[You can't even cook a meal.] 】

[Tell me, what's the use of you?] 】

Blast:......

"You know what? The grilled fish was really tasty. ”

【me!!】 】

[Little madman, you are not human. 】

Hurricane: "The fish soup is also delicious, so fragrant that it drools, I'll drink another bowl." ”

[Little madman, to be honest, you were originally a person, but now you are more like a dog! 】

【Beasts! 】

[Little madman, you're getting more and more dogs. 】

[Little madman, I'm off the powder, goodbye.] 】

Hurricane: "Actually, I originally left a plate of spicy fish head for you to taste virtually, but now I think I'd better eat it myself." ”

[Nope! Little madman, I didn't finish what I said just now, even if you are a dog, you are the most handsome dog, let alone a person. 】

[I ...... too]

[Before I finished speaking, the beast is me. 】

The wind stretched out his voice, "Oh? Not to depowder? ”

[Which?] Which one? 】

【Which depowdering?】 Our little madman is my heart, my light, three-quarters of my life, and it is impossible to lose powder in this life. 】

Storm snorted twice: "I don't think I've eaten enough, so I'd better eat." ”

Seeing the red and bright spicy fish head, it was getting closer and closer to the mouth of the wind.

The fans of the wind are simply wide-eyed: [Whew!! 】

【Daddy!! 】

【Daddy!! I was wrong. 】

[Dad, it's really wrong. 】

Storm felt a burst of blood rush to the top of his head, but he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

"Look, look at your little bit of interest."

[Yes, yes, we are not productive, what Dad said is right. 】

"We're out of the picture. 】

[Can I give my son a bite of fish now?] 】

The wind generously put the fish plate farther away, and then waved his hand: "Okay, good, eat, eat." ”

"Don't say that I'm not good to you in the future, there is no anchor like me, and I treat fans the same as my son."

Fans grit their teeth!

Labor forbearance!

Eat the fish first, and then talk about it after eating the fish.

If you don't get this son back, you won't be called a son! Phew, call fans.

is different from the chickens, flying and dogs jumping on the side of the wind, and the Nan Nan live broadcast room on the other side is much more harmonious.

At the beginning, Nan Nan prepared some for fans.

smiled shyly, very gently: "Thank you for liking me." ”

"I didn't do it myself, but I hope you like it."

[It's still Nan Nan who knows that he feels distressed. 】

[Thank you, Nan Nan. 】

The scene was harmonious, and Ye Qianxing's fans also finished eating, Ye Qianxing used the food to feed Xiaoxiao, and there was no waste at all.

[I think a small role = trash can.] 】

[Did you find a detail?] Every time the anchor gives us food, it is served separately, and it is always given to us first. 】

[Anchor, it's really caring. 】

[I found it too, I found it too.] 】

Even if it was a virtual tasting, Ye Qianxing still didn't let everyone eat the leftovers, which fully made everyone feel respected.

At this time, beside Ye Qianxing, a girl suddenly stood up, smiling as weak as a white lotus.

"Hello, Chenxing."

Ye Qianxing raised his eyes, his pupils shrunk, and his voice was calm and indifferent: "Meditate." ”

Baby pheasant?

"It's me." The other party's eyes suddenly turned red.

Ye Qianxing's eyes were full of interest, according to the way he was thinking about the last time he barely managed to end the crane, how could he be qualified to participate in the Rookie King Competition?

What's more, after meditating on being slapped in the face by Ye Qianxing last time, he has always been a Waterloo-like popularity.