Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

This time is different from the last time, last time I could only see the dark screen, but this time it was the girl's most authentic reaction and the soft and beautiful eyes.

She is looking at him.

This cognition was so clear that his whole body began to boil, and desire arose in his pitch-black eyes.

Wen Qi pinched her fingertips shyly and nervously, but nodded honestly and obediently: "I like it."

The man has a good figure, just like the previous world, when she looks at it, her cheeks get hot and her mind unconsciously thinks about the past, she is shy and likes it.

Song Yi smiled in satisfaction: "When you see me, you can touch it if you want."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "You can touch anywhere."

His eyes were dark with an inexplicable meaning.

Wen Qi wanted to nod at first, but the next sentence made her feel hot and weak.

She pursed her lips: "OK."

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It's the day of the live broadcast.

Wen Qi memorized the time of his live broadcast, saw that he hadn't moved at all, and was just talking to her, so she couldn't help but softly reminded: "It's time for you to live broadcast."

Song Yi glanced at the live broadcast room: "I forgot."

With that said, he got up and walked over.

The live broadcast started, and a large number of people flooded into the live broadcast room instantly.

[Song Song is late today! ]

[It's really rare, it's the first time I'm late for so long, I have a girlfriend and forget about fans! ]

[Condemned, strongly condemned! ]

The comments scrolled with condemnation and excitement.

Song Yi glanced at it and chuckled: "I'm sorry, I'm chatting with my girlfriend, and I won't be broadcasting live today. Come up and tell me, it may not be broadcast in the future, depending on the situation."

He didn't sign a company. At the beginning, the live broadcast was for part-time jobs to earn money, posting screen recording live broadcasts, and a little bit of business, but later it became a habit. As for now, he already has a good character and doesn't want to waste extra time on the live broadcast.

As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast room was filled with excitement, even worse than knowing that he had a girlfriend.

After all, some fans don't care whether he has a girlfriend or not, they just like to watch his live broadcast, but this time they are confused with the cp fans.

[? ? ?Song Song burning confused? ]

[What did you say?Not live anymore?Don't want to play it anymore? ? ? ]

[If you have a girlfriend, you don't care about your fans?Back off, back off, I hate this kind of love brain the most! ]

As soon as the words came out, a group of people followed suit.

[When the time comes, I'm afraid they will come up again, and in the end, we will have to rely on our fans? ]

[Forget it, I was wrong, I thought he was a cold boss, but I didn't expect him to be so irrational! ]

There were also those who said good things, congratulations and regrets, but they were suppressed by waves of cursing.

Wen Qi was as dumbfounded as they were, but with a hint of sweet surprise, but seeing the condemnation and scolding all over the screen, she curled her fingers at a loss, and subconsciously gave him a gift.

[Firework Castle x50]

[Firework Castle x50]

[Firework Castle x50]

[......]

The fireworks castle full of screens is almost non-stop, seamlessly connected, and those screens can't be seen clearly.

Song Yi, who was originally indifferent, chuckled for a moment, squeezed the earphone inlet and said, "Don't worry about swiping, the broadcast will be played soon."

The comments immediately became more angry, and half of the people in the live broadcast room were lost in an instant.

Wen Qi pursed her lips and stopped her fingers obediently.

Song Yi said with a smile in his voice, "First, I'm already discussing marriage with my father-in-law."

"Secondly, I don't rely on you for food now, and I usually advise you not to give gifts. To put it bluntly, it has nothing to do with you whether to live broadcast or not."

"Third, the broadcast is down, bye."

After Song Yi finished speaking flatly, he raised his hand and played.