can you be more reserved

Ye Hui resisted the urge to turn off the live broadcast and have a good discussion with the master, bit his lips and said, "The top of the list is the user... the man behind it, thank you... for your support, the top of the list Shidu will receive a cookie, please private message me your small nest address, please pay attention to check!"

In the barrage, a few people noticed that the man behind was the real estate manager. Just now, the center of the gossip shifted one after another, and the secrets that the poisonous milk and the man behind had to tell began again.

Ye Hui was anxious, and he didn't care about the barrage of barrage, he said goodbye, turned off YY, and called the Great God.

As soon as the call was connected, there was a slap in the face, "Didn't the god say not to buy gifts?! If you want the top ten gifts on the list, just say it, and I will hold it for you immediately! You are so boring, let me tell you!. .....And! How much you got drawn for this swipe! It's better to give me the money directly! If you really want to do this next time, you might as well give me the money directly..."

"Didn't you rap for me?" The Great God's helpless voice was next to his ears, as if countless light feathers were tickling his heart.

Ye Hui immediately fell silent, his mind was filled with the fact that he heard these words, and his heart exploded. Just now, the bold words in his heart shrank into a few lumps, and he hesitated so much that he didn't know what to say. What's the matter, "I... this... you... that... all say no thanks, I don't know anything, I just want to sing a song Song, besides... besides, that song is not all for you! There are also songs for my black fans and brain/dead fans."

"Also, what do you mean by swiping this gift three times?" Speaking of which, Ye Hui could finally feel confident. It wasn't that he was too entangled in this kind of thing, but that the thing was very valuable, and that it was given by the great god... ....

Originally, he wanted to take this as a thank you, but now it gave him the feeling that he was singing a ditty to please the great god!The Great God gave the reward very conscientiously... Although the gift was a ring, he was still a little happy... Thinking of this, Ye Hui blushed shamelessly.

"Swiping gifts will not happen next time."

Do you think you can lightly expose this thing!Ye Hui was about to speak, but the next sentence of the Great God really choked him.

"If possible, I hope you can sing to me alone next time."

"...Oh, oh good..." Ye Hui's mind went blank when he said this.

This sentence is too ambiguous, there seem to be pink particles floating in the air, but it has an inexplicable sour feeling, Ye Hui doesn't like this feeling, but he really doesn't want to let it go.

He didn't understand what the Great God was thinking.

The space was silent for a while, Ye Hui lowered his head and fiddled with the earphone cable, his voice was muffled, "So you are my fan, my god?"

"Why do you say that?" Duan Rongyu was correcting his homework, and the sound of flipping the paper came to Ye Hui's ears clearly, appearing a little absent-minded.

Ye Hui twitched the corners of his mouth to the air, tightened the thread that was wrapped around his index finger, loosened it, tightened it again, and let it go again, "The one who gave me a gift is my fan, my god, you are now My eighth thousand eight hundred and eighty eighth fan."

"Not number one?"

"Yes, no." Ye Hui lay down on the table.

"Then what is the number one fan?" The master seemed to be very interested in this topic, and his voice was softly smiling.

Like me, as long as you like me, all the cells in Ye Hui's body are clamoring for him to say it, but finally he opened his mouth and said, "Guess."

There was a chuckle in my ear.

Ye Hui was also happy, and said with certainty, "Master, I am your number one fan."

I like you, so I'm your number one fan.