pounce

"Yes, little miss."

When the maid left completely, Xiao Fubao looked up at the eldest brother of photography: "Uncle, Fubao will take you to Fubao's second brother's room first, right?" ”

"Okay."

As soon as I heard that it was going to Sang Wanzhou's room, the heat in the live broadcast room instantly soared.

From more than 80 million viewers, it has become 200 million viewers online in just a few minutes.

The speed and density of the barrage are so fast that even the eyes can't catch up.

After all, from the last variety show to this variety show, everyone didn't see Sang Wanzhou's disheveled state once.

There were two times when he was accidentally pitted by Xiao Fubao, but it was only revealed for a while.

I'm in a hurry for the audience!

They want welfare!

To welfare!

No, the welfare that I have been thinking about is finally coming.

Can they not get excited?

[I heard that the little baby is going to give out benefits? I didn't miss anything late, did I?! 】

[No, no! Sister, you came just in time, they were just going to go to Sang Wanzhou's room at this time! 】

[I just came over from Lu Zhaoxi next door and said that I was too bored, Lu Zhaoxi, what kind of people are you, don't you know yet? ] I also got up so early to exercise, we don't want to watch this! 】

Sang Wanzhou's room is in the shaded corner of the third floor, because he likes to sleep lazily and doesn't like the room to be too bright, so he chose this one as the room.

But the distance in the middle alone took about five or six minutes, which shows the size of his home.

"Little Fubao, your family is so big." Even the big brother of photography couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Fubao walked in front and didn't look back, "Fubao also thinks it's too big!" When I first got home, Fu Bao often got lost at home! ”

Photographer: "It's possible. ”

It's called.

Are there troubles for rich people?

Finally arrived at the innermost room, Xiao Fubao turned around and made a silent gesture to the photographer, signaling him not to speak or make a sound.

Then quietly, little by little, he opened the door of Sang Wanzhou's room.

The room was so dark that it was almost impossible to see anything, and the curtains were pulled three times to directly block out the sunlight outside.

It's like a vampire who lives at night and is terrified of the sun.

[Oh my God, is it daytime?] How could this room be so dark? 】

[This curtain is very heavy at first glance, I should say, is it really worthy of Sang Wanzhou? 】

[At this glance, I knew that it was Sang Wanzhou's room, I was afraid of being woken up by the sun, but I couldn't see anything now. 】

But Xiao Fubao seemed to have expected it, and out of nowhere, he took out a flashlight and quietly touched Sang Wanzhou's bed with the photographer brother.

As soon as the flashlight lit up, the live broadcast room immediately lit up with it.

Sang Wanzhou was neatly dressed and lying on the bed on her side in pajamas, the quilt covered her whole body tightly, only one head was exposed, and she was wearing an eye patch on her head, as if she was afraid of being woken up by the light.

Obviously, I have already drawn three layers of curtains and have to wear an eye mask, it's simple.

[I'll go, it's so tight like a zongzi, isn't it hot? ] 】

[The air conditioner should be turned on relatively low, I admire Sang Wanzhou, it's not enough to pull three layers of curtains, but also to wear an eye mask, it's too exaggerated! 】

[Why do I have the feeling that he is going to sleep in the coffin in the next second? 】

Because he was wearing an eye patch, he didn't notice it when Xiao Fubao came in with the big brother photographer, and he didn't even move.

(End of chapter)