Succubus just want to cook

The colorful barrage hangs on the top of the live broadcast room for seven or eight seconds.

All the demons in the live broadcast room saw the anchor who was usually buried in hard work, as if he had nothing else to ask for except cooking, and his expression was a little bit in sync with that color.

【yooooooooooooooo——】

【There is a situation, there is a situation】

[Congratulations, my wife is getting married today! 】

[What nonsense, is the anchor the kind of succubus who is tempted by money?]

【But he blushed】

[The blushing anchor is so cute]

[Because money is tempting, so superficial]

[The previous barrage is superficial, the anchor is obviously shy because of the love talk at the top of the list, what does it have to do with money, don't bring everything up to money]

"Cough cough." The bullet screen flew by quickly, and Han Bo finally got out of the state of aphasia, and coughed twice to retort, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not tempted."

Not only did the barrage not stop, but it sped up even faster.

"What kind of guilty conscience?" Han Bo looked at the barrage and said, "There is no guilty conscience, don't spread rumors, don't flirt, be a devil... That account that posted more than 100 'You like him', the management blocked me Ah, nothing to worry about..."

After talking for a long time, the bullet screen was still joking and joking, Han Bo became angry and shouted: "No, what about the administrators, come out to work quickly, and let them arrange me?"

Ding Dong

Admin message pops up.

【Don't arrange him, it's just that I like him unilaterally, and he doesn't like me yet】

"This..." Han Bo was stunned. He took a closer look and found that the name of the speaking administrator was exactly the same as the name of the list one, but it was different from when it was first broadcast. It was changed to "I'm chasing you."

"No, why are you an administrator?" Han Bo remembered that the original administrator was an elf girl, Wen Wenjing was very capable of working, Han Bo felt that she was working hard, and planned to find a time this week to treat her to dinner .

[She gave it to me] There is an "Administrator" logo floating behind Jia Pixiu's account.

"Why..." Han Bo was not convinced, "How much money did you give?"

【no】

"What's that?" Han Bo wanted to ask Jia Pixiu why he was robbing someone else's job, but he caught a glimpse of the former administrator's ID sending barrage.

The elves have to eat too (on drugs

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,,).)), so, but that either, Singing, but the cp) for me! 】

Han Bo: ...

He probably knew how Japixiu took down the administrator.

The administrator defected, the audience was addicted to drugs, and the leader of the list continued to harass.

Even though the live broadcast environment is so harsh, Han Bo still tenaciously carried out today's live broadcast plan.

He blocked the barrage, and raised the turntable under the table, which he had prepared long ago.

"Today's live broadcast is quite special. We don't eat. Let's celebrate that I have reached 100 million fans... Thank you very much for your support. Now I will draw some fan benefits."

He showed the turntable to the live broadcast room, with options such as "women's clothing", "dinner dinner", and "lottery draw" written on it.

Han Bo calculated that there was almost enough time to read the options, and then started to move the pointer vigorously.

The pointer circled twice on the uneven hard cardboard, slowed down, and finally stopped at the column of "biscuit game".

Biscuit game, a slender biscuit, two demons bite the two ends, keep getting closer...

A legend in the ambiguous world, a god-level game that increases intimacy.

Han Bo commented on this: "God's fart, if you want to grab a biscuit from me, you will be a ghost if you can spark love."

But if you choose it, you have it. It is impossible for Han Bo to hold the turntable and turn it again, not to mention that the other options are not so good...

So he slowly showed the result to the live broadcast room: "I chose the biscuit game, but this one requires two demons to do it. I am a demon, and I may only be able to perform and eat [-] cans of long biscuits."

[? ?Who wants to watch you eat biscuits, we all know that you can finish fifty cans, what's so interesting about it]

[I want to see the anchor play this game with Bangyi! 】

【support!Please come to Bangyi quickly with fifty cans of biscuits, and you will not be allowed to broadcast until you finish playing]

[It's not necessary, isn't it a benefit?Can't draw a lottery, just worship money? 】

[People spend money to support the anchor, what's the matter next to you, they smashed so many gold coins, they don't even give any benefits, and they can be heard in the water! 】

【support!Please come and get the benefits as soon as possible! 】

【support!Please be the first to kiss the host quickly! 】

【support!Please rank first and quickly mate with the anchor! 】

【…】

"No." Han Bo laughed angrily at the group of scrambling viewers, "Should I live broadcast or he will live broadcast? Why do I have to play a biscuit game with him? Can't I just draw a demon...?"

I will chase you again:

【I am coming now? 】

When Han Bo saw the message, he was choked up, and he let out a breathless "what?", as if the air defense siren had a mother.

【yooooooooooooo——】

[No. [-] on the list, awesome (thumbs)]

[Hurry up woo woo woo woo woo woo]

【Let's congratulate the couple, Sahua】

The barrage began to dance wildly again, before Han Bo closed the word "What", he moved his hand first.

With two quick clicks, he became the first anchor in history to be blacklisted.

The audience was obviously fooled by his fluent operation of offending the money master, and they sent question marks on the barrage.

Han Bo ignored those doubts, lay back in the chair, and nodded with satisfaction.

