Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

Do you still need to discuss this matter with Lu Xinghan?

Wu Queque was puzzled.

"Mr. Lu."

"I want to be sworn brothers with a fan."

"Ah."

Wu Queque looked and looked, but did not see any change in Lu Xinghan's expression.

If there is no objection, it should be possible.

Wu Queque typed back to Wu Yue.

Wu Queque: Mr. Lu has no objection

Wu Yue paused, suspecting that his thoughts were dirty.

Maybe they really just want a younger brother.

After all, Queque is obedient and cute, and she looks pretty.

Sister Yue: Since Boss Lu doesn't object, it's fine

Wu Queque replied with an emoji of Maomao nodding, and then switched back to the interface of chatting with the boss.

Since the boss treats him as his younger brother, he also treats the boss as his elder brother.

Wu Queque seriously changed the note to Big Brother, and decided to make some spiritual blessings for Big Brother to keep him safe.

Wu Queque: Brother, I will send you some presents in a while.

big brother?

Lu Xinghan stared at his message and read it several times, feeling that the development of the matter was different from what he vaguely expected.

But I can't tell the specifics.

Big brother... big brother.

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed, and soon it was the penultimate day of the first round of live broadcast.

evening.

While eating, Wu Queque couldn't help looking at Lu Xinghan.

He will be doing a joint live broadcast with Ji Chacha tomorrow, so he can't come to the company.

The seven-day dangerous period brought about by the bloodstains has already passed.Except for the spiritual power pull line that came once before, there was no movement behind.It seemed that the monster hiding in the dark did not exist.

But maybe it was because the food on the top floor was so delicious, Wu Queque was always reluctant to leave, and stayed in Lu Xinghan's office all day as usual.

Lu Xinghan also didn't ask anything, exactly the same as before.

Except that I like to take him to watch youth pain dramas at night.

In fact, Wu Queque had no interest in that at all, but Lu Xinghan couldn't help liking it.

"land……"

Just as Wu Queque uttered a syllable, she swallowed the words that followed.

"how?"

Wu Queque shook her head and took a bite of the meatball.

I don't seem to be quite right.

Obviously it wasn't like this before.

Lu Xinghan's eyes darkened, and the words he wanted to ask circled around in his mind, but in the end he didn't ask.

What's bothering the little tits?

Until the end of dinner, when we parted from Lu Xinghan, Wu Queque was unable to say anything.

"Seven minutes and 16 seconds."

Lu Xinghan caught the little tit that threw himself into his arms, and murmured softly.

Almost 3 minutes slower than usual.

Since this afternoon, the little tit has been distracted frequently, especially during dinner.

During the half-hour dinner time, he lost his mind a total of twelve times.

Lu Xinghan gently combed the feathers of the little tit in his arms, and his heart gradually became restless.

Wu Queque thought about it all night, and in the early morning, when Lu Xinghan woke up, he finally figured out why he couldn't say it.

Because he couldn't bear Lu Xinghan.

In the beginning, it was because he wanted to protect Lu Xinghan, so Wu Queque ran to the top office every day with peace of mind.Later, after the seven-day dangerous period was over, he continued to stay by Lu Xinghan's side again out of habit.

But now, habits are also to be broken.

Wu Queque was reluctant to part with Lu Xinghan, but couldn't find a reason to stay with him any longer.

He seemed to be too dependent on Lu Xinghan.

Wu Queque flapped her little wings, and when she heard Lu Xinghan's footsteps, she immediately pretended to be asleep.

How can a monster be so dependent on humans?

Why is a monster so dependent on humans?

Wu Queque felt his head was covered with a layer of paste, and he couldn't understand anything.

forget about it.

Wu Queque gave up on herself, and decided with a little evasion.

Maybe later it will be fine.

Lu Xinghan looked at the little tit for a while, then left the room with light steps.

"The little tit is gone?"

He Feng asked in surprise as he didn't see the familiar little figure.

Lu Xinghan glanced at him expressionlessly, but didn't speak.

Wu Queque listened to the sound of the car gradually going away, and it took a long time before she wandered away from the villa.

ten in the morning.

Wu Queque lay on the bed in the dormitory and confirmed with Wu Yue about the joint live broadcast.

"In dormitory?"

Before ending the call, Wu Yue suddenly asked.

"Ah."

Wu Yue couldn't help laughing when he heard his weak voice.

As expected, the young lovers now would not be able to part for even a moment, no matter who they were, they couldn't be exempt.

Colleagues who came back from the top floor this morning all said that Mr. Lu was in an extremely bad mood today.

The plan schedules submitted were all pointed out to be a bunch of mistakes, and they were sent back mercilessly.

The key point is that the mistakes that have been pointed out are still difficult to refute.

The head of the planning department, a 1.8-meter man, was forced to cry when he left the office when Mr. Lu said he doubted himself.

When Wu Yue passed by his office, he was still changing the plan while wiping tears.

"It's still early, do you want to call Mr. Lu?"

Wu Yue decided to save his colleague.

Call Lu Xinghan...

Wu Queque's heart moved, and after hanging up the phone, she dialed Lu Xinghan's number stored in her mobile phone.

"Buzz"

In the quiet office, the phone vibrated suddenly.

The head of the planning department, who was tense all over his body, trembled, and subconsciously touched his pocket, only to realize that he didn't bring his mobile phone.

The head of the planning department subconsciously looked up at Lu Xinghan, but was surprised to find that Mr. Lu's frown had loosened.

