There is always a big guy rewarding me in the live broadcast

Chapter 361 The Happiness of Dark Cuisine (9)

The soup sprayed on Bo Yiran's face, even some on his hair, dripping on the ground.

The smile on Bo Yiran's face suddenly froze, and the look he looked at Mo Yunguo suddenly became unfriendly.

Mo Yunguo is in pain at the moment. As soon as the soup touched her mouth just now, an unprecedented power erupted in a hundred years. Before her brain even realized what it tasted like, her body had already made it. In response, he sprayed it straight out.

Mo Yunguo put the bowl down, her face remained unchanged on the surface, but in fact, only she knew what was going on in her heart.

"What's the meaning of Miss Mo?" Bo Yiran didn't wipe off the soup on his face, but just looked at Mo Yunguo with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to swallow her.

Mo Yunguo: ...

How would she explain it? The soup tasted too bad and challenged her sense of taste, so she vomited.

Seeing that Mo Yunguo didn't speak, Bo Yiran sneered and said, "It's in vain that I cook for you with good intentions, and that's how you repay me? Huh?"

Mo Yunguo: ...

Bo Yiran suddenly stretched out his right hand, and firmly grasped Mo Yunguo's chin, and soon a red mark appeared on Mo Yunguo's chin.

"Miss Mo, you are really... beautiful!"

Bo Yiran laughed abruptly, the soup on his face slowly slid down and dripped onto the gorgeous clothes, leaving mottled marks.

Mo Yunguo felt that Bo Yiran was probably sick, and he was seriously ill. It just so happened that the people in the studio thought so too...

"By the way, what is this Bo Yiran doing with such a wicked smile all of a sudden? I scared the baby to death just now! Hey..."

"Maybe it's a brain twitch?"

"Upstairs, you don't even believe that Bo Yiran has a brain twitch, okay?"

"Although Bo Yiran is a little nervous, it is undeniable that he looks good when he smiles! Hahahaha!"

"Upstairs, you face-controlling dog, go away!"

"Hmph! ╭(╯^╰)╮I am a face controler and I am proud!"

"Don't be fooled, the key now is that my little Guoguo's chin is still controlled by Bo Yiran..."

"Oh my god, there is always a kind of handsome bully who molests good women's feet 2333333333"

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"Scheming bitch upstairs! ╭(╯^╰)╮I want to take a screenshot too!"

"Me too, I am too, Xiao Guoguo maintains this position and does not move! Very good, that's it!"

Mo Yunguo: ...

Mo Yunguo felt that the group of people in the live broadcast room were also poisonous...

Looking at Mo Yunguo who was still in a daze and not speaking, Bo Yiran suddenly approached her, and the two almost kissed.

"Speaking of which, Miss Mo's parents asked me to take good care of you~"

On the word "care", Bo Yiran was particularly forceful.

"En." Mo Yunguo replied softly, which was considered an answer to his words.

Bo Yeran: ...There is always a feeling of being hit on cotton.

Bo Yiran's hand slowly let go of Mo Yunguo, and then gently stroked her neck, and then withdrew his hand.

"Miss Mo's skin seems to be better than before, it seems to be my credit!" Bo Yiran said with a sigh, completely seeing the haze just now.

Mo Yunguo: ...

Mo Yunguo felt that Bo Yiran was probably a little narcissistic, and attributed everything to him. How does one describe it?

Hmm... Smelly shameless!
　Stupid writers are finally on vacation! ! !You can go home tomorrow! ! !happy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)