It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

"Did you pack the lamb suitcase yourself?"

When Yu Liu asked this question, he was shocked.

Baiyang is the crown prince of the Bai family in Kyoto. How could it be Baiyang's turn to do this kind of thing?

But Qing Leng Xiaoyang replied with a "hmm".

Yu Liu's expression froze instantly!

"Ah...oh!" Realizing his gaffe, Yu Liu tried his best to hide his panic by looking for work.

Open your own box, it contains a few standard sets.

Yu Liu took out a few packages of things, threw them into the closet of the "guest room" and was done.

Turn around.

Seeing Bai Yang still sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, he was wiping the tablet he brought with him with a polishing cloth.

Not having the consciousness to take things out of the suitcase at all, Yu Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is normal!

When will the little prince of the Bai family get his turn to pack things in person?

Scratching his nose, Yu Liu also sat down across from Qing Leng Xiaoyang, with one leg bent and the other leg adjusted several times but could not find a comfortable position in this suffocating place.

Yu Liu made another series of movements like someone with ADHD, and then he reluctantly "settled" on the bed behind Qing Leng Xiaoyang.

"Did the little sheep bring anything fun?"

When Little Aries said he was packing things, he probably meant that he had hidden some interesting things in there!

Boss Yu Er feels that this answer is close to ten.

Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw the little white sheep staring at him with innocent and beautiful eyes.

"Did you bring the adapter? I forgot!" emmm

The computer Yang Zai brought today did not have a port for transferring data to the tablet.

The lamb is sad.

Yu Liu was a little confused, but he still leaned over and looked down at the tablet socket in Little Aries' hand.

"Well, I took my mobile phone and went out. It's not like you don't know that I squatted in front of your house for almost two hours!"

The dilly-dallying nature remains unchanged!

Yu Liu belly slander.

He stretched out his hand and pushed back the few tufts of hair on the top of the little white sheep's hair.

"How about some hairspray?"

Yu Liu found that his younger brother's head was really more delicate and... interesting than his.

Why can’t this face grow wider? Is it still the face of grandma?

Looking at the soft QQ, with the down clearly visible on it, and the small face that was obviously not wearing makeup, Yu Liu suddenly felt an urge.

I kind of want to go up and take a sip!

This idea! ! !

As soon as he showed up, he was startled by Boss Yu Er, who had just looked at nothing.

Although they may not have the same hands and feet, at least they staggered back to their beds. Yu Liuting needed to hide his current embarrassment.

But Qing Leng Xiaoyang has discovered something unusual about her sixth brother.

"Why are you acting weird?"

"Aren't you used to being on the show?"

She is familiar with this!

Qing Leng Xiaoyang was quite willing to be a little teacher for a while, so she just waited for Yu Liu's confirmation.

But now all I can think of is "It's over, it's over."

"Master, I can't bend, can I?"

"No way..." Yu Liu didn't dare to admit anything at all, and it was almost a dancing objection, "It's nothing!"

"Why do you have to pack your own things? There are hundreds of people at home, what do they do!"

One just cannot have a guilty conscience.

Saying something with a guilty conscience is like pouring beans "accidentally".

As soon as he finished speaking, the camera teacher could hardly hold the camera in his hand, and the live broadcast screen was shaking.

Audience: "Either I'm dreaming or the world is dizzy."

"With hundreds of people...what a big home this must be!"

"Shadow movies and TV shows never lie to me?!"

...Qing Leng Xiaoyang paused as he put down the tablet, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why are you talking about this?

"I don't like others touching my things. Do your own thing!"

She is not a real man. Either Uncle Yin does these things for her or she has to do them by herself. This is really frustrating compared to Young Master Yu.

The sheep wants to cry.

Young Master Yu started asking questions in his soul again!

"That's not right! Isn't your family a pampering family?"

"Your monthly pocket money is more than mine in ten years. Is it possible that Uncle Bai has changed his educational philosophy now?"

Qing Leng Lamb's fist was a little hard.

As soon as the apple muscles were pressed, the sheep pouted.

The other party withdraws a "sheep" from you and refuses to communicate with you, the sixth person.

The camera teacher didn't miss any detail on Baiyang's face.

The director team even applauded their decision to open another live broadcast room for each artist!

To say that traffic is still eye-catching.

Only split-screen live broadcast was given to the artists.

The online traffic of Bai Yang's live broadcast room exceeded 10 million, and the historical number of visitors exceeded 100 million.

The second most popular show, Boss Zhuo, also has more than 3 million online viewers.

The other two live broadcast rooms...not to mention, together they are not as high as the Big Boss live broadcast room, so let’s not compare them with Mr. Bai Xiaoyang, the son of Traffic!

In the current barrage area and comment area of ​​Baiyang's live broadcast room.

"I can't believe the second boss's pocket money. Who can tell me how much this sheep can earn in one month compared to the second boss's ten years?"

"Let's put it this way! Bai Yang said in Chaowu's live broadcast that if he has a girlfriend, he will give him 3kw a month (smiling face)"

"Please ask the friend above to withdraw the information. One of my friends has broken the defense. He is really my friend..."

Yu Liu just finished breaking out the aniseed.

I found that the little white sheep had fried hair.

He even turned the suitcase 180 degrees with Bai Yang himself as the center of the circle.

Angry back view.

A white casual T-shirt is put on the thin shoulders, and the butterfly bones shrug as the owner packs things.

The deeply sunken waist... of course can be seen through the clothes.

It’s so pretty!

Yu Liu couldn't move his eyes away.

But we can't let Little Aries have a cold war with him like this.

The seat on the carpet was also vacant, so Boss Yu Er simply sat down.

"what happened?"

"Don't be sulky all the time! Mr. Shang said he was going to get you a psychiatrist and you gave him a try. What happened next?"

The master of Yuanyang is not someone who simply lets things go.

The fried lamb couldn't bear it.

No need to endure it anymore.

With a clenched fist, he picked up the sketchbook he had brought and was about to "kill" in the direction of Yu Laoliu!

"Talk about it!"

"Why didn't I think you were so good at talking before?"

"Is loose bones fun?"

"Come and experience my young master's fists!"

Ignoring the camera crew gathered near the wall, the Fried Lamb kicked off his slippers and raised his "killing weapon" to deal with this guy who was talking nonsense.

Yu Liu heyed twice, getting closer to the door of the room than a fried lamb.

I am also about ten centimeters taller, and I have already jumped out of the shackles of the little Aries.

There was still a smile on his face.

The audience felt like "two beams of light" were popping up in front of their eyes. When the camera came over, there were no traces of these two gentlemen on the screen!