Two hundred and thirty-eight, pick, pick
The "Attacking the Ball and Sweeping the Land", which had not been online for almost two days, came out at this time, and Ying Zheng just saw his avatar light up, but he didn't speak silently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The mood of the audience in the live broadcast room continued to rise, and Ying Zheng occasionally responded to the questions in two sentences after introducing the costumes sent this time, and then let the live broadcast go on for their benefit, and went offline to rest.
As long as there are still audiences, then the income will not be broken.
After the third round of the lottery, Ying Zheng announced the list.
"The winning fans on the last day are, "I want to fly higher and die earlier", "A good person has a flat chest in his life", "A cute face has been a scourge for three years", please send me a private message with a screenshot address~"
The star names of these people are longer than one another, and each one is more funny than the other, but Ying Zheng has become accustomed to it.
It's just that the person who came to private message her this time surprised her a little.
It is said that the luck of the local tyrant will not be too bad.
I don't know when this sentence became a truth.
【Private Message Channel】
Attacking the Ball and Grabbing the Ground: In?
『Widow has illness】: ...... In!
『Attacking the ball and grabbing the ground】: [Figure], address: XX star XX area XXXXX
Ying Zheng's hand shook inexplicably, and this time he actually won the "Attack the Ball and Grab the Land".
Which comic is "Attacking the Ball and Grabbing the Ground"?
【Private Message Channel】
Attacking the Ball and Grabbing the Ground: ...... Did you get it? Why don't you speak.
『Widow has a disease』: May I ask which is your Xingbo number?
『Attacking the ball and grabbing the ground】: There is a picture in the screenshot, is it pasted?
『The Widow Has a Disease』: Ah, no. I forgot......
Silently wiped the sweat from the corners of her forehead, Ying Zheng, who showed the lower limit of her IQ for the first time, was glad that she was only alone when she saw her disgrace, and she clicked on the screenshot - "A cute face has been plagued for three years".
A boy with a cute attribute?
Ying Zheng felt that he knew what he knew.
【Private Message Channel】
『Widow has a disease』: Received, remember to check after an interstellar time.
On the other side, Xuan Yi sat in front of the light brain, saw the last reply that appeared on the virtual screen, tilted his head, and leaned back in his chair.
"Xuanyi ......" Xu Chengfeng's face was a little complicated, "In order to win the lottery, go to the system of the Black Star Guest platform, when will you do such a boring thing?"
"It doesn't cost anything anyway. Xuan Yi didn't even lift his eyelids, and the skin under his eyelids was as transparent as jade, but it was slightly dark.
"The dark circles under your eyes are all out, why don't you hurry up and go to sleep!" Xu Chengfeng couldn't stand it.
"Sleep!" Xuan Yi finally glanced at him, "Don't do it, wait for an interstellar time, I'll go to sleep by myself!"
The tone is obvious banter.
As soon as 'Xu Dabao' came out, Xu Chengfeng's punch had already smashed over, Xuan Yi tilted his head slightly, and raised his arm to block it.
Under the black trench coat, Xuan Yi's arm and wrist were clasped with a piece of thorn armor, and after this punch, Xu Chengfeng withdrew his fist in pain.
"Fuck!" Xu Chengfeng cursed with his teeth bared.
"I told you not to do it~ Blame me?" Xuanyi shrugged.
Ying Zheng, who was subconsciously misled by the name "A cute face for three years", is trying to choose the right clothes for "Attacking the Ball and Grabbing the Land", the softer the better, the little yellow coat is good to add, the oxtail hat is good to add, the accessories, the color silk silk sachet is fragrant and pleasant, the silver foot ring is exquisite and small, and it is equipped with a gold lock, perfect!
After the picking, Ying Zheng always felt that something was wrong.
It's all very good-looking, in line with the image of Meng Zhengtai in her mind.
packed a box, and Ying Zheng sent it directly.