In addition to being beautiful, Xiao Mumu is also handsome.

Why doesn't he look like Xiao Mumu?

Ay... It's all weird and smelly dad's broken gene...... Doubt life.

…

After recovering from the emotions just now, Xiao Baozi listened to the instructions given to him by his own Xiao Mumu.

"I'll start a live broadcast for a while, and then you go to ventilate and report the news, and then go to your stinky dad, just find a mobile phone and open my live broadcast and show it to him, you know?"

Yan Muye looked like he was ready to do something bad.

Xiao Baozi couldn't understand what the live broadcast was, he raised his head, "Xiao Mumu is going to let many people watch it?" ”

"If you let a lot of people watch Xiaoli, you will be unhappy."

"Xiao Mumu, can you not start the live broadcast?"

Is this a plea?

Yan Muye couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you think I still look like your little Mumu now?"

"I'm just an 'uncle' now."

"And Xiao Mumu will always be a little bun, so I won't let many people see it easily."

Yan Muye didn't want to start a live broadcast originally, but she was too poor now.

There is a big guy in front of her now, and she can't say anything without hugging her thighs.

But how do you hug your thighs?

Naturally, it is a little tactful, and then a little tactful.

Leng Fu Xiao is a very possessive person, and if he starts a live broadcast, he will definitely be unhappy, so when he is angry, she has the opportunity to help him shun Mao, plus express his lack of money in disguise.

The little bun puffed out his cheeks, and then looked at the door.

"Then I'm going to find Daddy Stinky?"

"Xiao Li treats this matter as a game now, but Xiao Mumu can't like others on his mobile phone."

"Uh-huh."

"I promise I won't like someone else, Xiao Mumu can swear in front of you, or pull a hook with you, which way do you like?"

Xiao Baozi pointed to his forehead.

Yan Muye instantly understood.

"Oh, Roger!"

'Let's chirp', and in the next second, the little bun was kissed.

……

Leng Fu Xiao was practicing shooting when he met Xiao Baozi.

Xiao Baozi usually can't come to the shooting range.

But he was relatively short, and he knew how to hide himself, so when he arrived at the shooting range, he was stunned and was not seen.

The 'bang' gunfire was a little deafening, and Xiao Baozi looked at Xiao Mumu on his phone, inexplicably anxious.

Now is the era of networking, information spreads quickly on online platforms, and the popularity is particularly high.

When the popularity of a live broadcast room reaches a certain amount of data and traffic, the system will automatically push the live broadcast room to the homepage, or occupy a recommended position, so as to win more traffic and bring more attention to the live broadcaster.

Yan Muye looked at the people in the live broadcast room, there were originally only two people, her and Xiao Baozi, but later I don't know if it was because the cover was very attractive, or because her men's appearance was really eye-catching, and the live broadcast room had risen from a few people to more than a dozen.

…

Yan Muye started a live broadcast here, and Nan Qizhan also received the news.

Originally, the two of them had discussed, so Nan Qizhan directly clicked on the live broadcast room.

In the next second, Yan Muye received a tyrant-level god.

System prompt: 'User: It's hard to send you ten rockets. ’

The system prompts: 'User: It's hard to send you a merry-go-round. ’

System prompt: 'User: It's hard to get to the top of your honor roll, go and thank him~'

System prompt: '....... ’