In front of the phone, even Ye Beichen had a problem.
That's not right either. Remove the word "Lian".
Ye Beichen also reacted as he should.
Little Wen was different from Qin 'er.
Other than being a little more magnificent.
Little Wen was wearing a tight-fitting yoga suit that perfectly outlined her curves.
Every time it jumped, the curve changed, and it was especially obvious.
the flowers in disorder are gradually about to bewitch the eyes.
Every time she squatted down, Little Wen would deliberately look up at the camera.
That innocent look in her eyes made men want to protect her.
Yes, it could also arouse other desires in men.
After twenty frog jumps, Little Wen suddenly stopped.
She giggled at the camera.
He turned his body sideways and revealed the side of his body.
Then, he squatted down and jumped up again.
Ye Beichen also finally understood what it meant to look at the mountains from a different angle and see the mountains from a different perspective.
Ye Beichen's heart was burning.
F * ck, are we really going to play some unspoken rules?
No, he was going to fall.
After another twenty, Little Wen turned sideways again.
The back was facing the camera.
When he squatted down, Ye Beichen almost couldn't help but reach for the toilet paper.
It was perfect.
"How does this little girl look like? Isn't he too monstrous?"
Previously, watching Qin 'er frog jump was torture for her.
Now, watching Little Wen frog-jump was torturous for Ye Beichen.
Finally, Little Wen turned her back to the camera and jumped another twenty times.
It finally stopped.
In the live broadcast room," the land is filled with grief."
"I'm finished. I'm finished."
"I just want to be a fat otaku. Why do you want me to lose weight every day?”
"Three days 'worth of food. It's only been a few minutes. I can't take it anymore.”
"Help me up, I still want to try…"
Little Wen automatically ignored the bullet comments.
She smiled sweetly at the camera, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.
"Brother, are you satisfied?"
What else could Ye Beichen say?
Just as he was about to raise his hand to give the gift, the system notification came.
The host has completed the mission. The host is rewarded with two white Fishing Cards and an additional reward of 30 points.
30 points in one go?
Was it because of Little Wen's figure?
Or did he jump ten more times?
Or was it because of something else?
Just as Ye Beichen was puzzled, the system popped up another mission.
[Mission: Is the Host very interested in Little Wen?] Do you really want to take her down and let you dance alone or do something else?
It's better to take action than to be tempted. Host, please take the first step and ask for Little Wen's WeChat account.
[Mission reward: A white Fishing Card, 10 points]
Ye Beichen smiled.
"System, don't slander me. I'm very pure.”
"However, it's not impossible to get a WeChat account. After all, it's 10 points.”
"This Little Wen is really my lucky star.”
Ye Beichen faintly felt that he could still get points from Little Wen.
Yes, he did do it for the points, not for any other reason.
Ye Beichen was in a good mood.
He clicked on 'Gift', and 100 shots were fired.
I've never been so poor as to give away a super rocket *1
I've never been so poor as to give away a super rocket *2
……
I've never been so poor as to give away a super rocket *100
"Wow, 100 super rockets! Brother is so awesome, I love you to death. Oh!"
Little Wen gave Ye Beichen a kiss in surprise.
100 super hits, 200,000!
"This is a true godly tycoon."
"Mighty God."
"God-like tycoons are awesome."
"I've never been so poor. The nickname of a godly tycoon is really…heart-wrenching.”
"I wish that Shen Hao was this poor."
" 1."
Ye Beichen: " There's not much shark fin left. I'll give you a round number." Little Wen, can I add you on WeChat?"
"Okay, okay. I'll be private with you.”
Little Wen happily sent her WeChat ID to Ye Beichen.
The comments exploded again.
"F * ck, Little Wen actually gave me WeChat.”
"Didn't Little Wen say that she didn't want to add me on WeChat?”
"Last time, there was a tycoon who wanted Little Wen's WeChat for 50,000 yuan, but Little Wen rejected him.”
"Maybe that tycoon…isn't poor enough?”
"God isn't poor enough!"
……
While the bullet screen was eating sour lemons, Ye Beichen noted down Little Wen's WeChat.
He went to Su Mei's live broadcast room to take a look, but it was still not broadcast.
He logged out of Douyu and sent a friend request to Little Wen.
[Little Wen: Brother, thank you for your superfire. Muah.]
Ye Beichen: I also thank you for helping me.
Little Wen: ??? Did her brother do it with his hands too? Pei, pei, pei. I said the wrong thing. Older Brother must have used a doll.
Ye Beichen was speechless.
Ye Beichen: You're really dirty. Aren't you livestreaming?
[Little Wen: I used the excuse of going to the toilet.] Brother, I'm really in the toilet, do you want to…(smirk)
Ye Beichen was still thinking about how to reply with a reserved and graceful "yes".
Little Wen sent a message.
[Little Wen: There's an echo from singing in the toilet cubicle. The effect is comparable to a recording studio. Brother, are you sure you don't want Little Wen to sing?]
Ye Beichen wanted to smash his phone.
F * ck, he was a man, but he was tricked by a little girl.
Even though this little girl's figure was against the rules.
Ye Beichen: No, I still have something to do. It's time to go out. Goodbye.
He indeed had something on.
His mother had arranged a blind date for him this afternoon.
As the lucky person who had obtained the system in the city, this was a calamity that he was destined to face…
(The flowers are almost 4000. I'm going to have a chance to add more soon. I'm so happy.)
(There are finally people scolding me in the comments section. I'm so happy that I want to cry.)
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