LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Ren Qian pursed his lips and asked, Is what you said an excuse to reject me, or is it true?

Zhongqing chuckled: Do you think I need to make excuses?

Then I don't care.

Zhongqing looked at him in astonishment.

Ren Qian said word by word: I don't care what happens in the future. Even if we are human beings, how many couples can go to the end? I only know that now, I like you and want to be with you.

He looked at Zhongyi: Hongyi, would you like to have a boyfriend who can protect you from the wind when the wind blows, hold an umbrella for you when it rains, and warm your hands when it snows heavily?

Zhong Qing opened her mouth, and Ren Qian continued: Of course, I will carry things for you when you go shopping. I will accompany you around the world when you are bored. I will never annoy your boyfriend at all.

Before Zhongqing could speak, Ren Qian stood up.

Don't be in a hurry to answer me. Think about it carefully. I'll wait for your reply.

He turned around and walked away, accidentally tripping over a stool.

Zhong Qing looked helplessly at the man's retreating figure, sitting on the bed with his chin propped up in a daze.

Thinking about it, she laughed there by herself.

And the other side.

Ren Qian sat in the study room anxiously.

He originally wanted to watch a movie to divert his attention, but unfortunately the pictures in front of him and the sounds in his ears could not enter his heart at all.

After a while, he simply turned on the live broadcast.

There are quite a few people following him. As soon as he started live broadcast, there were many more fans in the room.

Ren Qian was a little surprised.

He did not introduce himself this time, nor did he ask for attention. He said with some embarrassment, I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't prepare a show this time. I'm just a little nervous at the moment, and I want to talk to you about reducing stress.

What happened to the anchor?

Gamingman, microphone, come on, anchor, tell your story.

The anchor tells your story.

The anchor tells your story.

Ren Qian looked at the uniform barrage and couldn't help but smile and said: Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that I just confessed to the girl I like, and I'm waiting for the result now.

6666 I wish you the best results you want.

The anchor is so handsome, why are you so worried?

Seeing the handsome and handsome editor with a worried look on his face, I looked at my weight of 200 kilograms and fell into deep thought.

Ah, ah, who is Xingchen Dada? Who is it! Which lucky girl is our Xingchen Dada who cares about her so much?

Jealousy changes me beyond recognition!

Xingchen has a girl he likes, what about my young lady in red?

The lady in red is a girl, sir. Is the girl you like the lady in red?

…

Ren Qian looked at the barrage and said, Who is the girl I like? This is a secret. If I can confess my love successfully and she is willing, I will announce our relationship.

Great blessings.

Great blessings.

Your heart is like my heart gives a golden house to the sea of ​​stars.

Damn it, the boss shows up again!

Shocking appearance of the divine trench!

Haoyouhu?

Your heart is like my heart: I really like your live broadcast. Come on, I wish you all your wishes come true.

What a serious blessing from Shenhao.

Hahahaha Shenhao looks like a veteran cadre at first glance!

Pull the gods into a trench, and wish the stars and all your wishes come true.

Although I don't really like dog food, I really like Xingchen Dada. If it is Xingchen Dada's dog food, I would still be willing to eat it.

Bless the stars and may all your wishes come true.

Thank you everyone. Ren Qian looked at the fans' blessings and said sincerely.

Hong Yi, what would be your answer?

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See you later~