 in a hurry? Ghosts believe it.

When I first signed the contract, it was Xiaohua's voice of buying Murou, but before that, many of Murou's dubbing works were not Xiaohua.

Black is not suitable, after all, there is a contract.

Xia Ling went out to wash her makeup, ate a light health pot outside, and bought honey and grapefruit to raise her throat.

Finally, she reissued a mobile phone card.

She now has dual cards and dual standby on her smartphone. She switched the card to a new one, and the phone over there could no longer be reached.

*

I bought food in the supermarket, and Xia Ling prepared and ate it by herself.

Back at the apartment, she sat at her computer.

Her forum number stayed on yesterday's subchannel.

[He Cheng] Also, just don't know if it's hanging here or someone is here.

Xia Ling opened the wheat: "He Chengda? Are you there?"

No one responded there, probably Cheng Hao was gone.

Xia Ling exited from the sub-channel.

She cut to the public frequency, and as soon as it appeared, the public frequency scrolled, and the subtitles were so spent that they couldn't read what they had brushed.

On the public frequency, there are other people in the pia play.

Those who can hang Maixue on the public frequency are not weak.

Xia Ling listened here for a while, and found that [He Cheng], [Mourning Funeral], and [Hidden] were more powerful.

Suddenly, the small speaker of the system lights up.

The system prompts: [He Cheng requested to add you as a friend, do you agree? 】

After going through a private chat bomber last night, Xia Ling has learned to be smart.

She turned off the option to allow strangers to talk privately.

Cheng Hao didn't add her friend last night. Today, if she wants to talk to her privately, she definitely can't, she can only add her friend first.

Xia Ling passed Cheng Hao's friend request.

The next moment, she stayed on the public frequency and suddenly the page jumped.

[You have been assigned by the full channel manager He Cheng to the sub-channel ‘He Cheng Exclusive’]

The man was clearly asleep, and his voice was comfortable and gentle.

"Thank you last night, Xirou. You sent me your account, and I paid you a fee. I haven't been able to sleep these days, I like your voice very much, and fell asleep very fast last night."

Xia Ling: "It's okay, but it's just a matter of hand, no compensation."

She looked at "a tree with flowers", and her favorability really increased a little.

The second cherry blossom is halfway through.

Cheng Hao's tone was still mild: "Give me the account number, I don't lose the money, but I need your voice."

I ... need your ... voice ...

This sentence comes with an agitating attribute, not Cheng Hao deliberate, but full of lethality.

If Xia Ling really liked the sound of He Cheng's voice in the morning, then this sentence is enough to make her do everything for him.

(End of this chapter)