144: It seems like I'm going to have a harder time giving up on you
Shen Qinghuan was wearing a long skirt made of green linen fabric today, and her skin was already white and glowing.
And this beam of light is the only beam of light in Lu Ziheng's world that hits directly into his heart.
She didn't know that everything she had was his special attention.
He was like a fish walking in the desert and dying of thirst, greedily enjoying Shen Qinghuan's immersion. Moist sweet spring.
If it weren't for the screen prompting that the balance was insufficient, Lu Ziheng would have swiped it unscrupulously.
Lu Ziheng seems to understand a little bit why there were frequent explosions in the media before. It is expected that some otaku will give unlimited tips to beautiful female anchors.
If he can, Lu Ziheng is willing to go on like this.
You still have to work hard to make money to raise little fairies.
Lu Ziheng's fingertips. Touching the girl's face on the screen, he replied after a long time: Got it.
Sure enough, there was an explosion in the barrage area.
It's greasy! It's definitely greasy!
Since ancient times, comments have produced talents.
Everyone not only smelled a trace of the sour smell of love, but also felt that the boys who brushed the carnival were very well-behaved.
When they were about to ask something, Shen Qinghuan had already terminated the live broadcast.
After getting off the live broadcast, Shen Qinghuan hurriedly dialed Lu Ziheng, and the young man came from the earpiece full of magnetism: "What's wrong?" β
"YouβAre you ...... for me?"
Shen Qinghuan blushed a little face, and when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
Lu Ziheng was afraid that the matter of brushing gifts would make Shen Qinghuan feel a psychological burden, so he also pretended to be nothing: "For you?" β
These two words were transmitted to Shen Qinghuan's ears by Lu Ziheng with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, but there was a kind of rebuke. The taste of cotton.
ββ¦β¦ I ......"
Through the air, Lu Ziheng could detect the girl's blushing face.
"I've been cleaning at home all morning, and I'm probably going to disappoint you." Lu Ziheng quickly found a step for Shen Qinghuan.
Should the avatar just be a coincidence?
Shen Qinghuan touched his hot little face.
She checked the price of the carnival just now, one is 3,000 yuan, and ten words are 30,000.
How could a five-good boy like Lu Ziheng spend more money than he could for an ordinary live broadcast krypton?
"Oh."
"That's why you let it go, I'll ...... for you"
"Hmm. I may be mistaken. Shen Qinghuan didn't hide it from Lu Ziheng, "It's just that when the live broadcast was just started, a person with an avatar exactly like you swiped 30,000 soft girl coins for me." β
"That's a good thing."
"What's good?" The girl's emotions didn't sound high, "I don't know if the other party is stupid?" For the gifts that come over, the blogger can only get one-third of the commission. If you really want to tip, it's better to transfer money directly......"
The autumn wind blew through Lu Ziheng's short hair.
After a long time, he asked, "Do you like to receive transfers?" β
For the first time, Shen Qinghuan felt that there was a huge difference between men and women in thinking about problems.
She talked so much about the purpose, the core of which was that the person who said to Lu Ziheng to reward him was stupid, but he understood that she liked others to transfer her soft sister coins!
Shen Qinghuan explained again, and Lu Ziheng held back for a long time before responding: "Maybe the other party really likes you, so he will use this way to attract your attention." β
"Anyone's money is not blown by the wind, and it is not very good for both parties to use this way. Although I am also a layman, I also like soft girl coins, but I will earn them in my own way, not on these ......"
Lu Ziheng chatted with Shen Qinghuan for a long time.
He didn't know what method she used, but all the money from the carnival was returned to his account.
Little girl.
It seems like I'm going to have a harder time giving up on you.