Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

Lu Xinghan stretched out his hand to catch the little tit that rushed over, a smile flashed across his eyes.

Tsk, it's like being coquettish.

Lu Xinghan could almost imagine the scene where Wu Queque milk fiercely guarded the small brocade box.

Wu Queque was held in the palm of Lu Xinghan's hand, feeling that his aura hadn't been displayed at all.

Lu Xinghan held him and smoothed his hair with his fingers.

"Sir, dinner is ready."

The butler's voice came suddenly.

Lu Xinghan nodded slightly, and headed to the restaurant with the little tit in his hands.

Little Tit still had a separate meal, carefully prepared by the housekeeper, which could be described as sumptuous.

Wu Queque ate with her little head buried and thought: Why don't I just put it here, the spiritual power that escapes when he transforms his spiritual power is still good for Lu Xinghan.

Mainly because of the current situation, he will not take it away.

It's definitely not because he's greedy for the housekeeper's food...

Wu Queque looked up at Lu Xinghan's dinner again, wanting to transform into a human form QAQ...

After dinner, just as Wu Queque wanted to leave, Lu Xinghan held down his wings.

"Run after eating?"

"Little brat without a conscience."

"jing~"

Wu Queque stopped flapping his wings, blinked his eyes, and rubbed against Lu Xinghan, expressing that he definitely ran away before finishing eating.

Lu Xinghan hid the smile on his face, carried him to sit on the sofa, and tuned the TV for him.

In the middle of the night, a small brocade box in the living room emits a soft white light.

"Drip-"

A very soft alarm clock sounded.

Lu Xinghan opened his eyes and turned off the alarm clock.

05: 30.

Half an hour later than yesterday.

Waking up at this time was something he had never thought about before.

The little tit by the bed was fast asleep.

Lu Xinghan stood up lightly and looked at him for a while, then reached out to touch his wings.

It's obviously a small tit, but it likes to stay in bed.

Looking thin, he ate a lot.

Lu Xinghan recalled how Wu Queque buried his head in his meal, and an indescribable feeling surged up in his heart, which was fleeting.

early morning.

Wu Queque, who had had breakfast at Lu Xinghan's house again, returned to the dormitory.

The corridor is very quiet.

Wu Queque walked up the stairs lightly, and suddenly saw a young man in the corridor.

He was facing the wall, propping it up with both hands, as if pushing it away with force.

Wu Queque paused, and when she got closer, she realized that the man had his eyes closed.

Is this the sleepwalking mentioned in the book?

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The cry came suddenly.

Wu Queque was taken aback, and saw the man pushing the wall crouched against the wall again, crying with tears all over his face.

"Forehead……"

Wu Queque hesitated for two seconds, went back to the dormitory and took out a pack of paper and handed it to him.

The man took the paper, tears soon wet the paper towel.

He took out another piece of paper, continued to cry and wipe.

After about seven or eight minutes, the crying stopped suddenly.

Wu Queque looked up suspiciously, and met a pair of sober eyes.

The expression of the owner of the eyes changed again and again, and finally fled with a pile of papers in his arms.

A few seconds later, the sound of closing the door sounded in the corridor.

Wu Queque touched the top of her head, got up and went back to the dormitory.

It turns out that the paying guild sleepwalks.

After Fu Xing closed the door, he threw away the messy tissues in his arms and leaned against the door.

The glass opposite was clean and bright, clearly reflecting his red and swollen eye sockets.

"Depend on."

Fu Xing covered his face, lowered his head and cursed, revealing the crimson tips of his ears hidden in the black hair.

"What's the matter!"

Not long after returning to the dormitory, Wu Yue called.

"bonus?"

Wu Queque was surprised.

Wu Yue responded, "You are among the top ten in the new anchor contest, and you happen to be tenth, with a bonus of [-] yuan."

Wu Queque's eyebrows beamed instantly, and she muttered happily: "Yesterday I was deducted [-] yuan, and today I have a bonus of [-] yuan."