What likes, what love symbols,

It's not like being blocked by my copper wall and iron wall.

He didn't feel relieved for a long time when he heard the communicator ring.

Pick it up, Giapisio.

Han Bo: ...

Han Bo hung up without thinking, and turned off the communicator before Jia Pixiu made the second call.

Very good at cutting off interruptions at the source.

But it's a pity that the road is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high.

The colorful barrage floated up in the live broadcast room again.

This time it's not number one, it's number two.

My assistant's number:

[Don't answer the communication?Then I'll take it as your acquiescence, and go to your house now]

Han Bo: Gan!

He had forgotten that when the Moon Demons came to build a team, President Pixiu brought the demons to support them.

In a daze, he changed all the numbers from the first to the fifth of the list into his own number.

I don't know what font Jia Pixiu chose, but the colorful barrage bounced repeatedly in the live broadcast room, like a colorful caterpillar, dazzling and eye-catching.

my assistant's number

[The biscuits are ready, I'm going now]

"Don't." Seeing that the barrage was about to explode again, Han Bo was convinced, he supported his forehead and said, "I'll answer the communication."

Han Bo turned on the communicator, turned off the mic in the live broadcast room, turned around, and picked up Jia Pixiu's communication stealthily as if secretly in love.

"What brand of biscuits do you like?" Japixiu asked, "I'll send them to you later."

"Lvsenling's...not." Han Bo reacted, and said angrily, "Have I agreed for you to come?"

"You don't want to play cookie game with me?" Giapiche asked.

"It's not that I don't want to..." Han Bo thought for a while and admitted, "Well, I just don't want to."

"Oh, so who do you want to have sex with?"

"It's not a matter of who you're with or not." Han Bo said, "As a person who was rejected from confessing yesterday, can you be a little bit sense of proportion, President?"

"By the way, I read some novels recently to make up for it..." Jia Pixiu said, "It seems that you have to be 'dominant' enough to chase the devil."

"...Who told you to watch these weird things?"

"Bless the fence."

"Fire him." Han Bo said decisively, "Before he completely drives you crazy."

"...So you really don't want me to go there?" Japixiu said in a lower voice, aggrieved and jealous, "Who do you want to play this game with? Wang Ermazi."

"No one..." Han Bo said, "It's just a welfare game, it's not doing it with anyone."

"Then do it with me." Jia Pixiu was decisive.

"..." Han Bo said, "You really should read less CEO novels, and lower your wits."

"But it's very useful, isn't it?" Japixiu smiled shortly, sounding a little happy, "You're shaken."

"..." Han Bo was silent for a while, then said with a twist, "I want the biscuits from the Lvsenling family."

"Already bought it."

"Oh." Only then did Han Bo notice that his background voice was a bit noisy, and he asked after a pause, "You are already on your way."

"Yes." Just by listening to the voice, Han Bo could imagine President Pixiu's smiling eyes.

"I'm on my way to see you."

President Paixiu soon came to visit with 100 cans of biscuits. He took [-] cans upstairs, and there were [-] cans in the car downstairs.

"Why do you buy so many?" Han Bo looked at him and clicked his tongue.

"Don't you like to eat?" Jia Pixiu unloaded the goods, turned his head and asked hesitantly, "Then, eat them all?"

Han Bo looked at him quietly for two seconds, then walked away: "You have a good idea."

Adjusting the position of the camera has become a difficult task. It is best not to be exposed as the patriarch of Pixiu. Han Bo spent a lot of effort to adjust the camera to a suitable angle. frame.

The bullet screen protested, Han Bo took a picture of the camera, and said angrily: "Just watch what you have, don't pick and choose."

When he turned around, Patriarch Pixiu was already sitting on a chair with a biscuit in his mouth.

Very cute.

It doesn't even look like a hamster, it looks like some kind of canine.

Han Bo paused and sat down.

Lean forward and grab the other end of the biscuit.

The two demons held one end of each other, and stared at each other for a few seconds.

The icing was cut open in his mouth, Han Bo couldn't hold back and retreated, wondering, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say that if you don't even let you eat a biscuit, you don't like it at all?" Japixiu said with a biscuit in his mouth.

"So you plan to move?"

"Ah."

"……Row."

After all, he said it himself, and Han Bo couldn't swallow it back. He grabbed the other end of the biscuit again, and moved towards Jia Pixiu's side little by little.

Han Bo felt that he had never eaten so slowly, as if he was licking food residue, he could not taste the taste at all.

On the contrary, Jia Pixiu's aura became more and more obvious.

Orange juice and wood.

Giapiscio said it was citrus and cedar.

What does cedar smell like?

Han Bo had already leaned in front of Jia Pixiu, with the tips of his nose close to each other, breathing heavily on his face.

He glanced hesitantly, and inexplicably landed on Japixiu's two thin lips.

Orange juice and wood.

What kind of taste is it?

He soon found out.

Because Giapixiu suddenly raised his head and touched his lips.

Instead of sour or bitter.

It's icing sweet.

【叮咚】The system makes a crisp sound【Split line strategy task completed】