There was a knock on the door.

Qiao Ning yawned, rubbed his eyes, and got up from his chair to open the door.

The door opened, and the light from outside rushed into the room, and the dim room was dazzling, and you could see the messy bed, the messy tabletop, and the discarded paper......

Qiao Ning's eyes were full of red blood, and his face was pale, as if he had endured some kind of devastation.

Qiao Ning yawned, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Song Mowei, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's time for breakfast." Song Mo glanced at the cluttered room, in the dim room, the computer screen emitted a dazzling light, "Stayed up late last night?" ”

"I stayed up all night and quarreled." Qiao Ning couldn't help it, she kept yawning, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and walked out, "Thank you for your breakfast, I'll come in the evening." ”

Song Mowei did not refuse, this kind of life is easy and comfortable, compared to the depression of the Song family, this is simply heaven!

Qiao Ning is a warm-hearted little angel!

Song Mowei's heart softened, "I'm going to see the editor in the afternoon, and when I come back in the evening, I'll buy vegetables, do you have anything special to eat?" ”

"Spicy strips! And steamed buns! ”

She hasn't eaten spicy noodles and steamed buns for a long time, and she misses it very much.

Song Mo was slightly sad, if she was Qiao Ning, she would definitely not be able to make fun of her like this.

"It's easy to get acne when you eat spicy strips at night, I'll buy some spicy beef, okay?"

Qiao Ning looked at Song Mowei's expression, she didn't know what she had made up in her brain, so she reluctantly responded, "Okay." ”

Song Mo had a cold face all day long, how could he still be sentimental?

Qiao Ning's gaze lingered on Song Mo's slightly cold little face, very puzzled.

Breakfast was millet porridge with sandwiches, which was a bit strange.

Qiao Ning took out a ham sausage from the bag he brought, and looked at Song Mowei, "Do you want one?" ”

Song Mowei: "...... No, thank you. ”

What's in her bag?

Qiao Ning fried the ham sausage, cut it into small slices, and placed it on a plate, and even smeared a tomato sauce with a rather ceremonial sense.

'Boom'

Qiao Ning and Song Mo stopped eating slightly, and looked at the TV cabinet in the living room where the sound came, the vase.

The body of the vase shook and made a 'rustling' sound.

It's chilling.

The vase swayed more and more, as if it was about to fall.

Qiao Ning threw the sandwich in his hand onto the plate, and rushed to the vase with an arrow, "What's the fuss in the morning, don't let people eat breakfast!" ”

Joning grabbed the vase with both hands, took it off the TV stand, and shook it up and down.

The tone is indignant.

"Don't you know that breakfast is the most important thing?"

"You're a groundbinder!"

"Figure out your position!"

Qiao Ning's eyes were dark, bloodshot, his hair was scattered, and his resentment was heavier than a vase.

She quarreled with a professor last night, because of a prescription from an ancient book, the other party insisted on reading the book, and she was angry!

How old are people, and they can't even learn to be flexible!

Ancient books are just a precedent, but it would be simply stupid to enshrine it as the supreme guideline!

Qiao Ning was full of anger, and the vase gradually stopped moving.

The corners of Song Mo's eyes twitched, and he walked towards Qiao Ning, "Can't Fu suppress this vase?" ”

Qiao Ning gritted his back molars, his delicate little face was stiff, like a small hammer, "Don't press it, solving it as soon as possible is the king." ”

Qiao Ning took a deep breath and eased the anger all over his body.

"I'm going to start a live broadcast and get rid of this." Qiao Ning looked at Song Mowei, "The main thing is to popularize the science of the earth spirit." Do you mind? ”

"Don't mind." Song Mowei added, "In a few days, we will participate in variety shows together, and it will be all cameras at that time." ”

Qiao Ning nodded, "Then let's eat first, and I'll start a live broadcast after eating." ”

Qiao Million V: At 8:10 in the morning, live broadcast on time.

