Fantasy Westward Journey: As a tycoon, let the female players flood the scene first!

Yang Yi looked at the soaring popularity and couldn't believe it.

More than 10 people!

Among game anchors, Yang Yi was only seen when Baby Xuxu and Xiaozhi first started broadcasting.

I didn't expect that he, an amateur guest anchor, would have such a peak moment.

Although he knew that many people came for the lottery and would leave after the prize was drawn.

But its popularity is still terrifying!

"Come on, let's not get involved with those vain people."

"Click your attention, tell me how handsome Brother Yang is, and draw a barrage!"

After saying that, Yang Yi was ready to start.

However, he was stunned at this moment.

It turns out that the Douyin lottery still needs to be reviewed!

This is not beautiful. He, a small anchor, drew hundreds of thousands in cash on the first day he started broadcasting!

Or a barrage lottery!

Isn't this suspected of being money laundering?

So Yang Yi simply said to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"Brothers, let's take screenshots and draw a lottery!"

After speaking, Yang Yi took screenshots directly on the spot without giving them any time to prepare.

More than 100,000 people were all frantically commenting "Brother Yang is so handsome!"

And the barrages are posted non-stop to increase the probability of winning.

These are really crazy times.

Yang Yi thought to himself.

Make fifty screenshots and send them all to Yu Qingqing.

"It's done! Brothers!"

Seeing that things were almost done, Yang Yi said to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"Brothers, that's it for today. We are destined to meet again next time."

"Guys, don't forget to give me a follow!"

After speaking, Yang Yi left the broadcast without waiting for the audience to stay.

Glancing at Yu Qingqing, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Yu Qingqing walked to Yang Yi, sat on his lap, and sighed softly:

"Oh, I'm so tired, husband. Why do I feel even more tired than I did in the last day of work!"

Yang Yi touched and scratched her nose and teased:

"That's because you are too decent, and you are not used to deceiving people yet."

"Hehe, hubby, you are really good at talking."

Yu Qingqing pecked Yang Yi hard on the face.

Chirp.

Although the two have only been together as boyfriend and girlfriend for two months, they feel like an old married couple.

Sometimes Yu Qingqing would be a little dazed.

Are you really the kept mistress?

But why... does it feel pretty good?

Although she has never been in love, she has never eaten pork, and has she never seen a pig run away?

When I was in college, most of the girls in my class did nothing but fall in love or sleep with each other.

The boyfriends of those classmates didn’t behave very well.

Even putting aside financial ability.

Yang Yi's performance is also quite eye-catching.

Considerate, gentle, careful, and respectful of women.

Especially respect her.

Because the two had a foster relationship, Yu Qingqing was actually prepared.

Be prepared to be disrespected.

But Yang Yi did an especially good job in this regard.

Even in bed, he would never force her.

Occasionally, when I get interested and have some strange ideas, I will ask her for her opinion.

Even if she doesn't want to, he will never force her, he will only beg her to agree.

Although she agreed every time.

But Yang Yi's approach really made her feel warm.

Yu Qingqing shook her head, put aside the complicated thoughts in her mind, buried her head in Yang Yi's chest and asked:

"Husband, if you don't tell me a lot of things, I won't ask you."

Yu Qingqing paused and bit her lip. The next words were a bit difficult for her to say.

"Just tell me what you have to say. Why are you so polite to me? Are there any difficulties at home that require money from time to time?"

Yang Yi has seen too many expressions like this.

Former friends and former college classmates came to contact him one after another after knowing that he was rich.

I have also met them offline a few times.

After each exchange of greetings, he would always show such a constipated expression.

Then he opened his mouth to borrow money.

Yang Yi initially decided to refuse them all.

But when his childhood friend spoke up, he relented.

After he let go for the first time and the news spread, more people came to him to borrow money.

But Yang Yi was a little curious.

The money he gave Yu Qingqing was really not small.

Not to mention daily expenses, I occasionally take her to buy some luxury bags.

Even in addition to this, she was given an additional 100,000 yuan in "pocket money" every month.

Yu Qingqing basically didn't spend money on weekdays. Every time Yang Yi gave her, she saved the money.

There is only one old mother in her family, so even if she is sick and hospitalized, Yu Qingqing can completely afford it.

Yu Qingqing gave him a roll of her eyes.

Yu Qingqing held Yang Yi's hand and walked to the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the scenery of the Magic City in early winter.

The outside world is dyed silver by white snowflakes, and the hustle and bustle of the city is wrapped in the softness of snow, as if the entire city is coated with a mysterious veil.

The snowflakes are falling down, light and elegant, falling on the sycamore leaves outside the window, embellishing a dreamlike picture.

The tall buildings in the distance are covered with white snow, and the glass curtain walls reflect silver light and shine brightly, like a castle in the ice and snow kingdom.

Pedestrians passed by in a hurry on the street, stepping on the silver-covered earth under their feet, leaving a series of light footprints.

The vehicles in the distance were driving slowly, and their roofs were covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, like a silver flowing dance.

"What a beautiful scenery, but who knows how dark the hearts of people in it are."

Yu Qingqing sighed.

Yang Yi quickly straightened her body, looked directly at her and asked, "What happened?"

"She's not my girl yet."

Yu Qingqing was about to cry, sobbed and said:

"After you left, my sister seemed like a different person. I almost didn't recognize her."

"She thought she was pretending, but she couldn't fool me."

"In her eyes, I could see jealousy and...resentment!"

Although Yang Peng is also very thoughtful, he lives in a small town after all.

Due to family reasons, I have never been to a big city since I was born.

We can only imagine the prosperous and luxurious life from TV series.

Her little thoughts were like a child playing in front of Yu Qingqing, and she couldn't hide them at all.

But Yu Qingqing didn't want to intensify the conflict, so she never had an in-depth discussion with her sister.

Yang Yi held her hand and said in a deep voice: "Qingqing, if you believe me, leave this matter to me!"

Yu Qingqing looked at his razor-sharp and resolute face, and finally showed a shallow smile.

"Do you know why I call you Qingqing?"

Yang Yi was confused by her question, so he had to follow her words: "Why?"

"The words come from Liu Yiqing's "Shishuoxinyu·Huodiao" written by Liu Yiqing in the Southern Dynasty"

"If you are a dear friend, you should be a dear friend; if I am not a dear friend, who should be a dear friend?"

"It's a term of endearment between husband and wife, and also a term of endearment."

Yu Qingqing explained.

"Yang Yi, how about..."

It's been a long time since she called Yang Yi by his first name.

The two of them had called each other some disgusting names in private.

Husband, dear, brother...

When outsiders are present, she calls herself Mr. Yang or Brother Yang, and calls herself secretary.

She suddenly called Yang Yi by her name, letting Yang Yi know that what she was going to say next would definitely be unusual.

really.

"How about you marry my sister?"