Pregnant with a small cannon fodder cub in the best abuse text

Cheng Fei thought that the barrage would be a cute compliment, but he didn't know that when he just appeared, there was only ruthless and crazy ridicule all over the screen.

【Who on earth matched this clothes for you hahahahaha】

[I'm already mentally prepared that my father will prepare a bright red and green princess dress for the anchor, but my father's taste is so strange]

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha The vision of the local rich father really has no one else】

[Other anchors wear sailor uniforms and nurse uniforms, while my anchor wears maternity clothes (crying)]

The words "maternity dress" made Cheng Fei's heart ache, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Your sister is pregnant! You stupid straight men, this is called a doll skirt!"

[This is the worst time for a doll skirt to be hacked]

[Anchor, wait, I'll send you a link to the doll dress]

[Look, other people's doll skirts have small bows, your doll skirt is fat, big and plain like pajamas]

[Besides, besides 9-month-old pregnant women, people who are just pregnant are also wearing beautiful skirts]

[The straight man strongly protests, the anchor, you are emotionally deceiving]

[I’ll forgive you for taking off the maternity clothes and replacing them with cheongsams, otherwise you’ll be a fan]

"No change." With a dark face, Cheng Fei raised the hem of her skirt and spun around in circles, "That's the live broadcast tonight."

After turning around twice, he had a frying pan in his left hand and a spatula in his right. He said fiercely, "I'll show you a violent chicken cooking show tonight."

【Fucking me, hahahahahahahahaha】

【Hey, no, you're wearing this wig and this skirt, it's not lethal at all, okay? 】

[...Weakly speaking, the anchor wears such a virtue, inexplicably has a kind of...maternal aura...]

【Hahahaha god damn maternal aura】

Seeing the barrage, Cheng Fei's face darkened even more. He seldom dispatched the room management to silence him, so he went to the battle himself and gave the netizen who posted the "maternal halo" a silence package.

He accepted the pregnancy fairly straightforwardly, but that was because he had read the original book and was mentally prepared for the original owner's physique against the heavens, which didn't mean he could easily laugh at the ridicule of netizens!

"Let's talk about pregnancy, I'll leave it to you—" Cheng Fei paused, and was about to prepare a threat.

A series of jingling gold coins collided, and the sponsor of this time, Tuhao Daddy, Digijun, went online.

As soon as the profile picture of the local tyrant's father lit up, the barrage immediately knelt and licked.

[What are you still doing in a daze, arrange noodles for Dad]

【Pass a cigarette to Dad】

【Dad has good eyesight】

【Father's taste is simply elegant and refined】

Praise against his will, full of resentment.

The head of the local tyrant's father flashed as a response.

Cheng Fei didn't know that this group of fans were teasing local tyrants, so he felt a little protective at the moment, and said angrily: "If you make trouble again, I will live broadcast the confinement meals for you for a month."

【Hahahahaha confinement meal】

[Don't make trouble, I might as well watch snail noodles for a month]

[Anchor, do you still know this stuff? 】

The corner of Cheng Fei's mouth curled up, and he smiled sinisterly, "An offer? I promise that the tricks will not be repeated every day, and you will count me as the loser if you are dull."

[Hahahahaha, scared (funny)]

[Don't do this, I strongly protest on behalf of the rich father]

【Is that right, Dad, what kind of confinement meals do grown men watch?】

The profile picture of Tuhao Digital Jun flickered lightly again, as if he was meditating or having fun.Two seconds later, in the lively live broadcast room, suddenly without warning, a large piece of grass and mud horses fell down!

【咩~~咩~~~】

When Cheng Fei started the broadcast, he added a microphone loop sound effect, and it seemed that there were countless alpacas screaming around in an instant.Every time the local rich father is online, he will definitely give a reward. He is used to the other party's lavishness. He is calmly watching the gorgeous special effects on the screen, waiting for the special effects to finish, counting the amount of gifts, and saying some lines of gratitude to the local rich.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, the special effect lasted so long that it was unreasonable.