[Gradually: Ning, I fought guerrilla warfare in my last life, right? 】

[Fengyin: Even me this time!] Even me! 】

[Konghou: I believe in the vision of Beijing Daily! 】

[Avocado: I'll have a long insight!] Catch a fish by the way! 】

8:10 a.m.

"Hi ~ good morning!"

Qiao Ning turned on the live broadcast and waved his hand, because her face was not good, Song Mo hurriedly put a layer of concealer on her.

[Gradually: Ning cub's face is so pale, it can't be sick, right? Take a break! 】

SBY gives away 'Carnival'*10

[SBY: Take a break.] 】

[Avocado: Qiao Million's live broadcast room really has an inexplicable tranquility! I've been very irritable lately, but when I saw Qiao Million, my heart calmed down all of a sudden! 】

Qiao Ning browsed the barrage, most of them were old fans, and they were all concerned about her body and asked her to pay attention to rest.

She blinked, "Thank you for your concern, I'm not sick, I stayed up late last night to deal with some things, don't worry." ”

"Today's live broadcast is not for the connection, but for everyone to take a look at this vase."

Qiao Ning moved the camera, and the vase appeared in the live broadcast room.

[Gradually: This vase has to be an antique, I have a similar one at home.] 】

[Niu Zibang: Don't be kidding, the anchor's room is very small, and the home is ordinary, how can you put antiques at home? 】

[Xingzai: It is estimated that it is an imitation! ] 】

[Blaze: Is she showing off a fake?] 】

"There's a groundbinder in this vase."

Qiao Ning's crisp voice was as beautiful as jade, but it was as shocking as thunder.

[Gradually: Earth Bound Spirits? 】

[Niu Zibang: As far as I know, it's something from other countries. 】

[Xingzai: The anchor overturned? 】

[Flowers: The anchor recommended by Beijing Daily is promoting feudal superstition? Don't be too shocked! 】

Qiao Ning didn't look at the barrage, but raised his hand and flicked the bottle, "Earthbound spirits are also called earthbound spirits, they are imprisoned by the field, and they can only leave if they find the next replacement." ”

"The Earth Bound Spirit in this vase has been imprisoned for at least three hundred years."

"I'm going to let you know the Earth Bound Spirits today."

Qiao Ning handed the phone to Song Mowei, "Please help me get it." ”

Song Mowei took the phone, pointed the camera at Qiao Ning, and chatted happily in the barrage.

[Gradually: Is it Sister Nan? Are you two living together?! 】

[Sister Crazy Criticism: Whoa! ] Slurp up! 】

[Xingzai: No, you are sick, right? 】

[Niu Zibang is hard: Heh, the anchor has not taken the money offline, he is both the same and a fishing girl, and the Beijing News has accepted your money, right? 】

Song Mo frowned slightly, and his slightly cold voice was displeased, "Hello, I'm Qiao Ning's roommate, not Miss Nan Lingxinan." ”

Song sends 'Carnival'*10

Song sends 'Carnival'*10

Song sends 'Carnival'*10

Song sends 'Carnival'*10

Song sends 'Carnival'*10

[Gradually: Where did the big guy come out? ] Carnival doesn't need money! 】

SBY gives away 'Carnival'*10

SBY gives away 'Carnival'*10

SBY gives away 'Carnival'*10

SBY gives away 'Carnival'*10

[Sister Crazy Criticism: Brother Sby, why don't you exceed the 'Song' boss? ] Compete together! 】

[Avocado: What a magical live broadcast room! ] 】

[SBY: Respect Mr. 'Song'. 】

[Gradually: Ahhhh 】

[Obviously confused: Woo, I also want to brush the carnival without blinking! ] 】

[Luoluo: I am willing to marry the prince, even if it is a concubine @ God of Wealth]

[Repeatedly: +1]

The corners of Song Mo's eyes twitched, and the barrage was full of '+1' and '+10086', which was quite active.

'Qiang'

The vase slammed to the ground and collided with the floor with a crisp sound.

(End of chapter)