Song Qian is at the door of the community?!

As soon as he heard Huang Hao say this, Zhao Jun didn't care about explaining or thanking him, so he stepped on his slippers shirtless and ran downstairs.

The north gate of the Kowloon community, leaning on a cold road, is an incommonly used side gate. At one o'clock in the morning, the security guard who guarded the door had already taken a nap in the sentry box, and the lights were dim, and nothing unusual was noticed for a while.

“…… Sorry, the number you are calling is currently unanswered, please dial again later......"

Zhao Jun dialed Song Qian's number over and over again, and the surroundings were still so quiet that only the sound of the whirring wind could be heard.

There are two possibilities: first, Huang Hao's positioning is wrong, and Song Qian is not at the gate of the community; Song Qian's mobile phone vibrated and the call did not ring.

It must be the second case, it must be!

Zhao Jun thought so, rushed into the guard box and picked up the security guard.

"Turn on the searchlight at the gate!" Zhao Jun shouted.

The security guard was picked up in a daze, completely unclear.

Seeing a whole row of buttons on the console, Zhao Jun pressed them all regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

"Brush-" A whole row of stadium lights lit up, illuminating the north gate as if it were day.

"Wow-wow-" The alarm bell also sounded at the same time, resounding throughout the community.

At this moment, the confused security guard was completely sober, and hurriedly turned off the alarm bell first, and then looked at the shirtless owner with a frightened face and ran out.

At this moment, outside the north gate, a radius of 100 meters, under the illumination of a whole row of six high-power stadium lights, even a needle can be seen clearly.

Song Qian didn't know where he was, he heard a sharp chirp in his ears in a daze, tried to roll up his eyelids, and felt that the white light was very dazzling, raised his arm to block it, and then turned over.

"Ugh!"

This muffled hum was sent by Zhao Jun.

When he found that Song Qian was sleeping on a sculpture platform about one meter high, he ran over like a 100-meter sprint, but fortunately he had time to use Song Qian, who rolled over, as a meat pad.

"Hmm...... You all have to find me if you need it!" Song Qian snorted.

"You drank too much?" Zhao Jun got up and helped Song Qian up.

"With my Song Qian's food for a day, I will never let you starve to death!" Song Qian muttered again.

"Go, go to my house. Zhao Jun put one of Song Qian's arms around his neck, grabbed him by the waistband of his pants, and pulled him up from the ground.

"Money, things outside the body ......" Song Qian said, and opened his eyes, looking at Zhao Jun drunkenly, "It's good that the brothers are happy!"

"Well, it's good to be happy, it's good to be happy!" Zhao Jun nodded again and again, almost unmoved to tears on the spot. He didn't know before that this Song Qian was so righteous.

……

At 12:20, the total number of online users on the Chili live broadcast platform reached 39.77 million, setting a record, and the number of anchors also exceeded the 300,000 mark.

Deng Qinsheng poured himself a glass of ice wine, but did not pay attention to the data of these banknotes that meant nothing to him, he logged into the platform with an ordinary account nicknamed "passing by" and entered the room of a talk show anchor.

"Through countless crowds, but there are not a few times Gao chao, hello everyone, I am Strawberry Jam, an intellectual woman with a good look. ”

"Poof-" Deng Qinsheng squirted a sip of ice wine on the screen, twitching the corners of his mouth, a black line.

This is a good look, it's an explosion!

Putting down the wine glass, Deng Qinsheng made a phone call to the technical director of Chili Live.

"Is it possible to cancel the face moe effect of the anchor in a certain room alone?"

"If you want to cancel, you can only cancel all of them, and individual rooms ...... It can't be done in a short period of time and needs to be reprogrammed. ”

"Forget it. ”

Deng Qinsheng hung up the phone, looking at Cao Ning, who was unrecognizable because of the cute face effect in front of him, and couldn't cry or laugh.

But that's okay, Lin Jiahao and they would never have thought that this talk show anchor with only a dozen fans and a face that can't see his true face would be the daughter of the chairman of Shuguang Group. It's just that I don't know what kind of expressions they will have when they see themselves and Cao Ning getting together when they hold an offline interactive party of "intimate matchmaking"?

As soon as he thought of this, Deng Qinsheng couldn't hide his excitement, he should have packed another gold wealth sundae just now.

Everyone grew up together, and no one was more estranged from Cao Ning than anyone else, so why could Lin Jiahao, who had nothing to do but know about the loser, of course be able to marry her?

Thinking so, Deng Qinsheng poured himself another glass and took a sip.

……

"You still haven't slept yet?" Chen Jie leaned against Cao Ning's bedroom door, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, looking at her on the screen with interest.

This girl is quite conscious.,Anyway, I blocked this face.,Otherwise,Maybe how many dicks are jerking off at the screen.。

Cao Ning also caught a glimpse of Chen Jie at the door, did not respond, and continued her live broadcast.

"What I want to share with you today is a kind of pleasure that is different from real knives and real guns, and it has a very professional term, called spontaneous perceptual meridian response. To put it simply, with a brain, you can be ......"

"Ahem-" Chen Jie almost choked on herself with a sip of coffee.

She just praised Cao Ning, which covered up her true appearance and was worthy of the Cao family, but what she said at this time was ...... Is this what a yellow flower girl can say?

What a terrible woman who studies law!

"What does that feel like?" Cao Ning continued, "You can put your finger in the socket and experience it." The scalp is numb, the back is soft, and there is a small electric current in the body jumping up and down, and sometimes I can't help but shiver......"

"Brush-" An angel popped up on the screen and kissed Cao Ning's cute face.

"Thank you, the 'passing' angel, this is the first gift Strawberry Jam has received, thank you. ”

……

Half an hour later, Cao Ning turned off the camera and found that Chen Jie was still leaning on the door.

"Miss Chen, are you going to get married tomorrow, and you still don't sleep so late?" Cao Ning walked through Chen Jie and walked directly to the bathroom, brushing her teeth while saying.

"I just moved out, and it had nothing to do with getting married. Chen Jie also walked to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame again.

"Hey-" Cao Ning, who originally wanted to tease a few words, suddenly sighed heavily.

"What's the matter? I see you were having a good time, and you received several gifts. ”

"Tomorrow you're gone, and I'll be alone, and it's been a long night. ”

"I think you'd better go home, you're out alone, in case you have a headache and brain fever, I'm afraid I ......can't reach it if I'm far away."

"I slept and slept, and today was only the second day of the live broadcast, and I received three gifts, more than 20 yuan. As soon as he talked about going home, Cao Ning opened the topic.

"You've been making trouble for more than half a month, it's okay......"

Cao Ning pretended not to hear Chen Jie's words, wiped his face, and went back to the room directly.

"Oh yes!" Chen Jie shouted at the door, "Today I heard from the security guard that our landlord Lao Yu owes a lot of money, you should pay attention, or change the house." ”