[That...... I don't know if I'm wrong...... On that bed, the bulging piece can't be someone...... Are you sleeping......]

At first, no one noticed the barrage of this message, and it wasn't until this person posted it a second or third time that it was noticed.

[I'll go!, it looks like someone is really sleeping on that bed!]

[Probably not, you pay attention, the quilt on the bed doesn't rise and fall at all, how can anyone be sleeping.] 】

[Yes, I've been staring at that bed for a long time, and I haven't seen the quilt move for a moment!

[I also think no one should sleep in that bed.] 】

[That is, Yumao is not sleeping without a female anchor live broadcast, but I really haven't seen a female anchor who sleeps live without showing her head, just letting people stare at a quilt!]

[What the hell is going on?] If Mi Mei is not sleeping in bed, what about her?]

The barrage on the computer screen is noisy and very lively, although the number of members who enter the live broadcast room is not as large as Song Pengpeng's previous live broadcast, but the number of comments on this barrage has caught up with the number of people.

The members were arguing about whether Song Pengpeng was sleeping in that bed or not, and sometimes, people were just so boring.

When the big guys quarreled for a while and couldn't come up with a final result, most people felt bored and left the live broadcast room.

And the rest of the group of well-fed people still stared at the bed to see if there was anyone sleeping on it.

After the time passed minute by minute, gradually some people couldn't bear the loneliness and sleepiness and left first, while some stubborn netizens were still guarding.

"Jingle bell~!"

The next morning, at six o'clock, the alarm clock on the bedside table in the bedroom went off.

This crisp alarm sounded that woke up not only Song Pengpeng, who was sleeping soundly on the comfortable and soft big bed.

There are also a few boring netizens who are lying in front of the computer desk, watching Song Pengpeng's live broadcast, and staring at them who are asleep.

"Ha~!" Song Pengpeng yawned, sat up from the bed, and subconsciously pressed the alarm clock.

I slept so soundly~!

Song Pengpeng sat up from the bed, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, when the voice of the system came from his head.

[Host~Host~ You're live streaming!You can't forget, right?(⊙v⊙)]

"Ahh

In an instant, Song Pengpeng's sleepiness disappeared, she turned around and walked quickly towards the computer desk.

As a result, after turning on the computer screen, her whole person was a little bad.

[Hahahaha!!I said that there must be a sleeping person on the bed!!Hurry up!Give me a hundred dollars!Coward!】

[Bah!, you later changed your words like me and said that no one was sleeping in the bed, and you were going to sleep, okay!

[I'll go!!Is it Mi Mei'er who got up from the bed!!!Why do you feel that the painting style is so peculiar!!]

[Oh my god, that's a human or a ghost!What kind of thing is that on my face! It's dark, I'm sick!]

[Is this a new mask? Why is the mask getting more and more strange now......]

[Mi Mei'er, I said that you sleep like a dead person! I didn't see you move at all!!!Are you swollen!!]

[Is it Nurse Mi? I feel that her breasts have become smaller. 】

[It feels like you've grown a little taller?]

[Is this person a girl!, why do I think something is wrong?]

[Mi Meier, you squeak~!]

[Nurse Mi, let's let us know that you are still alive~]

"......" followed Song Yu to complete six of the nine years of obligation, how could he not recognize these traditional Chinese characters?

Song Pengpeng looked at those frivolous words, especially the word 'Jiao Panting', and Song Pengpeng instantly became angry.

"Jiao, gasp your sister, get out of the calf!" while saying, Song Pengpeng mightily kicked out of the live broadcast room all these people who had been sticking to it from night to morning.

【…… Hosts, they are your food and clothing parents, is it really good for you to do this?_(:з"∠)_]

I don't know why the system is a little sympathetic to these men who stayed up until dawn to see if anyone was sleeping on the bed, but it turned out that after staying up until the morning, the men who were kicked out of the room by Song Pengpeng were finally kicked out of the room.

"I have a basic salary, what am I afraid of, this group of lewd men are no longer coming to see, I'm even happier!"

Song Pengpeng pursed his lips, and while talking to the system with disdain, he turned off the computer.

