Shen Qinghuan is wearing a long green linen skirt today. Without beauty, her skin is white and shining.

And this beam of light is the only one in Lu Ziheng's world that shines directly at the bottom of his heart.

She didn't know that everything about her was his special concern.

He is like a thirsty fish walking in the desert, greedily enjoying the sweet spring soaked in Shen Qinghuan.

If it weren't for the insufficient balance on the screen, Lu Ziheng would brush it recklessly.

Lu Ziheng seems to understand why there were frequent explosions in the media before. It is expected that some otaku will reward the beautiful female anchor indefinitely.

If he could, Lu Ziheng would like to go on like this.

You still have to work hard to make money to raise fairies.

Lu Ziheng's fingertips touched the girl's face on the screen and replied after a long time: I know.

There was a bomb in the barrage area.

It's fishy! Absolutely fishy!

Since ancient times, talent has been produced.

We not only smell the sour smell of love, but also feel that the boys brushing the carnival are very clever.

When they wanted to ask in detail, Shen Qinghuan had stopped the live broadcast.

After the live broadcast, Shen Qinghuan quickly dialed Lu Ziheng. The boy was full of magnetism and came from the receiver: "what's the matter?"

"You, are you for me..."

Shen Qinghuan blushed with a small face. He asked his words, but he didn't know what to say.

Lu Ziheng was afraid of brushing gifts, which made Shen Qinghuan have a psychological burden, so he also pretended nothing had happened: "for you?"

These two words were transmitted to Shen Qinghuan's ears by Lu Ziheng with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, but there was a smell of scolding, winding and cotton.

"... I..."

Across the air, Lu Ziheng could detect the girl's blush.

"I've been cleaning at home all morning. I may let you down." Lu Ziheng quickly found a step for Shen Qinghuan.

Should the avatar be just a coincidence?

Shen Qinghuan touched his hot little face.

She just checked the price of the carnival. It's 3000 yuan for one, and 30000 for ten.

How can a five good boy like Lu Ziheng make money beyond his ability for an ordinary live krypton?

"Oh."

"That's why you said, I'm for you..."

"Well. I may have misunderstood. " Shen Qing Huan as like as two peas, but not Lu Ziheng, "I just painted a live picture of you. A man with the same head as you did thirty thousand soft girl coins for me."

"That's a good thing."

"Good what." The girl's mood doesn't sound high, "and I don't know if the other party is stupid? Bloggers can only get one-third of the reward. If you really want to reward, you might as well transfer directly... "

The autumn wind blew through Lu Ziheng's short hair.

After a long time, he asked, "do you like to receive transfer?"

For the first time, Shen Qinghuan felt that there were great differences between men and women in thinking.

She talked so much about her purpose, the core of which was to say to Lu Ziheng that the person who rewarded was stupid, but he understood that she liked others to give her soft money!

Shen Qinghuan explained again. Lu Ziheng held it for a long time before responding: "maybe the other party really likes you, so it will attract your attention in this way."

"No one's money comes from the wind. It's not good for both sides in this way. Although I am also a layman and like soft sister coins, I will earn them in my own way instead of relying on these... "

Lu Ziheng and Shen Qinghuan talked for a long time.

He didn't know what means she had used, and all the money from the previous carnival was returned to his account.

The little girl.

It seems harder for me to give up on you.