Wu Yue's eyes flickered slightly, "You were caught by Mr. Lu yesterday?"

"Well, Wenxuan stopped me when I went downstairs."

Wu Queque didn't say much about it.

Wenxuan doesn't like him, but he doesn't hold much malice towards him.

After Wu Yue hung up the phone, he thought about it and called the finance department.

"Why is the bonus suddenly paid out? Will the economic man be subsidized?"

The Minister of Finance smiled and teased her, "You still care about the 200 yuan bonus with such a high salary?"

"It's really not up to me to decide. Assistant He personally called and ordered, and said the minimum is two hundred."

The Minister of Finance said again.

Assistant He.

With a thought, Wu Yue guessed who the bonus was for.

Gee,

Wu Yue sighed, she probably didn't know that it was given to him on purpose.

Mr. Lu can make the details like this, not to mention how much sincerity he has, but he must be relieved.

In the afternoon, Wu Queque received a bonus of two hundred yuan.

Please invite Ji Chacha to dinner in a few days!

Almost instantly, Wu Queque made a decision.

where to eat?

As soon as he opened the search, a marketing account broke into Wu Queque's eyes.

Fu Xing, the anchor of the fantasy game area, failed to hook up with other people's girlfriends, and angrily killed the other party's relatives and friends

Live that person?

Wu Queque clicked on the marketing account.

From the marketing account to Weibo, Wu Queque found that the incident was not small.

The people behind it most likely bought the navy, and a maliciously edited and spliced ​​video was repeatedly reposted, with high playback volume.

Pay Bank doesn't seem to know about it yet.

Wu Queque clicked on his Weibo and found that he had posted a live broadcast notification 10 minutes ago.

"This time we're going to the wilderness."

Click on the live broadcast room, and a slightly hoarse voice rang in my ears.

On screen a figure in camouflage jumps from an airplane.

Fu Xing's voice was calm, but the barrage was not.

【Come here for the name, heh】

[The anchor hooked up with other people's girlfriends? 】

【Everyone, don't be fooled】

[Is the upstairs kidding?Brain powder]

[The technology is okay, but the character is not good]

[vomit, vomit, this kind of anchor]

……

The fans who have been defending it are obviously no match for the well-prepared navy. Several excuses are mixed with a large amount of insults, and they are quickly drowned out.

Large-scale splashing dirty water scene!

Wu Que clenched his fists angrily, he hesitated for a few seconds, put down his phone and opened the door to go out.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door.

Fu Xing was stunned for a while, and it wasn't until he heard it again that he was sure that someone was really knocking on the door.

"Sorry, someone is looking for it."

Opening the door, Fu Xing's expression froze, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red.

"Someone is pouring dirty water on you."

Wu Queque was filled with righteous indignation, and didn't notice his expression at all.

Fu Xing was a little stunned, and he didn't care about the embarrassment, so he asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

"It's just the female player from yesterday, just look at the barrage."

Fu Xing was still broadcasting live, Wu Queque didn't stay long, said goodbye and left after speaking.

Fu Xing closed the door, went back and opened the barrage.

Things are not hard to figure out.

Yesterday, after the male player and his group of friends and relatives were killed by Fu Xing, he later exposed the incident on Weibo.

It may be that Fu Xing is a new anchor and cherishes feathers, so he invited the navy to come to the black "vigorously", and even said that he would wait for an apology from Fu Xing.

"I am back."

"About yesterday's female player on the Internet, after the live broadcast, I will play a video to explain."

After Fu Xing manipulated the character to kill an opponent, he sneered coldly: "Shi Jian Wushuang, wait for my apology? The sun is not as big as your face."

Shi Jian Wushuang is the male player who exposed Fu Xing on Weibo.

Meanwhile, in the quiet office.

"Buzz"

Lu Xinghan took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at his phone.

——The "Wu Que Que" you follow posted on Weibo~