Song Jia wanted to take it off.

Otherwise, it's better not to pretend to be a maid, but to pretend to be a mother.

Mother brings snacks to her son.

That's right, right?

But......

Song Jia's mind suddenly flashed a thing.

Didn't Cheng live with his grandmother all the time?

He doesn't have a mother.

Inexplicably, I feel a little distressed.

Song Jia didn't continue to toss anymore, wearing this dress.

I went to the kitchen.

Her original intention.

I'm really afraid that Cheng is also thirsty.

After all, live streaming is really tiring.

Although she hasn't broadcast live, she has watched the process before.

Not only carry does not say.

Also reply to fan messages.

Sometimes after answering questions, your throat can smoke.

The loss of Cheng is also a lack of words.

But.

Song Jia felt sorry for him.

Eventually, the fruit is served with snacks and milk.

Brought it to him.

The villa has a duplex attic.

After Song Jia finished it downstairs, she sent him up in slippers.

The study is right next door to their bedroom.

When the door of the study is knocked softly.

Cheng is also in the moment of "dire water" team battle.

this wave.

His Shangguan Wan'er can be killed five times.

Cheng also thinks so.

And yet—

"Young master, I will give you the dim sum you want, you remember to eat it."

Song Jia respectfully placed the dim sum tray on the edge of the table of his live broadcast.

The live camera's camera could only shine on her waist and abdomen.

All the fans are still immersed in this exciting team battle.

I saw a pair of slender hands suddenly stretched out in front of the camera.

Snow-white skin.

Follow.

It's a set of maid outfits, long legs!

It's all over the screen!

Song Jia put down her things and prepared to leave.

How.

Cheng also glanced back at him.

And this glance, completely stunned.

Even the last five kills of the team battle failed to succeed.

Shangguan Wan'er's corpse was lying straight on the ground.

The death was tragic.

Song Jia saw that he was still staring at her.

Busy gestured to him, signaling him to hurry back to the live broadcast.

She hurriedly "retired".

The goblin didn't know anything about it...... What a "big disaster" did he cause for himself.

Fans of the barrage directed: "???? ”

"Am I grass? The one just now? What is it! ”

"Woman!?"

"No, no, no! Didn't you listen carefully? She shouted Run God Young Master! Master! It must be the maid of the house! ”

"I heard it too! It's shouting young master! ”

"I testify! Some fans don't have a rhythm! ”

"But...... That hand just now...... That leg...... Am I grass? Do the maids of the Run God family have such high requirements? ”

"I saw it too, even though it was only a pair of legs...... But it feels even better than a supermodel's...... It's too white......"

"Woooooooooo Is Run God in love!! ”

"Talk to the maid? Don't think about it, okay? Run God to play the game too. ”

All the fans are glued to the camera.

Until the man on the live broadcast turned his head.

His expression remained unchanged.

But.

Look closely.

His eyes were full of forbearance and darkness.

Layers.

Cheng has never had a time.

I feel that the live broadcast is such a big ordeal.

It's even worse than the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty!

Fans are still chasing after them.

"The Run God's family is a rich family! Even the babysitter is so classy! ”

"Can I also apply for a babysitter?"

"I'm sour, and I can see God Run every day! Let me go! I can! ”

"Make a rooster crow!"

Cheng also looked at the barrage very badly.

The sentence "That's my wife" was pressed in his throat.

I held it back.

He promised Song Jia that he would never tell her identity.

Cheng is also very annoying.

Simply close the barrage.

Completely absent-minded in the second half!

Last time.

I just took a sip of milk and ate some fruit.

Tell everyone that I owe half an hour, and I will make up for it next time.

Then I turned off the camera directly.

Fans: "???? ”