Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

Wu Queque paused, looked up at Lu Xinghan in a daze, and then lowered her head after a long while.

"Oh, oh."

Lu Xinghan was jealous.

Wu Queque could hardly control the smile on the corner of her mouth, trying to pretend to be calm, but failed.

Lu Xinghan looked down at his crimson ear tips, his eyes were full of smiles.

Mingming often lays in his arms to rub and kiss, but sometimes his face is very red.

After Wu Queque ate all the dumplings, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Xinghan.

He stretched out his hand to take a look in his pocket, pinched his thumb and index finger interlacedly, made a gesture of heart, and quickly stuffed it into Lu Xinghan's hand.

"Give it to you."

Lu Xinghan held the hand he wanted to withdraw, "Didn't you give it to me?"

It seems to be oh.

Lu Xinghan's palm was dry and warm, Wu Queque hardly hesitated, and threw himself into his arms again.

"Give you all."

The two got bored for a while, and finally they separated when Wu Queque's cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

Wu Queque answered the phone, and the other side was silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly.

"It's me, An Wen."

Wu Queque subconsciously glanced at Lu Xinghan beside him, her tone was much colder.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

An Wen was silent again, and after about half a minute, she said softly, "I didn't do anything on Weibo."

Wu Queque responded, saying that she knew.

An Wen was silent for a while, then said in a very low voice, speaking very fast, "I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, before Wu Queque could speak, he hung up the phone.

An Wen held the hung up phone, and after a while, she let out a heavy breath and sat down on the bed.

She is in extremely complicated mood now.

In fact, she was aware of this matter, even if it wasn't her order, it still had something to do with the people behind her.

After all, they thought so before and did so.

After all, she owed Wu Queque the sorry.

But now she...

An Wen covered her eyes with her hands and sighed heavily.

Wu Queque saved her, and she was repaying her kindness.

Right, that is it.

The familiar phone rings again, especially prominent in the quiet room.An Wen picked up the phone, frowning tightly.

It's Anyuan's phone number.

"You're pretty good at it."

As soon as the phone was connected, An Yuan's idle voice came over, with complacency and slight irony in that voice

"Just like your mother, she has great means."

An Wen bit her lip, her face turned slightly pale, she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it in the end.

An Yuan didn't care whether she answered or not, and the voice came out of the receiver soon.

"I don't believe Lu Xinghan doesn't have any grudges in his heart when this incident breaks out."

An Wen frowned even deeper, with strong disgust in her eyes, "I'm tired, so I'll hang up first."

An Wen said, and hung up the phone first.

After the call interface exited, the agent's messages popped up one after another, all talking about their marketing process for the hot search.

An Wen glanced over, with a mocking smile on her face.She looked at herself in the mirror. Don't you already have guesses about the current result?

Although Lu Xinghan said that it is not suitable to make it public now, Wu Queque is still reluctant to wrong him.

So he didn't ask Wu Yue for his opinion for the first time, and he was going to post on Weibo first.

@吴野雀: We are just friends with An Wen, and there are already people who want to spend their lives together.

The accompanying picture shows two rings, the pair that Lu Xinghan bought when he proposed to him.

After posting on Weibo, Wu Queque sent a message to Wu Yue with a guilty conscience.

——I tweeted to clarify

After seeing the news, Wu Yue's heart skipped a beat. While clicking on Weibo, various emergency public relations policies had crossed his mind.

But after seeing Weibo, I breathed a sigh of relief.

--fine.

Wu Yue quit Weibo to reply to Wu Queque.

— This clarification is fine.

Wu Queque also heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let go of her worries.

He quietly walked to Lu Xinghan's side, and put the phone over.

"I just posted on Weibo, did you see it?"

Lu Xinghan set special attention for Wu Queque, so when Wu Queque was chatting with Wu Yue, he had already seen his new Weibo.

At this moment, seeing Wu Queque beside him, looking like he wanted to ask for praise but suppressed it, he couldn't help laughing.

He straightened his face, deliberately shook his head and said, "Not yet, wait a minute."

"Oh."

Wu Queque nodded, then picked up her phone and brushed Weibo aside.

At this moment, there are already hundreds of comments on his clarification Weibo.

The top few are unbelievable.

@兔崾崞: Am I really not mistaken?Is Queque public?Isn't April Fool's Day too early?

@大叔小林: Ahhhhhhh I don't believe it!Queque, mom doesn't allow you to find someone so early

@小猪脚under the light: The size of this ring is a bit interesting!

So far, there is no particularly strong resistance from the comments. Wu Queque is relieved and glances at the time, 5 minutes have passed.

He sneaked up to Lu Xinghan's side again, wanting to see if he was done with his work?

Lu Xinghan looked at the document without squinting, but secretly tightened his hand holding the pen, almost unable to control the desire to press the cute girl beside him into his arms and rub it hard.

"are you still busy?"

As soon as Lu Xinghan put down his pen, Wu Queque immediately asked.