At the 10th minute of the special effects, Cheng Fei began to lose his composure. There are 30 mud horses in 10 seconds, and [-] in [-] minutes!

"Digital Master, you...is your mobile phone infected with a virus?" Cheng Fei smiled politely, "Lord Daddy? Is he there?"

【咩~~咩~~】

The special effects are still going on, No.20 one, No.20 two...

Cheng Fei's smile gradually stiffened and froze, and the audience in the live broadcast room gradually became confused from being excited at the beginning.

[Dad's pause button is broken? 】

[Fuck, the TV has been completely swiped by our rich father]

[Several anchors next door are discussing our little Feifei, saying they want to come and watch]

【Mom, Dad, calm down】

[Calm down, Dad rushes! 】

【Dad rushes the duck! 】

Tuhao Dad paused, and the special effects stopped at the 10th minute of flashing.The live broadcast room is already full of "kneeling for daddy" kneeling and licking bullet screens, but occasionally there are sour chirps like "why not continue" or "what is this, last time my anchor was rewarded 50 at a time" if.

"The housekeeper is working." Cheng Fei whispered softly, signaling the housekeeper to silence those who maliciously urged Krypton, and then covered his chest, and said loudly, "Thank you boss for the thirty 'luxury ranches', the boss is very generous ..."

As a result, the words of thanks were not finished yet, and a large group of mud horses fell on the screen again.

The rich dad spends money like rain again!

Cheng Fei: "..."

Barrage: [World Famous Painting Scream.jpg]

This time, the rich dad's reward was obviously rushed. The last grass-mud horse animation hadn't ended yet, and the next one was coming one after another.

The audience couldn't hold their breath anymore, and one by one couldn't hold back and started counting.

【34】

【35】

……

【50】

[Damn it, it's 50! 】

【51】

……

【80】

[No, I already suspect that I am dazzled]

……

【90】

【91】

【Numb (cigarette)】

【98】

【99】

The screen froze for a moment, and the last luxurious prairie was smashed down. The gorgeous special effects flickered for 30 seconds before slowly returning to calm.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed from 10,000+ at the beginning of the broadcast to more than 400 million at some point, and outside the live broadcast room, there are even many small anchors who simply use this short half-hour as a selling point to secretly poke the live broadcast A reward from a rare local tyrant.

At this time, Cheng Fei was a little confused. He counted the amount of gifts in the background in disbelief, then looked at the number displayed on the reward list, and finally pulled the bullet screen record, and the screen was full of "100" words Let him a little at a loss.

Although he was also a great anchor before he passed the book, he did not rely on tipping for food, mainly relying on his strong popularity and traffic to earn money from promoters, and it was the first time in his career as an anchor to receive such a large amount of tipping.

He fully confirmed three or four times that he didn't say anything until the bullet screen urged him.

[Xiao Feifei, what are you still doing, thank you Lord Long En]

Cheng Fei felt like waking up from a dream, and his voice unconsciously sounded a little weak: "Thank you for Mr. Digital's... 100 'luxury ranches', the boss is grand."

[Hey, daddy made me tear up from my mouth! 】

[I feel that being called the boss is not worthy of a local tyrant, so call me husband, Xiao Feifei]

[Hahahaha, what do you want our Feifei to call you, rich father, please say it boldly! 】

The barrage was booing for a while.

The avatar of the rich dad flickered on and off, and he didn't know whether it was the poor signal or the other party was really tapping the special effects.Cheng Fei was a little anxious.

100 big ranches, that is to say, this person gave him a reward of 100 million!

To be reasonable, it's not an exaggeration to give him an exclusive nickname, but let's forget about my husband, he hasn't flirted to Shi Zhen's level, so he can't be called out.

Just as Cheng Fei was about to speak, the portrait of the local rich father stopped flashing, and replaced by a bullet screen with colorful and special effects, which was different from all living beings.

Tyrant: [No need]

"No need for what?" Cheng Fei asked subconsciously.

