Chapter 1186

Some people can't stand talking. Just now they said Jiang Pengji. This man followed the smell and found her.

"Lord, why are you here?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at Wei Ci, adding warmth to her calm eyes.

"I've just moved my muscles and bones in the school field. I'm going to return to the main account for some lunch. I happen to see you."

As soon as Li Peng heard this, he immediately found an excuse to slip away and left the space for Jiang Pengji and Wei Ci to avoid becoming a big watt light bulb.

"Han Mei is getting more and more slippery now - I think at the beginning, Han Mei is a rare honest man among us."

Jiang Pengji lost her smile. Is she so terrible?

Wei CI curled his lips and smiled. Li Yun's reaction was beyond his expectation, which made his mood inexplicably bright.

In the face of others, Wei CI always hides his happiness and anger in the bottom of his heart and covers up his true feelings with a gentle mask.

In the face of Jiang Pengji, he rarely deliberately covers up - well, the most important thing is that it's useless to cover up. The other party can see it.

"Zixiao is in a good mood?"

Wei CI said, "the Lord is in a good mood."

Jiang Pengji put her hands around her chest and laughed, "I'm in a good mood. Naturally, it's because the frog who ran away from home has come back."

The salted fish in the live broadcast room is really fickle. Some time ago, they were addicted to four pieces of paper. Now they cross species and take frogs as their sons.

Jiang Pengji didn't find out that Wei CI came back from the beginning, but the camera in the live studio was more flexible and wider than her field of vision.

When Wei CI appeared in the camera range of the live broadcasting room, the whole live broadcasting room seemed to be poured with hot oil and boiled water, which burst open.

[Shen Yiyou]: quack, beauty quack is back——

[Shushan Yali]: what? The baby's quack son finally went home?

[goblin's meow pommel]: smash, mom wants to kill you!!!

[quiet as clear ink]: is quack's son back? I seem to have brought my little friend back. It's really helpful.

Looking at the "quack son" on the full screen, Jiang Pengji suddenly couldn't look directly at Wei Ci's face.

The level of salted fish audience's nickname is just like her name.

A while ago, the salted fish audience was like a demon. Frogs appeared more and more frequently until they dominated the screen.

Even if Jiang Pengji doesn't watch the barrage in the live broadcast room and is brushed by "frogs" every day, she doesn't know whether this thing can work.

She learned from young people to play with stems. The audience called her and said that she kept up with the trend, but Wei Ci was at a loss and her eyes were puzzled.

what?

Runaway frog?

My lord doesn't like pets. When did he raise frogs?

Intelligent as Weici, his skull also stagnated for a moment.

However, smart people are smart people. Wei CI really doesn't understand the stem of "travel quack son" in the live broadcasting room, but combined with the context and the Lord once teased him with "boiled frog in warm water", he soon realized it. Weici coughed and pretended to be calm, but the redness and heat from the dizziness of his ears didn't disappear so easily. I don't know if it's the weather. He even feels a little hot.

"Zixiao hasn't answered my question yet."

Jiang Pengji helped him change the subject, otherwise she scared people away. What should I do?

The frogs raised by others carry a burden to travel at most. The frogs raised by her have complex thoughts and are difficult to guess. They always pretend to be dead.

Alas, my heart is tired.

Weici said, "nothing in the world is more pleasant than seeing the Lord."

This is true, but it is not the main reason for his happiness.

What really made him happy was Li Yun's reaction. His action admitted his private relationship with the Lord in disguise and had no intention of objection.

In his previous life, he dared not think of it.

Jiang Pengji said, "say it twice in private. I want to change things. I like listening."

In terms of straightforward enthusiasm, ten Weici will not be Jiang Pengji's opponent for ten more years.

Wei CI: "

Neither of them is emotionally supreme, and the relaxed atmosphere suddenly stops because of Yang Tao.

Yang Tao is her ally. She sent troops all the way to cooperate. Jiang Pengji can't neglect her. Seeing Yang Tao again after many years, she turned out her memory for the first time. The childish and naive youth in her mind gradually coincided with the steady and mature youth in front of her.

She recognized Yang Tao's identity for the first time, while the salted fish audience in the live studio was not so keen.

For them, Yang Tao is just a sunshine youth who has appeared several times in Huangshui League. He is good-looking and can't stand the zero exposure in the live broadcasting room.

The salted fish audience only heard Yang Tao's name and didn't see him. In addition, the audience was so mobile that they couldn't remember him at all.

However, big men are big men after all, and there are exceptions to the 850000.

[smuggling into Africa]: Er... Is this Yang Jian's silly Bai Tian's son Yang Tao?

[Guicai Guo fengxiao]:_ (: з) ∠)_ It seems so. The baby has coveted his good friend Yan Lin for many years. It's his first love.

[old driver Lianmeng]: time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, silly Bai Tian is also mature.

The audience had a shallow impression of Yang Tao. If Jiang Pengji had not allied with him and made his name appear more frequently, the audience would not remember such a person. The new audience doesn't remember, while the old audience began to recall the past with the emergence of Yang Tao——

When Yang Tao was still silly, many viewers were still single dogs.

Over the years, silly Bai Tian has become a stable and mature vassal, but a single dog is still a single dog, alas.

Jiang Pengji said, "I haven't seen you for many years. Zhengze is safe."

Yang Tao said, "the style of Lanting is no less than that of the past."

Even though he knew Jiang Pengji was a woman, when he saw each other, Yang Tao still couldn't equate her with her gender.

In other words, Liu Xi's physical appearance is too non aggressive and confusing.

After the basic greeting procedure, Jiang Pengji went straight to Xu Pei.

If you don't press the baby to death, you'll be careful not to catch up with next year's Qingming Festival.

Speaking of business, Yang Tao quickly entered the state, and the atmosphere around him became serious.

Of course make complaints about the four words and bullet screen comments.

[ask the anchor to turn over the brand]: it's strange to say that our anchor doesn't look ugly. Why is there only one peach blossom after so many years? According to the usual routine, didn't she conquer all kinds of princes with her personal charm? Thanks to the fact that this is an ancient cross-sectional live broadcast, it is full of gimmicks. If it is changed into a TV play or novel, seven or eight out of ten are bad films on the street, and there is no explosion point.

Jiang Pengji has more than one billion brain powder in their position. There are many peach blossoms that can fill the Atlantic Ocean.

[smuggling into Africa]: this problem is not easy to understand? Do you want to pull your faith down from the altar?

Don't say pulling down the altar, even if such an idea comes out, it is blasphemy.

Salted fish audience: "

So, Weici is really a warrior.

Wei CI: "

He is not, he does not, he is wronged QAQ

The mountain urn city has been studied and rotten by people.

Xu Fei was trapped in the mountain urn City, and finally the city was broken and people died.

Now that Xu Pei is trapped, the enemies are Jiang Pengji and Yang Tao. Naturally, they can't hold on. It's a foregone conclusion to go to the end.

"I don't know what mood Xu Pei is now?" Jiang Pengji looked at the urn city in the distance. The cold wind passed through her hair without leaving a trace. Her hands were around her chest and said, "a few months ago, he should have experienced the mood of Duke Wen now?"

Like a trapped animal, struggling is dead, and not struggling is dead.