The villain black lotus he is not right

The other self has always liked to make things difficult for him:

【Guess, what would Buheng do if he found out? 】

Luo Yizhou smiled, and vainly picked up a bottle of colorless and odorless special spray with his fingers.After more than 200 years of clinical trials, this thing has almost no side effects.

It was also a coincidence that he bought it.

Didn't expect it to be so useful at this moment.

Luo Yizhou didn't answer, fumbled to turn on the overhead light that surrounded the galaxy, and squinted his eyes for a while.Then, calmly, he put the spray back into the nightstand on his own bed, so that if the cohabitant got suspicious, he could go to it.

"Well……"

A few hours later, as he expected, Buheng sat up sleepily hugging the quilt.

"Why didn't you go out today?" Bu Heng yawned and picked up the cup on the bedside table.

Today is Similu.

Bu Heng took a shallow sip, his expression cracked.

"Is it too sweet?" Luo Yizhou immediately jumped off the sofa and went into the kitchen to check for any mistakes.

Bu Heng approached curiously and found that Luo Yizhou had hidden a food scale under the kitchen chopping board.Food scales are accurate to two decimal places.

"Do you use this every time you put sugar in something?"

Luo Yizhou turned his face away and patted the bottom of the scale.

"out of battery……"

"No wonder it's not allowed. It's okay, it's not a big problem."

As Buheng said, he curiously lifted the pot on the stove.This was incredible, he found out that Luo Yizhou made Simi himself with a stainless steel colander!

never mind.Bu Heng turned around and gulped down the sweet liquid in one gulp.

"Don't force yourself..."

Bu Heng cast a sideways glance at Luo Yizhou, whose expression had obviously changed from cloudy to sunny, and said duplicity, "Heh."

Bu Heng turned on the computer, first opened an account, entered Qi Tian's live broadcast room and hung up.

He also doesn't want to report to the live broadcast room every day, but if there is not enough time in a week, the VIP level will drop.

Then the dog-licking character he set up for himself couldn't stand up.

After eating the takeaway for lunch, Buheng checked the new proposal with his computer in his arms.

"My dears, good afternoon!" Qi Tian's slightly hoarse voice came from the computer microphone, and Bu Heng frowned, plugged in the headset and put it aside.

Luo Yizhou suddenly changed his sitting position and took out his mobile phone, "Are you watching the live broadcast? Whose?"

Bu Heng turned his head and met Luo Yizhou's innocent eyes.

"Nothing, delay."

"Oh."

Luo Yizhou lowered his head again.

Bu Heng uses the small window to open the chat box with Qi Tian.

He really doesn't know how to strike up a conversation with people, he can only talk about clothes.

"The pajamas are pretty, did you just wake up?"

In the live broadcast, Qi Tian's hair was sloppy, and he was casually wearing Pokémon pajamas, revealing a large part of his collarbone.

Barrage: "My wife is so tempting! AWSL!!"

Qi Tian ignored his greeting.

Probably because of the women's clothing, the number of fans in Qi Tian's live broadcast room increased rapidly.Bu Heng still remembered how ugly Qi Tian's face was when he encountered an improper request for the first time, and now he has completely surrendered to the gift pool.

Bu Heng spent a little more money to stay in the top three, and then went to work on his own plan.

He's just a ruthless hanger-on.

But after a while, the system reminded him that there was a new reply.

Qi Tian: "Brother, are you there?"

It's okay to be courteous, to rape or steal.

Bu Heng slandered, and quickly replied: "What's wrong?"

"Thank you brother for supporting me, I want to repay you." Qi Tian sent a link inside the platform, "If you are free, you can participate."

In the chat box, the emoticon of love follows this disgusting sentence.

Step into the link.

It turned out to be a common PK game on the live broadcast platform. The anchors can pair up and fight freely. The platform will reward the anchor who wins, and the VIP viewers in the live broadcast room will also have benefits.

"It's better to be direct."

"Brother..." Qi Tian thought for a while, "I am a newcomer, and I know that it is not easy to realize my dream."

Bu Heng resisted the urge to pull Hei on the other side, "It's okay to participate, I just want to ask you a few questions. You have to tell the truth."

are you crazy.In the live broadcast room, Qi Tian almost lost his expression.

Step balance throws a problem:

"Which province are you from? You can't hear the accent."

"You look very smart, and your academic performance is very good, right?"

"Did you play well with your male classmates when you were studying?"

Qi Tian was laughing inwardly.Wouldn't there really be a second generation with this kind of love brain?Wanting to make a date is still so reserved.Look, these questions are all related to his childhood experiences.

It's a pity that this is the world of fiction.

Bu Heng waited, and all he saw were answers that fit the character "Qi Tian".

No, not all!

When he changed the topic to the game, Qi Tian's mood fluctuated.

"Games... if you don't play well, you will die."

"Tell me?"

"You won't believe me if I tell you."

Qi Tian turned off the camera on the pretext of going to eat takeaway.

It seems that in the mind of the other party, this is the game world.Bu Heng rubbed his waist and stood up, he had been holding the computer for too long.

Caught off guard, a hand was attached to his waistline.

Bu Heng was so frightened that his hairs stood on end.

Luo Yizhou had already withdrawn his hand, his cheeks flushed redly, "Do you need massage products?"

How strange.Bu Heng couldn't help laughing.The bigger some people are, the more innocent their expressions are.

"alright."

Luo Yizhou obediently went to get the product, which took a lot of time.Bu Heng walked over and found the classmate records spread out on the ground.

It looks like it fell off by accident.

Luo Yizhou was squatting and flipping through old photo albums, his tone full of nostalgia, "I was so short back then, I needed to stand in the first row."

Bu Heng wanted to take a second look, but he rolled his eyes when he heard this.Showing off is prohibited.

"This is my first pet!" Luo Yizhou looked up at Bu Heng and pointed to the photo.

Bu Heng nodded slightly.

He is a person who has seen the plot, and even remembers that the first time Luo Yizhou raised a dead pet because he fed too much food, what is so strange about it.

Luo Yizhou understood his indifferent attitude, and calmed down, as if the tip of his nose was tensed.

"Okay, take your time."

Bu Heng dragged his voice and sat down helplessly.

He really doubted how Luo Yizhou, who had a character like writing everything he wanted to say on his face, would play tricks on others.

Luo Yizhou: "Go and do your work..."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Bu Heng pulled out a photo that he was pressing down with his arm.

The little Luo Yizhou on it was wearing a ruffled skirt, holding a yellow toy duck in his hand, standing in front of the elephant slide, smiling without showing his teeth.

"Tsk tsk!" Bu Heng squinted his eyes, "It looks familiar...doesn't it look like a model in children's clothing?"

Luo Yizhou's face was almost the same as that of Gao Yuanhong in the photo, "No!"

The author has something to say: Bu Heng: Didn’t you go out of your way to ask me to read it?

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