Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

The fluffy and complicated skirt is piled up above the knee.

A small section of thigh flesh and the well-proportioned calves wrapped in pure white socks were exposed.

The knees are pink...

And the feet wearing ladylike and elegant Mary Jane shoes.

When she was spinning around, the hem of her skirt wouldn't get lifted up because the crinoline was so thick...and Feng He was also wearing safety pants.

When he turned around, his legs, which were enclosed by white socks, were shaking slightly.

The beautiful skirt was like a butterfly around his legs...

When he did this, he was full of the innocence, liveliness, elegance and loveliness of a European retro-century princess.

The barrage of comments froze for a moment.

It was not until Feng He finished turning circles and sat down with a somewhat unstable breath that the barrage began to change slowly.

[Wife...Are you really not some royal princess who was lost among the common people? ]

[I admit that I just underestimated that number one guy on the list. He must know what a fairy product is... He must have tasted good food...]

[Woo woo woo, my wife just spun around and got up...]

[The one in front, you… you should not be so honest…]

Ye Xingli was also stunned. He had just said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to complete it so seriously.

Afterwards, many people gave Feng He rewards and asked him to do some simple little actions.

Feng He did as he was told.

So a group of netizens got to see the exposed parts of his body other than his face as they wished.

Some people also asked Fenghe to sing and dance.

But he really didn't know how, so he refused.

"I'm not very good at singing and dancing yet. I'll go back and learn first, and then come back to the live broadcast tomorrow night."

【Ahhh, good wife. 】

[Yeah, looking forward to it! ]

Feng He looked at the time and realized it was already half past nine.

Their school’s curfew is 10 o’clock, so he has to go back quickly.

So he hurriedly said, "Goodbye, everyone. I'll come again tomorrow."

After saying this, he quickly ended the broadcast.

Feng He quickly threw off all the accessories on his body. He was too lazy to clean them up, so he just threw them on the bed. He had to come over tomorrow anyway...

Feng He changed into her own clothes and left with a relaxed look.

He checked the backstage and found that he had received a lot of gifts tonight, adding up to about 1500.

Feng He jumped up happily and walked back to the dormitory with light steps.

Now is the time when citizens start their nightlife, and there are many snack vendors on the street.

Feng He had a quick meal in the afternoon and was now feeling a little hungry.

So I bought a small portion of crispy pork, sprinkled some chopped green onions and cumin on it, it was so delicious.

Feng He ate while walking, and walked back to the dormitory slowly, as if he was not the one who hurriedly changed clothes just now.

Feng He wandered to the dormitory and by the time it was curfew, there were only five minutes left.

As soon as Feng He opened the door, Wu Yangyang's eyes swept around the dormitory, and sure enough, he was the only one who had not returned.

Ye Xingli looked back at Feng He. Since he had just watched the live broadcast, he subconsciously looked at Feng He's collarbone area. However, it was tightly covered by the clothes he was wearing.

He couldn't help but ask: "Where did you go just now?"

Feng He was stunned, and the crispy meat stuck on the bamboo skewer was suspended in mid-air.

He really didn't expect that his roommate would ask him where he had been.

He couldn't possibly answer, but at the moment he couldn't think of an excuse.

Let’s shut Ye Xingli’s mouth first!

So Feng He pushed the little crispy meat he had just inserted in front of Ye Xingli, opened his eyes wide and asked seriously: "Do you want to eat the little crispy meat?"

Ye Xingli's face suddenly turned red, and he thought awkwardly: He actually fed me food... Why did he feed me food...

Ye Xingli's brain crashed and he was unable to think at all. He bit into the long piece of crispy meat without even thinking.

It is salty and delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Feng He, and clearly saw the painful expression on Feng He's face, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Ye Xingli: "..." Isn't it just a box of crispy pork? I'll buy you ten boxes later!

Feng He staggered back to her seat with her little crispy meat in her hand.

The other two roommates glanced at him vaguely.

Feng He froze for a moment, and he thought to himself: Do they think that he only gave it to Ye Xingli and didn’t give it to them…

Feng He didn't want any unequal relationships to happen in the dormitory, so he sighed sadly.

They walked to Lu Mingyu's table one by one and asked him if he wanted to eat.

Lu Mingyu stared at the crispy meat in his hand for a long time without any movement. Finally, he shook his head slowly and refused on the grounds that he had already brushed his teeth.

Feng He moved hesitantly to Qi Xu again, and the other party looked at him expressionlessly, with a very obvious rejection.

Of course Feng He was too lazy to make things difficult for himself, so he ran back happily and did not share any with others. He could even eat two more for himself.

After eating the crispy pork, Feng He brushed her teeth and went to bed.

I still have to put on the shameful nightgown tonight.

Feng He opened his phone and found that there were a lot of messages in the background of the live broadcast, most of which were people asking to add him as a friend on WeChat.

Most of the anchors are the big brothers who added him to the list.

Feng He considered it for a while and decided to add a big brother on the list.

That's the basketball guy.

Ye Xingli was immersed in the joy of eating crispy pork when he found that the anchor had replied to his message.

I want to have a fairy tale house: Okay, you sweep me or I sweep you.

Ye Xingli's eyes moved, and he still thought he was Feng He, so he replied: Let me scan you.

Feng He was just about to send his WeChat QR code to the other party when the system suddenly reminded him.

【He is Ye Xingli. 】

Feng He was dumbfounded and said stupidly: "What?"

The system stopped talking.

Feng He was shocked by this sentence. If he really sent his WeChat QR code without any scruples, wouldn't that expose his identity?

He trembled as he prepared to register another WeChat account for himself.

Fortunately, the original owner's phone only had two phone cards.

Feng He quickly registered a WeChat account and randomly picked an avatar and username.

Only then did he dare to send the QR code to Ye Xingli.

But the other party did not add him.

Feng He felt something strange in his mind, and he couldn't help but stick his head out to observe Ye Xingli.

I saw him with his hands on the table, scratching his hair in annoyance.

I don’t know why this is happening.

Feng He curled his lips and thought, forget it, he didn’t really like chatting with others anyway.

The next day, Lu Mingyu still brought him breakfast.

Fenghe ate without any psychological burden.

Ye Xingli really washed his clothes, and Feng He saw his white shirt hanging on the balcony to dry. There were just some wrinkles on the clothes, and it was unknown how much effort he had put into rubbing them.

[Ding! Complete the time-limited task, +2000 points. ]

There are a lot of classes today, and Fenghe is feeling listless in class. She doesn’t have the energy to do the live broadcast anymore.

He wants to touch the fish today.

Feng He did not ask Lu Mingyu to bring him lunch at noon. He was a rich man now and could eat by himself.

Feng He went to the cafeteria and met Qi Xu on the way. He greeted Qi Xu, and Qi Xu responded distantly.

【Go to dinner with him. Build a good relationship with him.】

Feng He was puzzled and asked in a low voice: "Why?"

[He will see your live broadcast soon and recognize you. He will probably do something bad to you because he hates you.]

Feng He was so scared that he trembled. He felt that the male protagonist was a terrible person. Why did he want to make enemies with the male protagonist?