Lu Xinghan put his arms around his shoulders and brought him into his arms.

"I saw it."

"I'm very happy."

Ok?

Wu Queque's eyes widened in surprise. He had been by Lu Xinghan's side just now, and he hadn't seen him looking at his phone. When did Lu Xinghan look at Weibo?

"You already knew?!"

Lu Xinghan lowered his head and kissed him on the tip of the ear, "Well, I'm very concerned."

Wu Queque was coaxed for a while, and she didn't remember what he deliberately pretended not to know before.

With a stern face, he said sternly and softly: "You won't be allowed to behave like this in the future."

Lu Xinghan responded.

Announcing a love affair is really not suitable for hanging in the top of the hot search.So after a while, Huan Le's public relations department removed it.Together with the previous fairy love entry, it disappeared from the hot search list.

After recording the variety show, Wu Queque had another week of free time.I promised my fans before that when I don't record variety shows, I will broadcast more.

So Wu Queque chose one night and started the live broadcast again.

The popularity in the live broadcast room is more prosperous than before. Within 10 minutes of the broadcast, there were more than 2 viewers.

However, affected by the public relationship, a large number of people swiped the screen in the live broadcast room to ask Wu Queque who is her lover?

So much that Wu Queque wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't.

"Well...you can't say it yet, I'll tell you all after a while."

Wu Queque held the ceramic kitten cup that Lu Xinghan gave him, and explained to the camera seriously.

"After a while, I will definitely tell everyone who it is."

Wu Queque said and raised three fingers, swearing to the sky.

"I'm going to chat with you in today's live broadcast."

Wu Queque, who has become proficient in using the Internet and has gradually become a surfing expert, thought for a second.

"Just the tree hole, everyone, send me a private message to tell me what you want to say."

As soon as the voice fell, little red dots appeared in the private mailbox.

Wu Queque clicked to look at the past one by one, and began to selectively share the news they sent with the audience in the live broadcast room.

There are funny anecdotes, jokes, or sad things...

Wu Queque clicked on one by one, watched carefully one by one, and suddenly got the joy of being an emotional radio anchor.

The live broadcast lasted for two hours and soon came to an end.

ten o'clock.

Wu Queque was about to close the private message and bid farewell to fans, but clicked on the latest private message.

The content of the private message is very simple, it is a dark, blurry photo.

Out of intuition, Wu Queque clicked to enlarge the photo.

The dark photo is a night scene with a bright spot at the top of the photo.

It looks like it was taken randomly from a high place.

What attracted Wu Queque's attention even more was the automatic time watermark at the bottom of the photo, showing that it was this evening, 3 minutes ago.

Wu Queque hurriedly sent a message.

——Hello, do you need any help?

The opposite side did not return.

Wu Queque frowned deeply, quickly downloaded the picture and sent it to Lu Xinghan.

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room saw Wu Queque's suddenly serious face, frowning tightly, and couldn't help but hold their breath, confused.

[Damn, what's going on? 】

【Did something happen? 】

【What did Queque see?Why is your expression so serious? 】

[Would it be that someone sent a scary photo to scare the bird? 】

【Queque, what can you see? 】

……

Wu Queque sent a few more private messages, and before waiting for an answer, she clicked on that person's homepage.

The nickname of the person who posted the photo was Full Stop, the avatar was blank, and there were very few relevant introductions. There was only one sentence in the personalized signature.

This world is really filthy, let's fall into hell together with me who is filthy.

"Is the fan with the nickname Period watching the live broadcast? Can you reply to my private message?"

Wu Queque asked questions in the live broadcast room.

[Fuck, what happened? 】

【A little bad feeling】

【Are you kidding me? 】

[Fuck, it’s not really what I think, is it? 】

……

Wu Queque waited for a while, but before receiving a reply, she repeated the question in the live broadcast room.

At the same time, on the top of a tall building, a scarred girl was sitting on the railing in a daze, her mobile phone turned on and the screen was on.

She saw those messages and heard what the anchor asked, but she didn't want to reply.

There is no need for a person like her to be saved.

If only three points were confirmed at the beginning, it has risen to six points now.

But with only one picture, he was helpless about the current situation.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Lu Xinghan sent him a message telling him that this person's IP address was in the western suburbs of the capital, so he contacted the local police to confirm the situation.

Wu Queque heaved a sigh of relief, and started looking for topics in a mess, chatting with that person.

"Is there a period?"

"Come back to me, I'll tell you a secret."

There was no movement in the private message.

Fans in the live broadcast room have keenly sensed that something is wrong, and began to call out periods in the live broadcast room.

[Is the period there? 】

[full stop where are you? 】

【There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome】

[Period, please don't do stupid things! 】

【You come to the world, you want to see the sun. 】

[It is now 10:05 in the evening, and in one hour and 55 minutes, it will be a new day]

……

When the girl sitting on the railing saw the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, she felt an extremely complicated feeling in her heart.

She knew that if this club didn't dance, it probably wouldn't.