"Hold on."

Lu Xinghan put down the plan, got up and went to the window to answer the phone.

Wu Queque dialed the phone, regretted it after waiting for a few seconds, and was still hesitating whether to hang up or not.

A familiar voice came over.

"Finch"

"Ah."

Wu Queque responded, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt in her heart.

"Mr. Lu, I'm going to live broadcast with Ji Cha today, so I won't go there."

Not hiding from myself.

Lu Xinghan's heart relaxed.

"Ah."

After the voice fell, both sides fell silent.

Wu Queque grabbed the rabbit ears on the pocket of her clothes and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, but she was not willing to hang up the phone just like that.

It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that there is only a moment.

The surroundings were so quiet that one could hear the breathing of the other party.

"Boss Lu—"

"Come over this afternoon?"

Wu Queque's eyes lit up, and the hand that was holding the rabbit's ears tightened suddenly.

"Come here!" he blurted out.

If Wu Queque had ears on the top of her head, the ears that had been drooping all morning would definitely stand up in a second of excitement.

Lu Xinghan couldn't help curling his lips, "See you this afternoon."

"See you in the afternoon~"

"continue."

Lu Xinghan picked up the plan again.

A few minutes later, the head of the planning department came out of the office, weeping with joy.

After Wu Queque hung up the phone, she immediately prepared the suit she was going to wear in the afternoon and went to Ji Chacha's dormitory.

This joint live broadcast was held in Ji Cha Cha's dormitory. The live broadcast lasted two and a half hours and was divided into three parts: Ji Cha cooking, two people eating, and Wu Que Que singing.

11:30 noon.

"Hi everyone~"

Wu Queque greeted the camera.

【The live broadcast of Queque was half an hour early today】

【Good afternoon bird】

【This perspective, this background...】

Seeing that someone had vaguely guessed the reason for the anomaly on the screen, Wu Queque didn't hold back, and said directly: "Today is the surprise I mentioned to you before."

"I want to broadcast live with my good friend Ji Chacha, a food blogger who makes super delicious desserts~"

【Wow】

【Joint live broadcast】

【expect】

"Did you hear the sound? Actually, I've already smelled the aroma. Ji Chacha is cooking in the kitchen."

Wu Queque pressed the remote control command, and the camera that automatically captured the figure moved to the kitchen with him.

On the other side, Ji Chacha's live broadcast room.

[Ji Chacha's live broadcast is so early today]

【Ji Chacha, something is wrong with you】

[Wooooow I'm hungry]

Ji Cha kept chopping vegetables, raised his eyes to look at the camera and said, "Today is a joint live broadcast with Queque, so it will be at noon earlier."

"He should be here soon."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Queque's voice came.

"Ji Cha Cha~"

Ji Cha laughed and turned to look at him.

"Ji Chacha, let me help you."

Wu Queque leaned over excitedly.

Ji Cha didn't refuse, and handed him the fruit and vegetable basket.

"Go wash the tomatoes."

It was the first time for Wu Queque to come into contact with these, and stood by the sink washing tomatoes seriously.

There seems to be nothing to wash the smooth red skin, Wu Queque rinsed it with water three times, and then began to carefully clean the stalks of the tomatoes.

【Ah...this...】

【The truth is out】

【A sparrow is a kitchen waste】

Ji Cha turned around by chance and couldn't help being surprised when he saw Wu Queque who was still washing a few tomatoes carefully.

"Not yet?"

Ji Cha said as he took a few steps forward to approach him.

"..."

"how?"

Wu Queque found that he suddenly stopped talking.

Ji Cha rubbed his forehead, "It doesn't need to be washed so carefully, the stalks of the tomatoes will have to be cut off."

Wu Queque:!

【Hahahahahaha】

[Look at Queque's shocked and bewildered expression]

【Hahahaha I am so happy】

【Kitchen Waste Stone Hammer】

Ji Cha coughed lightly, turned his face away, and covered the unkind smile on his face.

Wu Queque's face turned red after realizing it.

"Then, that's done."

Wu Queque quickly drained the water and handed it to Ji Cha.

"Hmm... are you still washing?"

Ji Cha took the fruit and vegetable basket with an uncontrollable smile in his voice.

Wu Queque paused and nodded vigorously.

Get up wherever you fall.

"Hey, broccoli, cut into small pieces with scissors, and soak in salt water."

Ji Cha handed over two more broccoli plants.

Wu Queque took the broccoli and scissors, sat on the small kitchen stool, ready to go.

First cut into small pieces...

How big is the nub?

He died before leaving the teacher, the first step, Wu Queque was in trouble.

[Queque: The old man in the subway looks at the mobile phone JPG]

【Hahahahahaha】

【Come to my house, I will teach you how to wash broccoli】

[This is the first time I entered the kitchen, no doubt]

Lu Xinghan looked at Wu Queque, who was worried about cleaning the broccoli, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Small tits don't do these very normal.

Thinking of landing, Xinghan paused, recalling the little tit's enthusiasm for food, lightly touching the table with his fingertips.

Maybe he could check out a cooking tutorial...

One cannot fall twice in the same place.

Neither can demons.

Wu Queque stared at the broccoli for more than a dozen seconds, thinking, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He quietly turned his back and took out the mobile phone in his pocket thoughtfully.

Baidu: The process of cleaning broccoli

Before clicking search, Wu Queque added three words in the search bar.

With pictures.