Chapter 8 is really good-looking

Han Yilu couldn't pretend to be aggrieved, gritted his teeth and said: "They are all anchors, stay a line in life, don't go too far!"

Liang Sixian smiled casually: "Just kidding, it seems that I'm not so tall, don't care." ”

Han Yilu suddenly felt weak and stopped talking, but his face was blue and white for a while, which was extremely ugly, and after a while, he hurriedly disconnected the microphone.

[HahahahaWell done!]

[That expression when she ran last hahahaha

【Relieve gas!】

The live broadcast room was swiped by words like this, and Liang Sixian told everyone not to lead the war, and then continued to sing.

At the same time, the Big Wave Clubhouse.

The lights in the box were swaying, and the voices were boiling, mixed with the singing of ghosts and wolves, which was called heartbreaking.

Xu Xigu was so noisy that he had a real headache, frowned, and finally said his first words tonight: "Stop singing." ”

It stopped there, and the world was instantly clear.

Then the voice from Zhao Yan's mobile phone next to him became more and more clear, it was a woman singing, her voice was sweet, the tune was tactful, and it sounded a faint sense of comfort.

Fu Anchen listened for a while, kicked his shoes with his foot, and said disdainfully: "Watching live broadcasts on the Internet again? When will your vulgar taste improve?"

Zhao Yan has recently contracted a more unique habit, that is, he likes to watch live broadcasts on the Internet, and he loves Internet celebrity faces, and he doesn't throw some gifts for those delicate female anchors every day, as if he is uncomfortable.

Zhao Yan was not convinced: "No, look at this, this is really good-looking." ”

He handed the mobile phone to Fu Anchen, and after Fu Anchen saw it clearly, he was a little speechless.

Without him, the woman on the screen has a pair of bright apricot eyes, a goose egg face, wearing light makeup, and when she laughs, the silkworm bends up, and the fairy spirit has not taken off, and it is dyed with ten thousand kinds of style.

It's really good-looking.

Zhao Yan was proud, and then took the mobile phone screen and slammed Xu Xi's old face, letting him see: "Look at my future girlfriend, how is it, is it okay?"

Xu Xi was in a bad mood, so he was not interested, and only glanced at it perfunctorily.

The next second, he paused, his gaze as if glued to it, and he didn't look away for a long time.

This is...... Liang Sixian, his wife who has just registered and is currently protected by law.

Xu Xigu's face was even heavier, he turned his head to look at Zhao Jiu, and said word by word: "You, say, what?"

Zhao Ji was stupid, and he was happy: "I said that I fell in love with this beautiful girl at first sight, I want to fall in love with her, she sings so well!"

Zhao Zhen was actually watching Han Yilu's live broadcast before, and the two climbed to Liang Sixian's side when they connected to the microphone, and then were attracted by her singing.

Xu Xi stopped talking, lowered his eyes slightly, and let out a sneer, slightly contemptuous.

Zhao Yan didn't care, and casually swiped a few gifts for Liang Sixian, and then stared at the logo of the platform at the top right of the screen, and suddenly thought of something.

He asked Xu Xigu: "Alas, weren't you exiled here by your father not long ago, can you help me ask for the contact information?"

Speaking of this, Fu Anchen interjected: "But your father is really ruthless, it has only been a long time since you returned to China, and you were exiled again." ”

Xu Xi sneered lightly and did not answer.

He lit a cigarette and called Secretary Wang.

Five minutes later, at 8:55 sharp, Liang Sixian, who was still live broadcasting, received a strange call.

The man's tone of voice was skillful, but his voice was hoarser than usual, as if it had been smoked, and it sounded a little lazy and sexy.

He said in an understated tone: "Big Wave Club 303, you come over for a moment." ”