Miss Cousin is Always Busy

Let's Steal a Cat Together: Who is it! !who is it! !I can actually ask my goddess to sing for him!

Cat Stealing Squad: What song to sing!Confession? Still! !

Do you want my heart: what song, what song, wait, who is so lucky by the way?

Saying Good Happiness: Jealousy Makes Me Unrecognizable!

The iron pillar of the dog's egg: Jealousy has torn my walls apart!

The barrage scrolled so fast that Junzishu only had time to catch one of them.

Jealousy or something... Jun Zishu smiled and sat on the bed very happily.

"I haven't sung this song in the live broadcast room, and I will start it soon. A song "The Sun and Sunflowers" is for my dear young lady."

Little to set fire:! ! !Young lady! !Wooow t﹏t, I envy Miss Sister!

Don't talk and kiss me: I'm relieved when I hear it's a young lady, as long as it's not some wild man.

Hee hee hee: Don't worry if it's a young lady upstairs.

"暮れていくオレンジに空は火えるから,

せつなさが私の胸に広がった,

Summer ga end waru... どうかお望い...

hold きしめて body temperature が上がるくらいに,

 …”

This is still a Japanese song, Junzishu thinks it sounds pretty good, and the title of the song also sounds very sunny!

But look, listen... something's wrong?

The brilliance of the setting sun burns the sky into orange, sadness spreads in my heart, summer is coming to an end, how I hope you can hold me, let this enthusiasm continue...

Seems like it wasn't Sunny Up... a love song?

Love songs are just love songs, they are still very good.

"そして私はもっともっと好きになる,

あなただけを好きになってしまう,

 …”

Jun Zishu didn't notice that something was wrong with Yun Zizhou's singing.

Yun Zizhou was still singing, but his eyes became brighter and more devoted.

In this way, I will like you even more, and only like you...

After Yun Zizhou finished singing, his first reaction was to read the gentleman's book, and the gentleman's book smiled at her, expressing his approval.

Gentleman Shu saw Yun Zizhou's flushed face and the sweat on his forehead, and his expression was a little puzzled.

In the past few days, Yun Zizhou's singing reaction has not been so intense, and this song does not require a particularly strong emotional catharsis.

Although Jun Zishu was surprised, he still pulled a piece of paper from the bedside table and went to wipe Yun Zizhou's sweat.

Yun Zizhou was startled by her action, but he tried his best to grab the armrest of his chair, raised his head and let Junzishu wipe her sweat.

Xiu Xiuxiu: Hey, why is Zizhou silent?

Past events follow the wind: Huh? ?what happens?

The anchor suddenly became silent, and the melon eaters were surprised.

Gentleman Shu pointed to the computer and motioned Yun Zizhou to look at it.

Yun Zizhou nodded indiscriminately, his body stiffened.

What's wrong with her?

She didn't know, but the sweat on her face was getting more and more.

Jun Zishu threw the paper into the trash can, and began to wonder if Yunzizhou was too hot.

But the current room temperature is just right, neither too cold nor too hot.

"I just went to get a tissue, nothing happened."

"Leave you alone to chat with Miss Sister? This brain hole can be a little bigger."

Yun Zizhou smiled and said that his body temperature dropped little by little after Jun Zishu left.

"Sleeping with Miss Sister? It's not this brain hole, you really are..."

Yun Zizhou complained about the powerlessness of the audience who suddenly drove, but for some reason, his heart beat a little faster.

After all, Jun Zi Shu was still behind her, lying on her bed.

Yun Zizhou closed her eyes and threw those thoughts out of her mind, she was thinking about something.

But the audience didn't let go of the subject of Miss Sister, so Yun Zizhou could only stop their hands with singing.

After downloading the broadcast, Yun Zizhou's mouth felt dry.

Jun Zishu handed her the water and told her to have a good rest.

"Sister, you too, see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

After Yun Zizhou drank water and took a shower, he secretly peeped at his fan group.

As she expected, everyone in the group was discussing who her favorite young lady was.

Some people guessed twice, some guessed three times, and finally everyone thought it should be the young lady who knew she was live broadcasting in three dimensions.

She sang because she knew that Miss Sister would definitely listen to the live broadcast.

Everyone's analysis was logical and accurate. Yun Zizhou closed the chat page. He wanted to close it, but he clicked on WeChat and opened a contact.

She hesitated for a moment, but chose to click Send Message, typed a line in the dialog box and sent it.

[Yun Zizhou]: Godmother, I want to ask, does sister Wentong have a boyfriend?

Jun Zishu didn't know that his god-sister, who was separated from him by a wall, was inquiring about her news. When she woke up, she saw the three WeChat messages sent by Mi Rou a few minutes ago.

[Mi Rou]: I resigned.

[Mi Rou]: I'm in the car.

[Mi Rou]: I'm here to find you.