Counterattack live room: hot search queen cute

She poked her face, rubbed her warm stomach, and adjusted the microphone to test her voice: "I have to get up early tomorrow for the live broadcast, and I'll sing a song for everyone and I'll start it."

Clearing his throat and wiping his mouth, Qiu Qiu sang with Mai in his arms.

"Looking forward to your return, my baby."

"Looking forward to your hug, my baby."

"How I want to hold your hand and lie on that hillside."

"Listen to you quietly, the past you like."

The tune couldn't be simpler and the music was cheerful and earthy. Qiu Qiu sang while watching the barrage, and the screen was full of death expressions.

Many people read barrage, this female anchor is not good-looking, she has a bad figure, and her singing is not perfect, so where did that Shenhao fall in love?

Is there really a true love who doesn't look at faces in this world?
Looking at the disgust on the screen, after singing the last line, Qiu Qiu raised his hand like a big white steamed bun, kissed the palm of his own and put it on the screen.

"Mua, everyone line up, each person can only give one goodnight kiss."

"Hey, hey, don't squeeze the people behind, the shoes of the friends in front are all squeezed out!"

The playwright regarded himself as a heartthrob, Qiu Qiu put down his chubby hands and turned off the live broadcast room.

She couldn't lift up any strength, so she slumped on the chair for a while before slowly regaining her senses. Enduring her exhaustion, she put the unfinished midnight snacks sent by the space into the second-hand refrigerator, washed up casually, and then fell asleep.

Qiu Qiu's sleep quality has always been pretty good, but she didn't expect to wake up so early the next day after being so tired. She opened her eyes reluctantly at a little past eight o'clock. She really wanted to continue sleeping, but she was inexplicably awake My brain doesn't feel sleepy at all.

With his buttocks pouted and wrapped in the quilt, Qiu Qiu turned over, scratching his messy VIP roll a little irritably, and opened the Maomao live app with his mobile phone.

This is her habit of live broadcasting for three years. When she is not live broadcasting and can't find something to do, she quietly opens a trumpet to listen to gossip from the gossip anchor.

Which female anchor was slept by a local tyrant.

Shen Hao appeared in someone's live broadcast room.

All kinds of gossip can always make Qiu Qiu listen with gusto.

When she entered, the gossip male anchor was fanning with a fan, and said firmly: "Look, everyone, this is the picture I took yesterday in Qiu Qiu's live broadcast room. Look at the momentum. I'm sure, this big brother who just appeared is definitely a ruthless person."

The picture he sent was obviously the 1314 plane sent by Space.

"It took almost 70 yuan in just two days after it appeared, and this level of consumption can only be compared with a few gods."

This gossip male anchor is quite popular. When he said that many people posted bullet screens to express their thoughts, Qiu Qiu had only seen that scene on those big anchors.

Dazed, she re-entered a live broadcast room dedicated to dancing, and the female anchor pouted and said, "That big brother who is blank is so amazing, I really want a big brother like this."

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Out of the ten live broadcast rooms, nine and a half are discussing yesterday's feat of stealing towers with 58 spaces. Qiu Qiu has nothing to do with it. The anchor who still eats and eats during PK somehow becomes a "television" that can grab the topic with the first sister EVA. mother".

After exiting the Maomao live broadcast, Qiu Qiu bit his toothbrush and looked at himself in the mirror.

She never thought that the title "Mother of Lightning" would fall on her, and her mood...was a bit complicated.

On the Maomao live broadcast platform, there is only one sister on the side of the pit money section, but there are many electric mothers.