Chapter Twenty-Three: He sewed stitches and threads

Wen Ye turned his back a little coldly.

"What's wrong, did you record a video?"

Wang Meitu exhaled heavily and sat on the sofa: "There is a little sister who came to Lan City to find me......"

"Hey, isn't this my second dog?" she noticed a doll swaying on the couch.

"I lost it many years ago. Why are you here, you see that there are still small holes in this that were picked out by me when I was a child. ”

Fang Yang put away his clothes from the balcony and walked back.

I saw a chubby girl with very delicate makeup.

It wasn't the first time he had seen Wang Meitu, but every time he glanced at the girl with a little curiosity, Wen Ye would cover her tightly behind her like an old hen guarding her cubs.

It's just small.

No man will have the slightest thought in his eyes...... Well, barely a woman.

Could it be that this is the so-called "Zhong Kui's sister"?

No, Zhong Kui is a married sister!

Fang Yang's whole body trembled.

walked up head-on: "Sister Meili is here, have you brought our things? Brother Ye is dying without it." Look at the dark circles on your face. ”

Before Fang Yang's words fell, he was kicked in the ass.

Wen Ye was already tall, standing barefoot on the ground of the hotel in socks, still almost half a head taller than him.

He looked at him condescendingly.

"What are you talking about!"

Fang Yang gasped.

Quickly change the subject.

"Hey, beautiful sister, how can you take Brother Ye's second dog, this is what he sewed up with a needle and a thread as a treasure......"

"I think you're really looking for death!"

Wen Ye opened Wang Meitu's inquiring gaze, and casually picked up a pillow and threw it towards Fang Yang.

"You make it clear to Lao Tzu, who is doing this girl's job!"

Fang Yang had followed Wen Ye for many years, and he had long been aware of his violent temper.

Flexible positioning.

He bounced off like a spring.

Aggrieved: "It's not you yet." ”

Wen Ye: "......"

Every day, everyone is reversed!

Wang Meitu took a while to react.

Bowing his head and flicking his tail on the egg roll, he carefully observed the "two dogs" for a while.

It doesn't seem to be her one.

She can't move other people's things, even if this person is Wen Ye.

Wang Meitu quickly put it back in place, and deliberately restored the crooked initial appearance.

"Brother Ye, are you selling goods live?"

Wen Ye: "Not for sale!"

Fang Yang: "Today......" As soon as he wanted to speak, he was stopped by Wen Ye's eyes, and returned to the back room in a gloomy manner.

"Oh, that's it. The hope that Wang Meitu ignited at the moment when she saw Wen Ye seemed to be extinguished by cold water.

But if she is sad in person, she seems stingy.

Wen Ye was originally signed by the company, and private activities, even if they were public welfare activities, needed to be weighed by the company before they could be decided.

If you really want people to agree to help, then it is vexatious.

Wang Meitu readjusted her mood and stood up like a nobody.

"Put the things here, then I'll go back first. ”

*

The temper of his own artists became more and more irritable, causing the air pressure to be a little low throughout the Spring River Flower Moon Night.

Fang Yang didn't dare to provoke him, and after lighting the sleep aid aromatherapy in the bedroom where Wen Ye lived, he hid in the bathroom of the living room and didn't dare to come out.

Isn't the game fragrant anyway?

This time, with the live broadcast of a sister on a certain platform, the company pulled several sponsorships in order to increase the commission.

Deliberately did not arrange any other work for Wen Ye on this day.

Recharge your batteries.

Of course, it is impossible for an artist not to squeeze himself in the era of one seal. It's just that the day before the live broadcast, the partner was asked to arrange a private jet to complete all the work in advance.

So Wen Ye has not closed his eyes for more than twenty-eight hours so far.

He was sleepy, especially after Wang Meitu was gone.

All the strength of the body seems to be taken away together.

In a daze, he had a dream.

The scene cuts to the big car he sent.

Wang Meitu actually knew that the inconspicuous little pencil box he asked her to give was filled with things for her.

Wen Ye looked at her nervously, his palms sweaty.

He didn't seem to have time to ask that sentence yet.

The girl already knew the finale and wore the sparkling ring.

She was dressed in her wedding dress and sat next to him.

As if the golden light of the earth shone upon him,

"I do. ”

She said.

Then Wen Ye was scared awake.

But the ghost pressed the bed and couldn't open his eyes.

I couldn't move.

First of all, he didn't buy an engagement ring.

Secondly, it is impossible for him and Wang Meitu to sit in the back seat at the same time in their own car.

The man's instinct to protect his daughter told him that even if his brother-in-law was driving, it was impossible to send his rabbit to the mouth of the evil wolf who was eyeing him without doing anything.

You see, even in dreams I know it's fake.

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Without Wen Ye's powerful backup, Wang Meitu could only go into battle alone.

The location of the live broadcast is arranged in the back garden of the moonlit night in the spring river.

Because she was afraid that she would not be popular enough, she and Princess Qian deliberately chose to start at six o'clock in the evening.

Recently, there have been a lot of people selling goods in live broadcasts, and it is too late to shoot even if they are recommended.

Each anchor has his own tasks, and there are so many live broadcasts for public welfare, and the recommended positions can't be ranked.

Generally, the peak of live broadcast is between half past seven and eight o'clock, and a hundred flowers are in full bloom.

Sister Meili felt that if she came according to the time of sending the eating and broadcasting video, it would coincide with the peak of the anchor's broadcast, and she might be pressed behind.

If you start at 6 o'clock, you may not have a lot of viewers at first, but if you build up slowly, you may have an advantage in popularity.

The shooting is based on the popularity value, that is, the live broadcast ranking is based on the value of free hearts.

If you're lucky, you might be in the top 100.

Wang Meitu moved a large box of oranges to the back garden, and after setting up the scene, she leaned on the gazebo sweating profusely and panting.

Princess Akane didn't know who she was talking to on the phone.

Look at her from time to time.

Wang Meitu felt strange.

I took out my phone as a mirror and glanced at myself inside.

The big face was red and sweating.

I didn't see anything wrong.

Princess Akane is looking at her.

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Half an hour later, Princess Qian came over after making a phone call, sat in the small pavilion, and watched Wang Meitu stop talking.

She wore a pair of leather pink high-heeled sandals, a punk skirt with small white short sleeves, a pair of white, long and straight legs, a high ponytail, and various colored leather bands wrapped around her head.

Young blood.

Wang Meitu thought to herself, such a beautiful girl rested next to her.

Others estimated that she would have to be squeezed to death.

But in the same way, who doesn't like a pretty girl, who is like her.

The number of viewers of this live broadcast should not even be comparable to when she usually records and eats broadcasts.

She was thinking about it, and the image of Princess Akane unconsciously appearing in her mind after recording the video with dignity and throwing up on the toilet.

was distracted for a while, and she didn't even hear Wang Qian calling her.

"Beautiful sister, beautiful sister. ”

"Ahh

"I said, should we top up some money!"

Charge money?!