Yesterday's eight hours were finished!

【…… Well, host, you're such a woman who treats money like dung. _(:з」∠)_】

Song Pengpeng rolled her eyes, ignored the system, she walked into the bathroom quickly, and washed up.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Song Pengpeng cleaned herself up and went into the cloakroom next door.

After rummaging in the cloakroom for a long time, Song Pengpeng realized that she had been concentrating on recuperating this body during this time, and she had forgotten the clothes that were suitable for her when she was preparing to enter school!

Looking at the cabinet full of clothes in the cloakroom, which were very fashionable and exposed, the corners of Song Pengpeng's mouth pulled slightly.

Wear these to school, I'm afraid she'll be expelled!!

[Host, otherwise, you can just find one to wear first.] 】

Seeing Song Pengpeng's difficult appearance, the system said very kindly.

However, obviously, Song Pengpeng did not understand the system's feelings.

"System, are you stupid, there are no clothes I can wear here, but Xiaoyu will definitely have them there!" Song Pengpeng once again ridiculed the IQ of a certain system.

Listening to Song Pengpeng's □□ naked ridicule, a certain cowardly system immediately became angry.

[Host, are you stupid!Xiaoyu is completely different from your body, how can you wear her clothes!╭(╯^╰)╮]

Just as the system was talking, Song Pengpeng had already opened the door of Song Yu's bedroom and walked in.

Song Pengpeng looked at this simple bedroom, her eyes darkened slightly, and she missed Song Yulai again.

Xiaoyu, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to do the task and let you wake up earlier!

After Song Pengpeng muttered firmly in his heart, he walked quickly to the wardrobe.

After opening the wardrobe, Song Pengpeng looked at the neatly stacked and orderly clothes in the wardrobe, and Song Pengpeng showed a gentle and loving smile on her face.

[Host!You don't have time to eat breakfast if you don't get dressed quickly!~\(^o^)/~]

"Got it. Song Peng pursed her lips, and then picked up her clothes intently.

Although it was said to be picky, it was not much picked.

Because in Song Yu's wardrobe, the colors and types of clothes are almost the same, there is really nothing to pick.

So within a few minutes, Song Peng Peng took a white long-sleeved shirt and a knee-length black skirt and wore it on his body.

There was no way, Song Pengpeng originally wanted to find a pair of pants to wear, but what was wrong with it was ...... Song Yu is too small, and her pants, Song Pengpeng really can't wear them. _(:з」∠)_

So in retreat, Song Pengpeng took a long skirt.

After spending some time, Song Pengpeng finally got dressed.

"Huh~! system, you see, I can still wear Xiaoyu's clothes ......", before he finished speaking, he saw the button on Song Pengpeng's chest, and with a 'bang', it opened.

“……”

Seeing that the small transparent button flew out in a graceful arc in the air, and after falling to the ground, Song Pengpeng's whole person was not good.

Chest...... It's so cool. _(:з」∠)_

[Hahahahaha!!haha

A certain system, it's just laughing crazy.

[Poof~!Host、Haha~This is what you say must be able to wear?hahaha~!]

“…… Shut up!" a female demon was deeply furious.

What is this Nima's broken breasts! What do you want such big breasts! It's really cumbersome! Not only is it troublesome to wear clothes! It's also very tiring to walk!

Full of anger, Song Pengpeng picked up the buttons that fell on the ground, and after finding the needle and thread in Song Yu's room, he began to sew the buttons early in the morning.

Although Song Pengpeng's embroidery is indeed not good, she can still do simple sewing things, after all, she is also a good wife and mother.

After three or two clicks, Song Pengpeng sewed up the buttons, and fixed them again, and then put the needle and thread back into the distance.

"Alright, let's go to school!"

As he spoke, Song Pengpeng picked up a black crossbody bag, filled some change, and a stationery bag, and set off towards Wangfu Middle School with high spirits!

And Song Pengpeng, who went to report to Wangfu Middle School, what she didn't know was that because of what happened this morning, she became a little popular again in the live broadcast of Entertainment Cat~