The blackened goddess of rebirth is extremely poisonous

Chapter 640
Before the 12th, Yan Hanming stopped, looking at Feng Tianling who was leaning sideways on the back of the chair, his thin lips curled up.

Yan Hanming's back was facing the auditorium, everyone didn't see Yan Hanming smiling, they just saw him stop in front of No. 12.

found it?
Audience guessing?

Is it Fang Ling?

Han Miao stopped in front of No. 11, and looked back and forth between No. 12 and Yan Hanming.

This number 12 is Fang Ling? ?
The host tried his best to keep calm, it had nothing to do with him, it was really the God of Wealth's words that were too scary to him.

Yan Hanming stretched out his hand to remove the hijab on No. 12's head under the eyes of everyone.

The audience, Yan Zhuoli and others held their breath almost simultaneously, and all eyes fell on No. 12 in unison.

I don't know why, it's obviously a game, but the scene right now has a sense of a newcomer entering the bridal chamber.

This made the people on the scene see it as surging and excited.

at last.

The hijab was lifted, revealing the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

found it!
And, still asleep?
Because of Feng Tianling's deep sleep, the scene became so quiet that a pindrop could be heard.

The atmosphere is very quiet, but everyone's heart is roaring one after another.

This picture is really, really cute.
Not to mention that the audience at the scene was shocked by the picture in front of them, even Han Miao, who was watching the excitement, was a little surprised.

To his surprise, the moment he lifted the hijab just now, he was dazzled by the appearance of a man.

Looking at the girl's sleeping face, Yan Hanming just stood in front of him quietly, motionless.

The host was sweating profusely. Logically speaking, he should have said something, and he had something to say, but he felt that if he spoke at this time, if he woke someone up, his life might be in danger.

But if he just stood with a wooden stake like this, he would be too remiss as the host!
Just when the host was in a dilemma, Feng Tianling, who was leaning on the chair, slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, Fenghua's sparkling eyes caught someone's eyes and disturbed someone's heart.

"Are you awake?" Low Magneto's voice was so pleasant that people could get pregnant immediately.

Even though Feng Tianling was used to hearing men's voices, she couldn't help being startled by the man's deliberately lowered voice.

"En." Feng Tianling responded subconsciously.

Then it suddenly occurred to her that she was doing a show, and she fell asleep on the show just now.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" all kinds of deafening screams erupted from the audience.It was really everyone's hearts melted by the interaction between Feng Tianling and Yan Hanming.

They let themselves go completely, completely out of control.

This moment will be the climax of tonight. At this moment, "Idol Strikes" hits a new high in ratings.

When everyone was screaming, Yan Zhuoli complained wildly in his heart.It's not because Feng Tianling was found by her real skills.
Thinking of this, Yan Zhuoli looked towards Feng Tianling and Yan Hanming, feeling very upset.
The show was coming to an end soon, and the audience were reluctant to leave.

on the way home.

Feng Tianling asked curiously: "How did you find me?"

Yan Hanming turned his head to look at Feng Tianling, "There is a connection in my heart."

Feng Tianling laughed a few times, and then said to herself: "That host will probably have a nightmare when he goes back tonight."

Yan Hanming heard Feng Tianling say this, and replied calmly: "Why do you care about other people's nightmares?"

Feng Tianling didn't speak, everyone knew it well, so why pretend?

"Ha——" he yawned. There were too many things in the past two days, and he was very tired.

Lean back and fall asleep in seconds.

(End of this chapter)