Tyrant: [No need to change title]

The barrage was startled: [Mom, is the rich father so desireless? 】

[It’s different from those coquettish sluts next door who have rewarded two or three pastures and want the female anchor to be called 'husband'~]

[What, how did I jio so that the tone of the local rich father is a bit doting]

[Does it hurt to treat our Fei Fei like a son? It's simply a matter of giving without expecting anything in return! 】

Cheng Fei was also a little speechless for a while, looking at the default system avatar of the local rich father, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and apologetic: "The digital gentleman suddenly rewarded so much, do you have any demands? You can ask me, I can satisfy you can be adequately satisfied.”

[You're a ghost, Fei Fei, wake up, 100 million can take care of you for a month]

[Hahahaha, if I were a wealthy father, I would send skirts to the anchor every day, so that he would not repeat the live broadcast of women's clothing every day]

"Fuck you," Cheng Fei sneered, "We digital masters are not so vulgar, are we?"

The head of the local tyrant flashed, as if agreeing, and then said a word.

【Want to see confinement meal】

As soon as the bullet screen came out, the live broadcast room seemed to be the end of the world, and wailing was everywhere.

【What kind of taste does dad have! ! ! ! 】

[Spend a lot of money just to watch confinement meals? 】

[Wait a minute, dad probably has a pregnant woman at home, so he wants to steal from the anchor]

Local tyrant: [Yes. 】

【Convex(哉盘哉), I'm so sour】

【Is the wife of the wealthy father a bit too happy】

【sour】

[sour +1]

[sour +2]

……

After watching the barrage, Cheng Fei smiled slightly: "Okay, no problem, the anchor will teach you how to make confinement meals from the next episode!"

As soon as the words fell, the local rich father rewarded a large piece of mud horse again.

The stench of money came to the face, which perfectly explained what is meant by "people are stupid and have a lot of money".The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed again, rising from more than 400 million in a straight line.

Then, due to a short-term traffic surge, "Feiran Live Studio" collapsed.

Viewers were forced to go offline, and when they re-boarded the live broadcast room, it was already half an hour later. As soon as they entered the live broadcast room, they found that Cheng Fei had changed the "maternity clothes" because of waiting too long, and changed them to Ordinary men's POLO shirts make him handsome and coquettish.

Cheng Fei smiled and said: "Okay, the women's clothing is over, and I will teach you how to make spicy and crispy chicken with scallion oil tonight... Well, the spring night is short, please cherish the last carnival, after all, the next episode will enter the mother and baby channel .”

Barrage:【……】

Anchor, count yourself as cruel!

·

Somewhere in a dessert milk tea shop, Shao Tingfeng was lazily leaning on the sofa booth, sipping on the Hantian milk green in the cup, frowning slightly while sipping, dissatisfied with its taste.

A large-screen mobile phone was placed on the mobile phone holder in front of the booth, and on the screen was a male anchor in polo fir teaching the audience how to make spicy chicken.

While watching intently, a phone call came in, and Shao Tingfeng pressed the button of the Bluetooth earbuds casually.

"Boss, I'm sorry, the newcomers in the data department are extremely unskilled in handling it, and shut down a big anchor's live broadcast room for more than half an hour. Now it has returned to normal. I will let them do a review."

"It's not their fault," Shao Tingfeng said indifferently, "I ordered the suspension of processing."

"……what?"

Shao Tingfeng was too lazy to listen to the exclamation on the other side, so he hung up the phone directly. Anyway, the assistant will explain the rest to those people.

He clicked into the backstage of his account, and saw that the VIP level had obtained the last privilege of the local tyrant because the amount of rewards exceeded one million. He could directly chat with the anchor backstage in private, and he was a little bit looking forward to it.

This time he didn't wait too long. After Cheng Fei's live broadcast ended, he clicked on his user information out of curiosity, and saw the "private chat" button similar to the edit page.

There are very few cream users who can open "private chat" permissions, and 90% of the anchors do not have such VIP fans. Cheng Fei hesitated again and again, and took the initiative to contact him in private.

