He couldn't wait to see the data handed over by the staff. Looking at the number of live rooms above, the director smiled happily in an instant.
The simple smile was like a simple and simple Han batch. The staff couldn't bear to see it.
The director who laughs like this looks so pathetic.
The director's smiling eyes narrowed. He happily held his mobile phone and thought it was right to invite Pei Ximian and Shen Wanqing to come to the program. The flow of the couple is too high!
The staff on one side hesitated and asked, "the director, do we have to contact Pei Ximian for another live broadcast?"
Hearing the speech, the director's face changed immediately. He glared at the staff in displeasure, "change, change, what do you want to change! How can people live the live broadcast comfortably? Don't point fingers there. It's really annoying!"
Angry staff:
Yes, eight, excuse me.
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After Pei Ximian made breakfast, he went upstairs and called Shen Wanqing to get up.
The young man gently kissed the woman's forehead. He gently touched each other's forehead and said slowly in a gentle voice: "get up, breakfast is ready."
The other party closed his eyes, snorted, turned over and continued to sleep.
Looking at the woman's action, the young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was something thoughtful in his dark eyes.
The slender body of the young man turned over against the woman. Pei Ximian had a shallow smile at the bottom of his eyes. He affectionately touched Shen Wanqing, "sister... Get up, eat breakfast and don't sleep in."
"Sister, get up and have some?"
"Sister, be good. We'll go to bed after eating."
"Okay, wife ~"
"Get up ~ or I'll bring breakfast? Shall we have some? We can't do without breakfast. Our body will be unbearable."
The young man's soft voice is like a sticky kitten rubbing against the master's coquetry, which makes people's bones soft.
"Wife, okay ~"
"Sister, wife, Qingqing, my good baby, shall we get up?"
If the picture of young people acting like spoilers falls into the eyes of the people in the live broadcasting room at the moment, we can imagine how the live broadcasting room will fry.
Shen Wanqing woke up tortured by Pei Ximian. She reluctantly opened her eyes.
The woman narrowed her eyes slightly. She stretched out her hand lazily and hooked the neck of the young man in front of her. She muttered discontentedly, "grinding goblin."
Hearing the speech, Pei Ximian smiled low. He stretched out his arm to naturally hold the woman's whole petite body, and the other party's petite body was fully held in his arms, which was like holding a baby.
He looked down at the sleepy woman in his arms, with a low voice and a smile: "well, the goblin is waiting for you to wash your face now."
Pei Ximian walks into the bathroom with Shen Wanqing in his arms. He puts each other on the washstand.
The water cup is filled with water, the toothbrush is squeezed with toothpaste, and he does everything himself. Even brushing his teeth, he brushes Shen Wanqing again. In that way, Shen Wanqing seems to be a loser who can't take care of himself.
Shen Wanqing didn't bother to interrupt his cultivation mode of the old man's sudden interest. She didn't bother to move anyway.
After brushing his teeth, Pei Ximian put down his glass, took the woman's cheek in front of him and kissed it.
The tip of the young man's tongue licked the crimson lip, which was very moist. His narrow dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his sight was filled with a smile.