Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

He said he was a new anchor, but Ruan Yao thought that the content of the live broadcast was very boring, and every time he saw the number of people in the live broadcast room soaring, he would secretly complain incompetently that there seemed to be a lot of idlers in this world.

The pitch-black camera was aimed at the boy's chest in an obviously ill-fitting black tube top jacket. The barren chest, which was originally like snow tofu, was squeezed out of a small handful of cream-like soft flesh by the tight soft fabric, trembling. Hugged tightly on the sexy and enchanting pure black lace, if you poke it with your finger, you may sink into a small round pink and white pit.

It is obviously still a youthful young body, with thin bones and soft flesh like young willow buds that have just been pulled out, and the round shoulders covered with natural peach pink even seem to be steaming with the milky scent of a young man. She was wearing very mature women's underwear, and the skirt was so short that it exposed her thighs, but she lifted up a corner of it on purpose, and if she looked up, she could see a more secret place.

Every time the place hidden by the shadows is scanned by the camera, it will cause riots in the live broadcast room.

From time to time, Ruan Yao saw some excessive obscenities. At this time, the stupid anchor would only turn his face away and pretend he didn't see it.

At the beginning, Ruan Yao's mentality was not so good. When she saw someone humiliating him with strange words, she couldn't help shedding tears.

Or the system comforted him and said that vicious cannon fodder is like this, if no one scolds, it means that your character design is not bad enough.

Over time, Ruan Yao has been able to explain calmly when seeing bullet screens like "sister kkp": "I'm a boy."

In addition to mentality, the more serious problem facing the new young anchor is obviously his extremely hip-stretching business ability.

As long as she thinks of being exposed to so many people in the live broadcast room, Ruan Yao's hands and feet will always be stiff.He is not very proficient in the live broadcast business, and he is always so nervous that he jumps out word by word when he speaks. If it is too much, she will be so shy that her eyes will be tearful. Generally speaking, she is a complete beauty in a vase.

The only good thing is that he is good-natured.

As long as the fan's request is not too excessive, the anchor will frown his slender eyebrows while trying to do it well.

Those fans in the live broadcast room just like such idiots.

Look at the stupid light amber beautiful eyes with a bag of tears that cannot be shed, while clumsily and greenly twisting the waist that is so thin that one hand can hold it, because it is not proficient, sometimes it will be careless Knock the camera down.

When the anchor hurriedly went to support the camera, the lens inevitably touched the soft white skin, and one could almost smell the sultry fragrance of the anchor through the lens.

The number of gifts in the live broadcast room gradually increased, and it reached its peak when the cold camera was covered with warm and soft flesh.

This means that in the next few weeks, Ruan Yao, the evil dandy nobleman, can continue to live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

Several bigwigs at the top of the list scrambled to get out spaceship rockets, so many that Ruan Yao stumbled and couldn't make it in time when he pronounced his name.

His voice was sweet and soft when he was smothered in the mask. When he slowly read out the thank you list, it seemed that every word had been soaked in the crimson lips and tongue, and then followed the watery red lips. Spit it out.

On the other side of the screen, countless people have secretly fantasized about what kind of rosebud-like, wet and bright mouth is under the mask.

The little anchor surnamed Ruan still doesn’t understand the meaning of the series of “I’m all right” after he finished reading the list.

His live broadcast lasted about an hour. After the end, he was finally able to take off the lace underwear that had bound him for a long time. His poor snow-white body was covered with criss-cross red marks from the tight clothes, as if he had just experienced an indescribable punishment. .

He put on his white t-shirt and cheap underpants that looked like he was going on a beach vacation at any time, and was about to turn off the computer when the smart optical computer on his wrist suddenly made a beeping sound.

Someone is calling him.

Ruan Yao looked down and found that the name of the visitor was familiar.

Thinking back dully, Ruan Yao realized that this was the screen name "Yemo" of the leader in his live broadcast room.It sounds like a young man suffering from the late stage of the second disease. When Ruan Yao added him, he was nervous for a moment, if he was a minor, he would have to pay back the money.

As an anchor, but also a bad critic who specializes in defrauding men of money, a big guy like Bangyi can naturally get Ruan Yao's real name and contact information, not only the contact information, even if it goes further, as long as you pay enough money question.

Ruan Yao's cheeks were inexplicably hot. He covered his cheeks with his cold palms to cool himself down, and opened the chat box at the same time.

Daredevil: I sent you a present.

As the name suggests, they are a group of cold people.

Ruan Yao paused with his fingers, frowned and thought for a moment that he didn't seem to have told the big brother his real name, but he typed faster than his brain, and when he recovered, he sent it: "Thank you, brother! Chirp me!"

Ruan Yao glanced at it, felt a chill on the back of her neck, and was very depressed. It turns out that the anchor is not so easy to do.