Feiran: [Hi~Digital Master, thank you for your support]

The local tyrant didn't respond.

Fei Ran: [Is it because I want to see the confinement meals for my wife's reference? 】

This time the local tyrant responded: [Yes. 】

Cheng Fei thought that was indeed the case, although he was a little puzzled why the other party was so rich and didn't just find a nutritionist to serve his wife, but the world of local tyrants is sometimes so unimaginable, and he was embarrassed to ask.

But considering that there are really people watching seriously, Cheng Fei thought that this confinement meal must be scientific and rigorous, so as not to mislead the children.

Fei Ran: [Okay, I will try my best, if possible, can you tell me about your wife's physique?I can design more confinement meals suitable for her before the live broadcast, and if she hasn’t given birth yet, I can also design pregnant women’s meals]

This time the local tyrant was silent for a long time, but he answered irrelevant questions: 【You should rest】

Cheng Fei glanced at the time, it was 11 o'clock, just about to say that he was fine and could survive, when the private chat interface reminded him that "the other party is not online".

Being reminded by the local tyrant, Cheng Fei suddenly felt drowsy and went offline.After rubbing my sore waist, I went into the bathroom to wash up.

Shao Tingfeng, who had been out for a walk all night, came back when he just turned on the faucet. He heard the sound of water, and silently leaned on the sofa to watch him from the living room.

Because of makeup removal, Cheng Fei took longer to wash than usual.Shao Tingfeng obviously wanted to use the bathroom, but he didn't urge him, but just waited silently at the door.

After washing his face, Cheng Fei came out with his face full of water stains, and saw Shao Tingfeng's dumbfounded expression. He didn't have much expression, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'm fine, you should wash up and sleep quickly." Cheng Fei said and was about to walk past him to his room.

Just two steps away, the cuffs suddenly tightened slightly. Shao Tingfeng calmly pulled him and turned to him. The two of them looked at each other under the soft light of the aisle light.

Shao Tingfeng was half a head taller than him, and slightly lowered his eyes to look at his face.The two had never been so close, those narrow eyes were deep and focused, and Cheng Fei saw his own small, somewhat unresponsive dull expression in those dark eyes, a little silly.

The two were too close, so close that he could smell a faint sweet smell from Shao Tingfeng's body - it was milk tea, a bit cold, it seemed to be green tea.So did Shao Tingfeng drink milk tea just now?

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind, as if at any time, at such a distance, I also smelled a similar smell from others.

But before he could capture the fleeting fragments of memory, his lips were gently touched.

Shao Tingfeng looked pure and focused, and gently wiped his lips with a wet tissue. The wet tissue was cool and soft, and the rubbing force was comfortable.

Cheng Fei suddenly couldn't breathe, and felt that the sweet smell was mixed with the fragrance of wet wipes, which smelled good but made people uneasy.

Shao Tingfeng only wiped it lightly twice, then withdrew, and said in a low voice: "The lipstick is not washed off."

Sure enough, there was a touch of powder left on the clean white wipes.

Cheng Fei was dumbfounded, before his brain could react, he subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his mouth: "Now, now?"

Shao Tingfeng lowered his eyes and looked at him fixedly. After a while, his lips were touched again.

"Another point."

·

When he returned to the room, Cheng Fei was still a little dizzy, probably due to sleepiness during pregnancy, his body preceded his will, consciously lying on the bed and covering the quilt sensiblely.

But after not sleeping for two seconds, Cheng Fei raised his upper body abruptly again, and couldn't help touching his lips with his fingers, feeling that there was still something left on his lips.

The lips are slightly moist, the skin is very tender and thin, and the temperature felt by the fingertips seems a little hot and sweet.

The author has something to say: Fei Fei: Damn, the wet wipes may have quality issues!Tomorrow, I will remind you to throw away the cannon fodder!

Shao Tingfeng: ...

Haha, do you think about it~~

Waiting for a long time, it will be updated on time at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and there will be no accidents in the future.