Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 129, [-] times mirror promises love
She opened her mouth, and after talking for a long time, she didn't know how to express it. Finally, she bent back to the table dejectedly, "Thank you anyway, I'm very happy that you gave me a gift."

The popularity of the live broadcast room usually depends on the number of barrage and the number of gifts. After the five yachts were smashed down, the popularity of Lin Anluo's live broadcast room skyrocketed, and more viewers came in.

The beautiful girl anchor tilted her head and asked, "Do you still want to watch me play games?"

The audience said they wanted it, some said they didn't want to chat, and some people asked her if she had other talents.

"There is no other talent." The anchor was obedient and honest, lowered his head and picked up the phone, revived his morale, and raised his tone, "Let's continue playing the game."

A few hours later, Lin Anluo waved her hand towards the camera, and said in a soft loli voice, "Goodbye everyone, I will broadcast it again tomorrow afternoon."

When the screen showed that the live broadcast room was closed, Lin Anluo's shoulders slumped, her well-behaved expression instantly became resolute, and her soft and innocent eyes became confident and flamboyant.Like a mimosa cowering in a flowerpot, it suddenly stretches its branches and leaves and turns into a bright sunflower.

[System]: You can perform this talent and change your face in a second.

Lin Anluo rubbed the muscles of her face and complained, "It's too tiring to play the weak and sad Britney. When will I be strong? When will my depression be cured?"

[System]: This is a long process, don't rush, take your time.

Jiang Yang, who finished work at night, opened the door and saw his younger sister sitting on the sofa in the living room. After hearing the sound of him opening the door, his little head watching TV quickly turned around, his eyes lit up, "Brother."

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to clear Jiang Yang's exhaustion from a day's work. His nose was sour, and he almost burst into tears again.

He couldn't help sighing that it's not good to be old, and he becomes emotional when he talks about sensibility.

There was only one reason for Lin Anluo to wait for him to come back. She hesitated for a while pretending to be reserved, and there was a small hope in her big eyes, "Playing games?"

Five minutes later, the brother and sister sat side by side on the sofa with a mobile phone in hand.

"Double row or four row?" Jiang Yang didn't miss any chance to talk to his sister.

Lin Anluo said, "Four rows."

Only then did she realize that she didn't even have her brother's friends in her friend list. Just when she was about to ask, Jiang Yang's friend request came through.

"Overbearing Mr. Jiang asked to add you as a friend, do you agree? Yes, no."

Lin Anluo couldn't hold back, "Poof"

Jiang Yang coughed lightly in embarrassment, time was short, he didn't have time to change the name, but it's a good thing that this game name chosen on a whim can make his sister laugh, he hasn't seen Jiang Yuan's sincere smile for a long time.

The two formed a team, and Lin Anluo took a look at the little mouse, who was also online. She sent an invitation, and Yuan Zihao immediately agreed and entered the room.

"Hello, hello, sister Yuanyuan."

As soon as he appeared, the whole world became lively. Lin Anluo couldn't resist the charm of the talkative kid, so she turned on the microphone, "Hello, Haohao."

"Who is this person?" Yuan Zihao asked curiously.

He was referring to the domineering President Jiang himself who suddenly appeared, Lin Anluo explained, "This is my brother, do you remember what he said to you yesterday, I want to play with my brother."

Mr. Jiang turned his back, because he wanted to play with his brother because of this sentence, he looked up to the sky and laughed silently.

Yuan Zihao let out a groan, and shouted excitedly, "Then wait a while before driving, I'll call my brother over, and the four of us will play together."

His microphone heard the sound of a child's slippers clattering on the floor while running, and Yuan Zihao seemed to have run into another room and shouted, "Brother, Sister Yuan Yuan's brother is here, you also come to play with me Well."

Yuan Zihao's brother ruthlessly refused, "No time."

"You are obviously playing with your mobile phone boringly, you are very free."

"I don't play with you when I have time, you little trash."

The double cross talk was about to start again, Lin Anluo guessed that Yuan Zihao's voice was still on, so she called out tentatively, "Haohao, it's fine if your brother doesn't come, my brother is very good, he can take both of us alone. A chicken eater."

Domineering Mr. Jiang looks domineering and steady on the surface, but in fact his left hand is pinching the flesh on his thigh hard to prevent himself from laughing smugly because of the sentence that my brother is very powerful.

"Oh, isn't that the voice of my own sister!" Yuan Zihao's brother's voice immediately changed, "Why don't you turn off the microphone, little trash?"

Little Trash was a little wronged, "This is someone else's sister, Yuan Jiwei, please be sober, you only have me."

"Wait, don't drive, her brother can't do it, I'll take my sister to eat chicken." Yuan Zihao's brother changed his previous lazy attitude, and suddenly became active.

Mr. Jiang was not happy anymore, he turned on the microphone, and a deep and mellow voice came over, "Who do you say can't do it?"

"You're here too, I'm sorry, you can do it, you can do it, I mean your game skills are not good."

"you're good?"

"In this way, after a while, we will see who falls first, and whoever falls is the younger brother."

The two made a bet on each other, and Yuan Zihao brought his brother in. His brother's game name was "Don't pull me".

As soon as Brother Yuan came in, he started to laugh at Jiang Yang's name, pinched his throat and said, "Do I have to be called Little Wife, the overbearing Mr. Jiang's little wife?"

Jiang Yang didn't bother to talk to him, Lin Anluo, who was the owner of the house, clicked Start, and they entered the waiting interface.Brother Yuan's game image is very individual, with an afro-haired black skin, as if he can rap at any time.

Different from the tense comparison between the brothers, the two children in the team were communicating in a friendly manner. Yuan Zihao said, "Sister Yuanyuan, do you have a lot of summer homework?"

Sister Yuan Yuan said, "I don't have any summer homework."

Yuan Zihao sighed, "I didn't have summer homework before, it's nice to be young."

A seven-year-old lamented how good it was to be young to a 20-year-old. Lin Anluo put the back of her hand to her lips and laughed silently.

In order to compete on who can't do it, Brother Yuan marked the airport and said, "Although I prefer to go to Port G, people in the lower ranks like to go to the airport. I hope Mr. Jiang will not fall into a box."

Jiang Yang said, "I will return this sentence to you."

The four of them landed in the warehouse area in front of the airport overpass, and Yuan Zihao said in a panic, "There is someone, there is someone here at my house."

Brother Yuan said lazily, "Keep down, I saw it."

The gunshots all around were like firecrackers for the New Year. After a while, a line of words appeared on the message bar of the public screen, "Player Domineering Mr. Jiang knocked down the player Broccoli with an M16A4 rifle".

"No more." Jiang Yang raised the corners of his lips, his tone arrogant, "I'll kill you."

At this time Lin Anluo called him nervously, "Brother, I have someone here too."

(End of this chapter)