The dark profile picture of the man on the opposite side lit up, and soon sent another message: Show me the next time we meet.

Ruan Yao didn't know what the person on the other side sent, and the temperature that had finally subsided inexplicably returned to his face, and Ruan Yao asked him again: "Shall we meet?"

Daredevil: There will be a chance.

The system watched its own host chatting with the garbage man who was watching the live broadcast. Please, what kind of a man is this kind of man who watches sexy anchors show off their talents in the middle of the night!

At first glance, it is evil!

Seeing the blush on Ruan Yao's cheeks, the system finally couldn't hold back the yin and yang and said strangely: "It's good luck, I must kill him hard when I meet Bang Bang."

"It would be even better if we can get the target amount in one go."

Ruan Yao was so nervous that she didn't hear the sourness coming out of the system's words, and hugged herself worriedly: "But what is he going to do when he asks me to meet?"

"The man watching this kind of live broadcast must ask you out for those things."

No matter how unhappy the system was, it was still worried that its host would be cheated out of its virginity. Although the tone was still cold, it still warned: "If he dares to do anything to you, you must remember to resist."

"There's no rush to make that money."

As a piece of wood in the physical sense, Ruan Yao's concept of integrity is obviously very different from that of normal humans. The system is afraid that if he doesn't pay attention, this fool who is always dizzy will really sell himself without knowing it.

And the price will be very cheap.

……

In the Virgo Aquarius galaxy tens of thousands of light-years away from Garbage Star, among a dreamlike ring nebula, floats the most important main star of the Galactic Empire, Phoenix Star.

Under the silvery moonlight, the imperial palace sleeps in a quiet thick fog, and the water lilies in the garden quietly bloom beautiful petals, and ethereal singing can be heard faintly in the depths of the night fog.

However, the sharp sound of broken porcelain suddenly broke the peaceful silence.

The maid swaying in her long skirt bowed her head and held a silver tray containing perfumed dew in a hurry as she walked through the antique Roman-style corridors, as if she was used to the quarrel between the emperor and the empress.

"If it weren't for your stupidity, how could I have been forced to order him to be exiled to such a marginal place!"

"I'm stupid?" The voice of the queen in military uniform became sharp, and he laughed back in anger, with a sharp arc drawn on his delicate face, "It's you who are too incompetent, Your Majesty!"

"A mature monarch will not be unable to protect a loved one. You need to exile the Ruan family to consolidate your imperial power. This is your incompetence."

The monarch of the Galactic Empire is still quite young, having just passed his [-]th birthday not long ago, and the empress, as the supreme commander of the army who has already led the army to conquer a large area of ​​territory for the empire, is obviously not too easy to deal with a young and energetic emperor.

The red-haired emperor threw down the nearest luminous stone statue in a rage, and looked at the queen like an angry lion, with golden pupils staring viciously at the face of his legitimate wife who deserved a beating. .

"Pay attention to your posture, Your Majesty." General Aslan added fuel to the fire slowly, completely ignoring the anger of the young man in front of him.

The emperor took a deep breath, and retorted: "What's the use of you talking about me so politely? If you had the ability, would he still be living in that kind of place now?"

He pointed to the constantly moving light spot on his wrist: "You can only rely on the chip to judge that he is still alive, like me, and you can't do anything, can you, General."

He shrugged his shoulders and put on a cheeky look that neither of us is as bad as we are.

The smile on Aslan's face faded instantly, he gave the emperor a cold look and walked away on the spot.

"General." The maid lifted the tray like a weightless silver-scaled butterfly and landed beside the man lightly.She lowered her head and raised the tray in her hand.

Aslan glanced down at the contents on the tray, his frozen eyes gradually softened, and he picked up the slender glass tube lightly.

The crimson viscous liquid dripped into the palm of the hand, and the bright color filled every gap along the lines of the palm, exuding a light, especially elegant fragrance in the cool night wind.

Like the inadvertently seductive fragrance on the neck of a young man.

It took him countless efforts to develop an aura that was barely similar to the boy's, and only with the company of this fragrance could he fall asleep peacefully without being ravaged by nightmares.

"General." The maid didn't leave after delivering the dew. She raised her face slightly, her tone was gentle and watery, as if she was about to be blown away by the night wind at any moment. "There is news about the little duke."

At the same time, the chief guard stood guard at the door of the bedroom and told the emperor that he had something important to report.

"You'd better have good news." The emperor's face was gloomy, with hidden anger of being disturbed.

A cold sweat rolled down the head guard's forehead, the man bowed to the boy who was more than 300 years younger than himself, and only dared to lean into the boy's ear after getting the emperor's permission: "The little duke is missing. "

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Everyone seems to have not noticed that Yaoyao has been initialized.