[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

They stayed in the hotel for the next few days without going out. Ning Dai posted on Weibo in advance about the live broadcast. So even if it was a live broadcast during the week, many fans still came to the live broadcast room, and everyone excitedly discussed him. The reason for the sudden change of time.

[Little Train Didi: Fourth Brother has been broadcasting live for more than three years but has never changed the time!I really want to know why this time]

[Scrambled eggs with ham: the one above!It was three years, nine months and seven days! (Proud of being a powdered ashes jpg.)]

[Big White Fang: The fourth brother is so good at playing games, is he going to be poached by the e-sports club? I heard that at this time of the year the club will start recruiting new players. The manager of the Jade Bird club even made the selection public What time and place! 】

[Fourth brother's wife: Wow, wow, is my fourth brother finally going to be famous all over the world!happy! 】

[Fourth brother's belt: Fourth brother!Fourth brother!Fourth brother! 】

The manager of the Jade Bird Club said that the person in charge would go to the live broadcast room to watch him play games in the past two days, so Ning Dai broadcasted live broadcasts during the day and night on Thursday and Friday. Call to swipe the screen with gifts.

When it was broadcast from Friday afternoon to evening, he said that he would take an hour off to have dinner, so he turned off the live broadcast, but he had been playing games for two consecutive days, and his eyes were tired from staring at the computer for too long, so he misread the button. He misclicked the close button as the zoom out button, and because the computer was still downloading, he didn't turn off the computer.

Lan Si was painting in front of the French windows in the living room. He was half-threatened and half-coaxed by Ning Dai to take him to bed until midnight last night. After sleeping all morning, he really didn't want to stay in bed, so he sat on a chair covered with thick cushions Draw the scenery outside the window.

Ning Dai was also tired after live broadcasting all afternoon, walked behind him and hugged his slender waist, lazily rested his chin on his chin and watched him draw, like a clingy giant dog coquettishly.

"Brother Lang, I'm so tired from playing games, can you rub it for me?"

Lance was crooked with his brush, leaving an abrupt scratch on the drawing paper. He pushed Ning Dai unhappily and complained.

"It's all your fault, all the pictures I drew all afternoon were ruined."

Ning Dai rubbed his neck greedily, some hard hair was prickly and itchy, and his hot breath was sprayed on Lansi's collarbone, which made half of his body go numb, fearing that Ning Dai would make another He pulls onto the bed.

When he thought of Ning Dai's fierce possession on the bed, he felt a burning pain in his buttocks, he quickly pressed Ning Dai's head to prevent him from approaching, and changed the subject.

"I'm hungry and I want to eat."

Ning Dai deeply smelled the fragrance of shower gel emanating from his body, and the hands around his waist restlessly grabbed his hands and wrapped them around him, refusing to let go of him, bargaining.

"My hands are so sore, you rub them for me so I can have the strength to order a meal."

Ordering meals was just a few operations on the mobile phone. Lan Si didn't want to pay attention to him. He pushed him away and went to find the mobile phone by himself. Ning Dai refused to let go. All the drawing paper was spilled all over the floor.

Lan Si was really angry now, squatting down even though he was hurt by the wound, he still stared at him and refused to let him help, while shouting angrily.

"Go away! It's so annoying!"

Seeing that his face turned pale from the pain, Ning Dai hurriedly pushed him to the sofa in front of the small round table, quickly picked up all the drawing papers and tidied them up, then knelt down on one knee by the sofa and put the drawing papers on the sofa. on his knee.Gently shaking his hand to admit his mistake.

"Brother Lang, I didn't mean to, don't be angry with me."

Every piece of drawing paper is Lan Si's painstaking effort. He lowered his head to check each piece of paper for any dirt, and suddenly frowned and said.

"Several of my paintings are missing."

Ning Dai's eyes flashed, and after he looked at the ground in confusion, he said nonchalantly.

"I picked them all up. Are there some paintings that you didn't bring and put them at home?"

"How is it possible, these are all drawn by me these few days."

Lan Si murmured that he couldn't find it after checking it several times, so he had to put the drawing paper back. Ning Dai followed behind him and apologized softly.There was no fearful sternness when his face sank at all.

Lance glanced at his smiling face, and said fiercely.

"Then you are not allowed to touch me tonight!"

Ning Dai froze for a moment, then frowned, and took a step back to compromise after a while.

"I won't go in."

His eyes were deep, and he stared at Lance with an undisguised aggression.It seems that this kind of regress is already his bottom line, but not going in is better than a pain in the butt, so Lance had no choice but to continue talking.

"Then I'm going out to play tomorrow."

Ning Dai frowned even deeper, this time he directly refused.

"No."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang, and Lan Si took the opportunity to run to the side angrily and ignored him, sorting out his drawing papers sullenly, and suddenly saw Ning Dai who was answering the phone walking towards the small round table in the living room, with a look on his face. Bending down in an extremely ugly manner, he clicked on a reduced live broadcast frame in the taskbar at the bottom of the computer, and then closed it immediately.

The author has something to say

Ning Su: (gloomy) I was actually seen.

Ning Chuan: (busy) Work, work, work.

Lance: (confused) What's wrong?

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