The happy daily life of routine sea king

But he couldn't find this rich fan, and he couldn't spend money to buy him. On the contrary, he almost had to resign himself to his fate, hoping that the knowledgeable person in her mouth would appreciate Qian Xiaoqiao's works.

Ling Yu regained his composure, and started another topic: "Then we'll wait for the fairy's feedback, and it's almost the hour, so let's draw a lottery."

"Today's prize is." Ling Yugui took the display box containing the mask from the side. "As you have seen in the video, the 'Blue Night Youmeng' mask that Xi Yi wears is also made by him."

"Those who want to participate forward and comment on my news, and start drawing at ten o'clock sharp."

[What a beautiful name. 】

【Did you really do it yourself? It’s too powerful...】

There were also many foreign languages ​​mixed in during the period, which was much more lively than before.

A few minutes later, Ling Yugui announced the winner, but the other party asked an embarrassing question: [Can Xi Yi wear it for a try? 】

"Eh..." Ling Yugui looked at Xi Yi who was not talking much beside him. He was wearing a fox mask and couldn't see his expression.

During this period of time, the two seemed to be playing a game where whoever speaks well first lost, and they hadn't communicated much.

If he doesn't move, do you want to ask?

Ling Yugui was very entangled, the key point is not to think about it for too long, otherwise it will be the black material of the discord between the two.

I don't know if she also thought of this, Xi Yi broke the silence: "Of course, it's just that the clothes don't match the mask well,"

He stood up and showed the audience the sportswear he was wearing on his lower body.

"How about I change clothes and come back again, can everyone wait?"

[No problem, no problem, little brother, do you want to change into an ancient costume? Oh, oh, oh, I want to see! ] The audience who won the lottery obviously didn't see enough of Xiyi's costumes, and said excitedly.

Jiang Yingrong, who was originally not interested by the gangster, also brushed out the word "want to see" in an instant.

The tens of seconds in the afternoon are not enough to watch, okay?

Xi Yi replied politely: "You can change into ancient costumes, but it's a bit slow, please wait a while." Then she left with a mask.

Jiang Yingrong stared at the phone intently, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

You can also see the ancient costumes of the male gods, so she didn't buy this clothes for nothing.

The constantly refreshing comments made people dazzled, and some words were so bold that even she was embarrassed to read them.

After about ten minutes, Xi Yi returned to the live broadcast camera again.

He is wearing the blue gown in the video, probably because he didn't have enough time to get his hair done. Fortunately, he has half-length hair, which will be casually scattered around his face, which has a special style.

Jiang Yingrong held the phone, too excited to speak.

In the video, the high-definition camera perfectly showed Xiyi's demeanor in ancient costumes, and the face-to-face shooting during the live broadcast gave people another feeling.

The exquisite patterns on the mask are clearly displayed, covering a jade-like face and facial features that are so beautiful that they are not human.

Through the screen of the mobile phone, it seems that you can touch the monster in the dark night as soon as you reach out.

Jiang Yingrong tried her best to restrain the urge to use the word "lick the screen" on her mobile phone, swiped the gift with a big hand, and gorgeous special effects exploded on the screen.

[The local tyrant accepts my worship! 】

[The local tyrant is worthy of being a local tyrant, remember to collect gifts, I am patronizing and admiring beauties. 】

The winning audience is very satisfied:

[I deeply feel that it is a waste for me to take this mask...but I still have the cheek to ask for it, and I have been in close contact with my little brother! 】

When she said this, everyone expressed envy and hatred.

Ling Yugui looked at Xi Yi's face involuntarily. The mask fit tightly to his skin, and it was replaced by another person. There was indeed a suspicion of intimate contact.

He suddenly didn't want to give the mask away.

Is there still time for Xi Yi to make another one?

If you are not happy, you are not happy, and you must not go back on your word. Ling Yugui chatted with the audience absent-mindedly until the broadcast was about to end. He was slapped on the back when he was about to end.

Ling Yugui looked at Xi Yi reflexively, only to see him make a word out of the camera, Ling Yugui was stunned, and suddenly realized.

He almost forgot to ask everyone to pay attention, hitting 100W fans, this is a big deal.

Ling Yugui cleared his throat: "Everyone, please pay attention to me, and foreign friends who can understand, please click on the profile picture to follow, thank you, thank you, I will have 100 million followers soon, please support me!"

[So fast, the anchor is really popular! 】

[Followed, followed, are there any benefits for 100W fans? 】

[Don't forget the old rules, when you reach 100 million, you should post women's clothing videos! 】

When they heard about women's clothing, the audience got excited and swiped the screen asking Ling Yugui to wear women's clothing, and it had to be a beautiful one.

Ling Yugui pointed to his own face: "Do I seem to be able to pretend to be a beautiful woman?"

[The host must believe that the power of makeup is infinite...]

[Yes, yes, don't try to fool us! 】

Ling Yugui nodded helplessly: "Okay, when I reach 100 million followers, I'll post a women's clothing video as a bonus."

The live broadcast ended with joy.

Ling Yugui stood up with a sore back, turned off the lights and other equipment, and suddenly Xi Yi handed the mask box in front of him.

"Is the mask still available?"

"What?" Ling Yugui took the box with both hands, and looked at Xi Yi in confusion.

Xi Yi put her hands behind her back, and her wide sleeves drooped gracefully: "Just now when the audience said 'intimate contact', I think you can hardly hold your breath."

"I, I can't hold back..." Ling Yugui looked away guiltily, and scratched the edge of the box with his fingers unconsciously.

Xi Yi didn't force her to ask, but stood there with a half-smile.

After being quiet for a while, Ling Yugui muttered again: "It would be great if I could make two of the same ones, and just give them away like this, in case I need to use them later, besides, this kind of face-seeking thing, Is it unhygienic to share..."

"I don't do repetitive things."

"...Then let me wipe it off."

Ling Yugui put the lid on the box, and walked to the door of the room almost at a trot. He was about to step out of the door, but stopped for no reason.

In the next moment, he suddenly turned his head and said like a cannonball: "Yes, I just don't like other people's indirect intimate contact with you. I will sterilize them with alcohol before sending them away. You can do it!"