Chapter 917: Draw the sword, love rival
Capture a local tyrant upstairs alive! I would also like to ask what are the conditions for the anchor to make friends? With white skin and beautiful looks like me, can I be a faΓ§ade at the top, and can I do it at the bottom? γ
Lan Jiaye looked at the large number of messages on the screen asking for friends, like a large-scale blind date scene, and suddenly understood his sister-in-law's previous words.
A few days ago, he was still a member of the barrage, screaming and trying to attract the anchor's attention and eat a bite of the anchor's cooking.
Now, he has become a member of the anchor's side, and has become the object of envy and hatred of those fans and colleagues.
This feeling...... It's so cool!
Lan Jiaye, who suddenly had a lot of balance in her heart, followed her sister-in-law with a subtle sense of superiority and happily picked vegetables.
Huo Chenhuan walked behind Su Yayan, hugged her waist lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is it hot?" β
"It's not hot, are you hungry?" Su Yayan said and glanced around, and after making sure that everyone's attention was not on their side, she took out a few freshly grilled squid and handed them to Huo Chenhuan.
"Specially left for you, eat quickly!"
However, she forgot that Ling Xiaoqi and the others were indeed not there, but the audience watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room did not leave.
[Report Report! The anchor used the public equipment for private use, and secretly hid the grilled squid for her husband! Are you so worthy of the friends who support you and trust you? Is it worthy of those of us who can't bear it? γ
[Anchor, you're wrong. What about the equal treatment? Why can he be privileged? Woo woo, I'm not convinced! γ
Su Yayan looked at the single dogs who were abused all over the screen and accused her of opening the back door for her man, and was just about to say something to appease them, when she heard the people around her suddenly speak: "It's useless to disobey." β
Huo Chenhuan glanced at the dense barrage, and swore sovereignty with confidence: "Just because I am his husband." "You're not.
As soon as the words fell, the originally dense barrage was a lot empty, if it weren't for the fact that there were still so few sporadic Internet speeds that were relatively slow and now they were faintly passing through the message, Su Yayan would have wondered if his live broadcast room was stuck.
After a brief period of dead silence, a blowout erupted.
[Alas, I'm so grumpy! You say you say you say, do you want to fight? γ
[Although this is true, why is it so unbeaten when it comes out of your mouth?] (Grinding teeth silently)γ
[Draw the knife, love rival, let's do a fight, the winner gets the anchor, and the loser consciously dives! ] (silently pulls out my forty-meter machete .jpg)]
Strictly speaking, this should be the first time Huo Chenhuan has left the live broadcast room, but the old audience in Su Yayan's live broadcast room doesn't seem to be strangers to him at all.
It's just that someone's first appearance on the scene caused a wave of hatred from the boss.
Countless viewers were stunned by Huo Chenhuan's sudden straight ball, and after reacting, they all shouted for a gentleman's duel with Huo Chenhuan.
"A fight? Why should I fight with you? Words are mine, and not fighting is mine. In that case, why should I fight with you, do you have enough to eat? β
After Huo Chenhuan finished taunting everyone, he didn't think it was enough, so he picked up the grilled squid that Su Yayan specially left for him and took a bite, and enjoyed: "It's so fragrant." β
Like chickens and ducks, the squid of this era also belonged to the Big Mac category, and even if the mouth was full, it could only eat half a squid leg.
The sturdy and chewy squid meat, with pepper added, is hot and spicy and fragrant, not inferior to the previous pork skewers.