Jiang Tian showed off eight fruit plates, a whole roast chicken, and two mousse cakes in a row, and then patted the bulging little belly with satisfaction, and burped comfortably: "Hiccup~"

Friends:

"Good guy, the anchor can really eat wow."

"I can't afford to raise it, I can't afford to raise it, one meal for the anchor is enough for me to show off for a day."

"The donkeys of the production team are not so edible."

Jiang Tian's astonishing amount of food immediately attracted a group of water friends to compete for heated discussions.

With such a terrifying amount of food, not to mention a girl, even an ordinary boy, you have to show off for a day.

Glancing at the barrage on the public screen, Jiang Tian rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of sour plum soup from the refrigerator, and drank it.

Chilled sour plum soup, cold and cold, sweet and sour, a mouthful, comfortable and tan.

Looking at the moderately sweet and sour plum soup in his hand, Jiang Tian smiled "hehe", looked at the live broadcast camera, and said arrogantly: "I know how to Chinese medicine, I can prescribe medicine, and I can boil medicine, it's good." ”

After speaking, I didn't forget to give the camera a provocative look full of taste.

That means, it seems, to say: envy, right?

Looking at Jiang Tian, all the sailors in the live broadcast room laughed angrily.

I've seen the live broadcast licking the big brother, but I really haven't seen the live broadcast of the big brother.

This anchor is kind of interesting.

It's just a little underbeaten, and it's a hateful one.

Jiang Tian doesn't care what the sailors think, she just wants to be happy.

The most important thing is to be happy!

Jiang Tian took a bite of the sour plum soup, felt a little unfinished, opened the refrigerator again, and took another bottle of sour plum soup.

Back on the sofa, Jiang Tian pointed the camera at herself, nested in the sofa, and showed off the sour plum soup without a mouthful.

Jiang Tian's bottle of sour plum soup was a 1-liter bottle, and after a while, it was dazzled by Jiang Tian.

This can make a group of water friends, shocked glasses drop to the ground.

Is such an astonishing amount of food really something that a little girl can have?

Those so-called big stomachs, compared with Jiang Tian, are not even worthy of lifting shoes.

Let Jiang Tian participate in the Big Stomach King Competition, and it is not too easy to win a championship.

Jiang Tian looked at his watch and then at the kitchen.

shook his head helplessly, he didn't really want to care about Mei Ruxue's mother and daughter.

Mei Ruxue's connections are certainly fragrant.

However, if she is not trusted, Jiang Tian would rather not have this connection.

"I'm going to have some fun streaming for you."

Shaking his head and shaking these thoughts away, Jiang Tian said with a smile.

As he spoke, he took out a small bronze mirror from the drawer of the coffee table.

This small bronze mirror is only the size of a palm, but it gives people a very simple and heavy feeling.

Jiang Tian put the small bronze mirror on the coffee table, and grabbed a small turtle the size of a fist from the fish tank on the side and put it on the coffee table.

The little turtle was very timid, shrunk in its shell, with only a pair of eyes, quietly staring at Jiang Tian.

Noticing the little turtle's small movements, Jiang Tian raised his hand and knocked on the turtle's shell.

With a "bang", the little turtle "swished" into the turtle's shell, and even its eyes were not exposed.

"Do you believe it, I can use the bronze mirror to control this turtle and move it back and forth?"

Jiang Tian turned the little turtle over and asked with a smile.

Friends:

"Anchor, you still say you can't do magic?"

"Anchor, if you can really do it, I'll wash my hair upside down."

"You're a magician, aren't you?"

Hearing Jiang Tian's words, a group of sailors also became interested and posted barrages one after another, some guessed that Jiang Tian was going to do magic, and some people thought Jiang Tian was joking.

Looking at the barrage on the public screen, Jiang Tian blinked and laughed.

"Why don't we make a bet?"

"If I can do it, you will each send three sentences, the anchor is so beautiful!"

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jiang Tian also had a whim and wanted to make a little game.

Usually, these little black fans have not damaged themselves, but today Jiang Tian wants them to praise themselves.

Friends:

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible to praise you!"

"Anchor, although, but, it's a shame to praise you."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

However, the barrage of a group of sailors made Jiang Tian's face blacken.

Jiang Tian didn't expect that this group of little blacks was unwilling to even make a bet, and they were not willing to praise their bets.

What a bunch of little blacks this is!

"Do you bet?"

Jiang Tianhu asked with a small face.

Doing live broadcasts and doing this, Jiang Tian said that he was very sad.

That's too much of a failure, isn't it?

Whose anchor is as miserable as her.

No matter how bad the anchor is, there should be two true love fans, how did she change it, the fans are all small black fans, and there is no true love fan.

Friends:

"Hehe, wake up, don't dream, it's not right to bet."

"Anchor, you have to put yourself in your place."

"It's impossible to praise you, it's impossible in this life."

A group of sailors can be regarded as on the same par with Jiang Tian.

I don't know if she was deliberately angry with Jiang Tian, or if she was really full of little black fans, anyway, none of them cooperated with her.

"Hmph, I'm so angry!"

Jiang Tian snorted angrily and broadcast the air.

If you can't stand the bird, you can just put it badly.

Jiang Tian turned off the live broadcast, picked up the small bronze mirror, aimed at the little turtle with four feet in the sky, took out a brush, dipped in cinnabar, and wrote the word "photo" on the small bronze mirror and the mirror.

On the shell of the little turtle, the word "ding" was written.

After writing, Jiang Tian threw away the brush, muttered a vague paragraph in his mouth, and shouted: "E! ”

In the next second, the small bronze mirror seemed to flash a ghostly light, and the shadow of the little turtle appeared on the mirror.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian was overjoyed and laughed happily.

The first time I used it, it was a success.

Jiang Tian picked up the small bronze mirror and aimed it at the little turtle.

Whispered: "Up!" ”

Before Jiang Tian's words fell, the little turtle reacted.

I saw the little turtle, "brushing" the limbs out of the turtle shell, the neck was extended, against the coffee table, with a force, it turned over directly.

From four-legged to four-legged to four-legged.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian smiled even more happily.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Tian pointed a small bronze mirror at the little turtle and ordered softly.

The little turtle seemed to understand Jiang Tian's order, and it was really mechanical, slowly crawling on the coffee table.

Just little turtles, it doesn't seem to be voluntary.

The four little short legs were crawling, but their heads were very resistant, and they kept pulling back, as if they wanted to stop their disobedient legs, and the little turtle walked with the same hands and feet.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian grinned, took out a handkerchief, and erased the word "photography" on the small bronze mirror.

He turned over the little turtle and erased the word "ding" written on the little turtle.

"Well, it's not enough."

Jiang Tian sighed faintly.

This inconspicuous little bronze mirror, called the Soul Mirror, can be used with mantras to control some animals that are weaker than yourself.