Light coffee: ...... Yes, yes, you're right.

Originally, this was just a joke, and everyone laughed and laughed.

And then in the next time.

Qinghui didn't do anything out of the ordinary again.

Because the small cake before was a little full, and the performance just now was too prominent.

It's okay to have a section, if it's all like this, if it's really cut out like this, I'm afraid it won't be scolded on the Internet.

So Wang Mingxiu didn't hand over the central link of the next game to Qinghui, who was mainly responsible for some less important points.

Now there are many artists who have a weakened sense of existence when they don't speak, which makes people ignore it unconsciously, but Qinghui doesn't know it at all, she is decadent and lazy and just stands on the edge of the stage, which makes people can't help but put their eyes on her.

That impatient and irritable little appearance, a lazy little expression, and occasional careless small movements.

Raising his hand and teasing his hair attracted bursts of shouts from the audience, and sometimes the artists who were focusing on the game were stunned, not to mention Qinghui, who thought that he finally didn't have to be annoyed by this group of Luobei.

I pressed the strands of hair that had been annoying me to be upturned randomly, heard a scream, and then turned my head, and hundreds of pairs of eyes stared straight at me.

It's not yet the kind of provocation to fight.

After all, many people used to run away when they saw her.

After all, you can't be provoked, you can't beat it, and it doesn't make sense.

So it was the first time that Qinghui was treated so 'warmly'.

Luobei of this plane, bold, is too much.

The little girl raised her fair and delicate chin expressionlessly and sighed softly.

And then - the audience's smile gradually became uncontrollable, and the smile of the host led by Lan Ling gradually solidified.

Qinghui stood up to everyone's eyes, thinking about the baton that was inexplicably broken in his hand, the microphone stand that suffered the second misfortune, and the props that accidentally broke the handle.

Qinghui looked back at everyone expressionlessly: ......

Really, it has nothing to do with her.

It's your props that are too inferior.

The little girl was also wearing a somewhat casual and lazy sportswear, with her hands in her pockets, her appearance was too delicate, her long eyelashes were shaking, and her lips were ruddy, like a delicate big doll.

looked at them with such an expressionless face, with a decadent, annoying and a little dazed mood in his eyes.

At the foot is a 'dead' prop that has been replaced.

Cute with irritability.

I don't know why this thing is so brittle, and it seems that he is still a little aggrieved.

can be accompanied by such a text - 'Although I demolish the house, but I am cute', 'Innocent and weak, but can eat and destroy'.

Lan Ling felt convinced.

Heaven is indeed fair, some people stand out in some aspects, and that must be made up for by other aspects.

But it's simply, a natural darling, no matter where it is, it firmly attracts everyone's attention, all kinds of strange accidents.

For example, the baton, I found that there were cracks before, but I didn't care about it, and I couldn't see it, so many episodes of the show were mixed up, and finally 'died heroically' in the hands of this little girl.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and Qinghui didn't want to deal with it.

And Qiancai didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, Qinghui listened to this voice, and felt that the other party was rolling with laughter.

Finally, he raised his big godless eyes.

Without any desire to survive, he said, "From the beginning, you planned to slander people? ”