"So, thank you all for coming to my live broadcast room on time today."

"Next time, the special dish is: braised pork."

"I'm going to go on the air, goodbye everyone!"

Turning off the live broadcast, it was another day of tiredness, Jiang Qiuqiu wanted to sleep directly after washing, but suddenly remembered that Mo Chengyu next door sent a spiritual recovery helmet to himself.

It is said that you can use it when you are tired-

She originally just wanted to experience it a little, but she didn't expect that as soon as the instrument was turned on, she was like wandering in a gentle sea, her mind and consciousness seemed to be soaked in something, and everything was incredibly soft and warm.

Then, she fell asleep.

I didn't even receive the good news message from Mingmei.

Mingmei looked at the data sent by Jiang Qiuqiu in the chat box between the two, and frowned slightly, "Why didn't she reply to my communication?" ”

Xiao Qian always ate meat and raised her eyes to glance, "The community where she lives is very similar to the community in the Central District, where the security is very good, and there will be no disappearances." ”

"It's this point, it's not possible that I'm tired and resting. Hurry up and eat, we're off work after eating. ”

Mingmei was still a little worried, this worry infected Mr. Xiao Qian, he couldn't help but stop his chopsticks, thought about it, and said: "The data has been taken out, and if you don't eat it, it will be cold." I feel that this dish is not delicious when it is cold, if you don't eat it...... Do you want to give it to me? ”

“……”

Silence is the straight man of steel tonight.

"I'll eat."

"Okay then." He looked a little lost!!

Qian Dong aims to make a lot of money, and he calls Qian Duoduo.

Xiao Qian always simply changed his name to eat a lot of things, and in addition to eating, what else is there in his head!

She gulped down the meat and bean sprouts, but didn't pay attention to the sly smile on the face of the extravagant young master next door.

Qian Xingxing felt that he had done a good job of surviving Wei to save Zhao.

-

It's still late at night.

Or in circles.

Who made the circle full of people in the middle of the night?

The information has grown explosively, and the last batch of spicy and bloody posts in Jiang Qiuqiu's circle have been taken off the shelves, and now the latest posts are all boiled pork slices.

Here, the topic of the post is always changing with Jiang Qiuqiu's menu.

Countless people are talking about the taste of the boiled pork fillet and that bowl of boiled pork fillet soup.

Spicy, completely different from the previous spicy blood, today's dish has a crispy and numb feeling-

#小口吃完之后觉得嘴唇周围麻麻的, it's like being beaten, and it's not the feeling of being beaten - it's so exciting. #

#为什么我又没抢到名额, am I the only non-chief in the world? Every time I start broadcasting, I watch it again and again, and I can only open my eyes and salivate every time I grab vegetables, hoping that the next one will be me. #

The landlord of the post told that he started to enter the pit from Jiang Qiuqiu's second live broadcast, and then almost every time he failed to draw food.

Except for the many, many feedback cakes that I did in that issue.

#如果不是吃到过那个蛋糕, I didn't have the perseverance to follow the followers and go on. I'm so dark, I want to eat! #

She expressed her frustration in the post, feeling that she was the most miserable person in the live broadcast room.

But unexpectedly, not long after the post was sent, she received a bunch of replies-

#你不是孤单一个人. #

#你们不是孤单两个人. #

…

#你们不是孤单一群人. #

#还有, you're not the worst people. #

There is actually a real non-chief, the small cake welfare was temporarily on the day, and he didn't even eat the small cake.

……

Miserable.

Miserable ratio.