Chapter 959： Male god, male god, do you still need a boyfriend who can live broadcast? 21.41

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Jun Heng was dumbfounded.

The audience in the live room burst into laughter.

This trick is really stupid.

Can't be bothered.

but.

[Anchor, is there a hickey on your hand! ]

[Ask for an answer, is it left by the gentleman. ]

[I guess it was because the gentleman was too aggressive last night, so the anchor didn't get up in the morning, the live broadcast was delayed, and then after the gentleman went out, the anchor locked the door and got angry, right! ]

[The back loudly replies: Yes! ]

...

The temperature on Luo Mio's face rose.

these people.

These people are indeed Xiu Er.

The same nine-year compulsory education ah.

He can't be bothered either.

[The anchor's neck is red and shy. ]

[If you don't say I haven't found it yet, look carefully at the anchor's neck, under the hair, is there a shallow mark there! ]

[excellent! ]

Luo Mio reached out and touched it subconsciously.

Depressed.

Really excellent.

horrible.

Anyone can become a detective.

"Your attention is really weird. In order to prevent people from reporting my water broadcast, let's change the camera."

Luo Mio reached out and adjusted the angle of the camera.

Back to the beginning.

Only facing the cooking table.

The jubilant live broadcast room exploded instantly.

All kinds of wailing.

Luo Mio was not at all soft-hearted.

Quickly fry the tofu and serve.

Jun Heng, who was weakly lying at the door, moved his nose.

That if there is no fragrance.

Keep digging into his nose.

'guru'

hungry.

Look at the page that is still in the call.

Exit and click on the live broadcast room.

The beautiful lotus tofu is instantly imprinted in the eyes.

'sucking'

Licking his mouth.

Jun Heng felt like he was drooling.

Press to chat box.

The bullet screen is not very flexible.

[Luo, I'm so hungry, can you let me in. 】

Luo Mio glanced at her and hooked her lips: "Not good."

Jun Heng was sad.

It can't go on like this.

It seemed he had to make a big move.

Exit the live broadcast room, hang up the phone, and step into the elevator.

When he just came up, he saw a lot of small advertisements here.

Find a phone that is professionally unlocked.

Hit it.

Luo Mio was waiting for Jun Heng to continue speaking.

But ten minutes passed.

I didn't see him on the screen.

The call on the phone was also hung up.

The act of washing vegetables is a bit messy.

A good baby dish, but he just messed it up.

The audience, who was still crying, found out that he was wrong.

They asked what happened.

Luo Mio reluctantly parted her lips, and her voice was elegant and low: "It's okay, I..."

‘bang~’

‘tongtong~’

? ? ?

Listen to that strange sound.

Luo Mio stopped talking.

Look to the source.

‘bang’

Another voice came.

This sound is relatively loud, although the kitchen and the door are separated by some distance.

In this quiet situation, the audience in the live broadcast room still heard it.

[What's wrong? what happened? ]

Luo Mio was also puzzled.

Put down the dish in your hand and wipe your hands clean.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look."

Pick up the phone and walk to the door.

Jun Heng leaned against the wall holding a large bouquet of flowers.

I feel so stupid.

I actually believe these little advertisements posted everywhere.

Look at the time displayed on your phone.

"Master, you said it's done in two minutes, but it's almost ten minutes now."

The master who opened the lock wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He smirked: "It's not that I'm not strong, it's that this locks it..."

The door was suddenly opened with a 'click', and a playful voice came.

"How about locking it?"

Jun Heng heard the sound and immediately stood up straight.

Looking at the person who appeared, he blurted out.

"It was the hand that locked it first, not me."