Ren Qi was speechless, didn't it mean that some of the guests didn't write down the touching moment? Is it necessary to look for the dead and the living?
"You don't understand, you don't understand!" The director's voice gradually became hoarse.
Is this just not written down? They are challenging his authority!
Can this kind of thing be trivial?
Can he bear this?
He looked at the letter paper in his hand, his expression gradually distorted.
These two scoundrels actually handed him two blank letter papers. Don't they have any touching moments?
Looking at other people, they wrote a lot of eloquence, basically filling up the letter paper.
This is the qualified impression!
When he thought that he would post the letter paper for the audience later, he felt dizzy for a while.
Look at this der!
"...Director, do you still post?"
"Post, why not post?" His voice was trembling, obviously very restless.
Since they choose not to write, then he will expose them and let them accept the condemnation of the audience!
He flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "Xiao Qi, I will leave these letters to you later."
After finishing speaking, Shi Shi ran away.
“…” He was the one who got hurt in the end.
Ren Qi resignedly took pictures of these stationery, carried out fine proofreading and editing, and then pasted them on the upper right of each live broadcast room.
The audience in front of the live broadcast room watched, and a piece of letter paper suddenly appeared in the upper right corner.
They were taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was the touching moment written by the guest.
It's just that when they saw the specific content, they were all stunned.
What the **** is this?
【? ? ? Am I blind? Why is there nothing on this letter paper. 】
【I don’t have this either, maybe the live broadcast room is stuck and didn’t refresh. 】
【God tm didn't refresh, I think it's because these two people didn't write. 】
【The upstairs made it clear. 】
【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. 】
【The strange nibbling point has increased. 】
【This comparison, Jiang Xinyue is really distracted. 】
【Hahahahaha, as expected of you guys. 】
The director's face twisted again when he saw the barrage atmosphere in the live broadcast room.
Why? Why!
Why no one scolded the two of them for not writing touching moments, so didn’t he do all this for nothing?
At this moment, the director had a wonderful impulse in his heart.
He thought, he really wanted to see the two people turn pale with fright.
That must be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Director (blackened).
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After finishing the phone call, the director ordered the cameras in the room to be withdrawn immediately.
At this moment, Meng Huaiyin was alone in the room, and felt a little strange. Her chest was stuffy, and she was a little uncomfortable.
But after checking all parts of her body, she didn't find anything wrong.
No, it seems that there is still a place missing...
Meng Huaiyin rested her chin in contemplation, she seemed... There was still a ray of consciousness swallowed by Xiao Nanqi.
"..."
So what the **** is Xiao Nanqi doing?
Why is she feeling stuffy?
She intends to find out.
Meng Huaiyin emptied herself and entered a state of meditation. She began to search for her own consciousness.
Through the layers of walls, she seemed to see a smoky scene.
Meng Huaiyin's eyes widened in disbelief.
She quickly withdrew her consciousness and cursed secretly, what the **** is this rascal doing?
Meng Huaiyin couldn't calm down for a long time, wishing to dig out his eyes and forget the scene just now.
She lay flat on the bed, whimpering.
In a corner that Meng Huaiyin couldn't see, Xiao Nanqi covered his chest, and he also felt the same feeling.
There must be other reasons for chest tightness.
Xiao Nanqi couldn't find the reason, but felt his heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.
After a while, the heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and Xiao Nanqi breathed a sigh of relief.
Start to scan the whole body with spiritual consciousness.
"..." What is this aura that doesn't belong to him?
He reached out and pulled it out.
Xiao Nanqi stared at it closely, and suddenly smiled.
He reattached it to his chest and lay down clutching it.
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At night, the villa is quiet, and everyone has fallen asleep peacefully.
Xiao Nanqi lay on the bed, the breath in his chest could not be calmed for a long time.
He sat up, walked out of the room, and simply went to the garden to relax.
Walking to a quiet place, his mood also calmed down.
What he didn't know was that Meng Huaiyin had already been woken up by him.
She stood up a little annoyed, and rubbed her head. She knew that she should have stopped him at the moment he just swallowed, so that she wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation.
She lifted the quilt and followed her consciousness to touch it.
Xiao Nanqi was not in the room, at least she didn't feel his presence.
It's the middle of the night, and I don't sleep, so I know how to toss people.
Meng Huaiyin cursed and walked into the garden.
What caught my eye was a picture of a beautiful man falling asleep.
Xiao Nanqi sat on the swing, the swing was still shaking slightly, but the person on the swing closed his eyes with a calm and gentle expression.
Xiao Nanqi, who closed his eyes, lost his usual sharp edge.
Under the hazy moonlight, half of his face was in the shadow, and the other half was exposed, unexpectedly looking very gentle.
Meng Huaiyin watched him for a long time, and he actually thought he was cute.
Suddenly, Xiao Nanqi opened his eyes and looked straight at her.
He stretched out his hand towards her, and with a coincidence, she fell into his arms.
Meng Huaiyin: "..." Is he asleep, or not?
She stretched out her five fingers and waved in front of him, but was caught by his hand.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier when you woke up?" She was a little confident.
"I didn't say I fell asleep..."
Meng Huaiyin was speechless. Even so, he sat here and closed his eyes. Everyone would misunderstand that he was asleep, right?
She moved the corner of her mouth, and suddenly stretched out her other hand to grab his neck, "Say! Why did you wake me up?"
The person in front of him showed a mysterious smile, "Why did I bother you?"
"..." This is hard to explain...
Could it be that she told him that she had a sense of consciousness in him?
Isn't this self-inflicted?
So she shut up.
"You don't say it anymore? Is it time for me to say it?"
Meng Huaiyin swallowed, alarm bells ringing in his heart.
"What did you do to me to make my heart beat faster?" Xiao Nanqi's voice was a little low.
"..." Damn, what did she think?
She almost thought he was going to confess his love to her.
It's really because of the impact others have given her in the past two days, which has caused her to have fantasies about everything she sees now.
She is so sinful that she dares to suspect that Xiao Nanqi is interested in her.
Isn’t it because of consciousness?
Presumably my heart beats faster because of it.
Meng Huaiyin reached out to touch his chest, and after a while of stroking, she withdrew her consciousness.
Don't say it, the pectoral muscles are quite hard.
she thought a little out of key.
Xiao Nanqi: "..." I was careless, but let her take it back.
Yes, stealing chickens won’t cost you money.
Meng Huaiyin patted his face and said, "Go back to sleep."
Not a word about what she was just doing.
So confident and natural.
Xiao Nanqi laughed angrily.