There is a lazy atmosphere all over the body.

The growth is too delicate and beautiful, and a glance sweeps over, scattered and seductive.

And her attention was not on the group of audience members who were already 'crazy', she just lowered her eyes and stared at the microphone a little empty, raising her hand from time to time and touching the ear buckles on her ears.

'Coffee, when did you say the little cake part?' ’

Asaka: It's coming, it's coming, it's coming.

The host of other people's families should be reasonable, and the spirit sword master of his own family will automatically filter the words he doesn't want to hear, so he has to be coaxed.

Qinghui reluctantly quieted down and stayed aside, not very willing to deal with people.

Lan Ling deliberately led the topic to Qinghui, so everyone watched Qinghui slowly return to his senses every time he was called, turned his head to look at Lan Ling, and then slowly answered.

I didn't look like I was getting any more shots for myself.

After this series of questions, just looking at Lanling like a worried old father, he frantically hinted at Qinghui, and Qinghui hinted at madness.

turned the audience laughing on their backs, but Qinghui's little appearance of being stunned and unwilling to deal with people did not make people feel impolite at all, but there was a sense of confusion that was not suitable for the stage, which made people want to rub their little heads.

"Hui cub! Cubs! Look at Brother Lanling, Brother Lanling is going to die helplessly by you hahaha. ”

"Ahh!!hhh

"Huihui!! Give me a straight face, please. ”

"Baby!! A few more words!! The voice is so soft and so good!! ”

Qinghui: ......???

The noise below finally caught Qinghui's attention.

The little girl turned her head slowly, her eyes puzzled, and her big eyes were a little dazed.

'This group of Luobei...... Lose your marbles? ’

Except for being called by Mingyue's guy, including the Hui cub who was outside later, others have always stayed away from her.

was called by many people for an unknown amount of time, such as "Little Ancestor", "Uncle Qinghui", "Lord Lingjian", and "Daddy Hui", and a bunch of hemp powder screaming and shouting "Hui Cub", "Cub" and "Little Baby" suddenly appeared.

And it's also a group of Luobei who fights five scum, the kind that Lord Spirit Sword can use a sword in a group, not adaptable, very uncomfortable.

How daring!

Qinghui subconsciously glared at him, and then listened to the more intense screams under the stage, a little suspicious of Jian Sheng.

No...... Mingyue's soul fragment is not afraid of her, so forget it......

Why aren't you a bunch of Luobei afraid?!

She's super scary, can you be afraid and respect Lord Lingjian??

And in the eyes of everyone, it was Qinghui who stared at his round eyes, trying to show a serious and mature look, and even the laziness just now was a lot scattered, as if he was a little annoyed by them, with soft white cheeks and big eyes, sitting upright.

How to look - how well-behaved.

Because it's a bit much, there is a small round table on the stage with juice on it, and at the moment there are staff members coming up to pour the juice.

Lan Ling looked at Qinghui's appearance and was really cute, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shake it in front of Qinghui's eyes.

Qinghui subconsciously retreated, and the staff behind him also retreated, accidentally touching the microphone.

The sound of electricity crossed, and Qinghui frowned and went to answer the microphone with his backhand.

A little far away, Qinghui's posture is quite handsome and half-bent, neat enough, as easily as he caught the ear button before.

Then there was a crisp sound.

Qinghui turned his head blankly to look at the source of the sound.

What's going on? It's not endless??

Wang Mingxiu, the only fixed hostess next to her, stood on the other side of Qinghui, watching Qinghui easily catch the microphone, and then touched the small round table, and a cup placed on the edge rolled down at once.

The little girl looked back at the sound and looked confused, lowered her eyes and looked at the cup for a long time, and finally turned her head back with a small look of 'I didn't do it, it has nothing to do with me'.

Then the little girl with a depressed face thought about it, raised the microphone she rescued again, and asked softly but seriously, "Do you want to lose money?" ”

How many small cakes do you want to pay??

Wang Mingxiu, who endured it for a long time, finally burst out laughing.