If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

Almost reflexively, Song Ningyi suddenly raised his head to find out, but before he could see the side clearly, a force of gravity suddenly fell on his head.

"Don't raise your head." Gulu on the side warned in a low voice.

Song Ningyi hates it, wishing to smuggle this Gulu to Xiaowang, a fryer on the [-]th floor, because in his subconscious mind, people with good hands and feet are not bad in appearance, but Jue Sefang is right in front of him but he won't let it go. Look, Yan Gou expressed his embarrassment.

"My lord, I heard that you are coming today. We specially asked someone to prepare a delicacy for you. Why don't you go up with me and have a look?" The little Hades hunched over, with a sleek and sophisticated face that was different from his posture.

"Yeah." With the word "hmm" lightly, Song Ningyi got high.

Those beautiful feet moved forward gracefully, followed by a dozen or so Gulu whose faces could not be seen, but Gulu's face didn't matter.

After Pluto and Little Hades entered the elevator together, the staff of the underworld breathed a long sigh of relief, their tense muscles instantly relaxed, and they fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, it's too scary. I almost screamed. I can't breathe because of this aura." A hanged man with a long tongue kept patting his chest to relieve his tension.

"Have you seen the real face of Pluto?" Song Ningyi asked curiously.

The little ghosts shook their heads like rattles: "Don't dare to look, the last person who saw his true face is said to have disappeared without anyone noticing."

Even though Song Ningyi is good as a dog, there are still principles. Even a fairy face like this kind of eccentric pervert can't like it. In an instant, the 100 favorability degree brought to him by Pluto's feet suddenly fell below negative. value.

Sam Sam went back to the rental house, turned on the computer, and turned to the live broadcast room, which is the best live broadcast platform.

Chu Qiao is on the air!

The slender and shiny hands are still on the screen. Song Ningyi can't help but sigh how there are such beautiful hands in the world. Do you wash your hands with milk every day?

The screen kept scrolling in the live broadcast room, all expressing his miss for Chu Qiao.

Barrage reminder: The anchor "Song Ningyi" has entered the live broadcast room, welcome with flowers~

So embarrassing, can this reminder be canceled?

[Farmer's Three Punches]: "Hehehe, Qiaoqiao is still at the top of the list, are you angry?"

Song Ningyi's heart: Don't be angry, we are number one in the world~

[Chu Qiao's Girlfriend Fan]: "Suddenly found out the time of Yiyi's live broadcast, woo woo, I'm so confused, which one should I watch?"

The hand on the screen paused, put down the book, and placed her slender fingers on the table. Chu Qiao asked softly:

"Do you want Lianmai?"

The bullet screen instantly climaxed collectively: "Aww! PK! I want to watch PK!"

Song Ningyi suppressed the joy in his heart, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and tremblingly played a series of barrages:

"I won't show my ugliness anymore, I just came to see the anchor."

By the way, in my heart: Qiaoqiao wants to connect with me, no matter what the method is, the appearance of the intersection is the beginning of a beautiful love!

Although I got a glimpse of Qiaoqiao, the joy has not dissipated for a long time, but as a professional anchor, I still have to do what I should do at the end of the day.

Reluctantly looking at the beautiful hands again, she exited the live broadcast room and opened her own live broadcast room——

Manually title:

【What kind of Nyonya cake did Pluto eat just now? 】

As soon as the signal was connected, a large number of spectators rushed in. Seeing this title, all the ghosts were moved to tears:

"He ate it, he ate it! The closest I've ever been to Pluto was when we both tasted delicious food from the world!"

I have only made Nyonya Cake once, and it is even more handy when I make it again. Song Ningyi skillfully mixes the pandan leaf juice while chatting with the audience.

[Hell's Angel Wang Baoqiang]: "Speaking of which, has the anchor seen the true face of Pluto?"

Song Ningyi smiled: "No, I'm not qualified yet"

[Fairy Bang Bang Xing]: "Yi, Yi Yi, what is Nyonya Cake? What a strange name."

"Nyonya cake is a kind of pastry in Southeast Asia. In the [-]th century, the Chinese migrated to Malacca to intermarry with the people there. Women are called Nyonya. My great-grandmother is an authentic Nyonya. She passed on the craftsmanship to my grandma. When I was young, it was New Year's Eve I am especially looking forward to grandma’s Nyonya cake.”

Song Ningyi raised her head and smiled gently at the camera:

"In fact, sometimes it is not because of its own taste that one loves a certain food. There are countless seasonings in the human world, which can make any taste you want, and more is to place some kind of emotion on this food. Come on, let’s borrow things to think about others.”

[His Royal Highness Yama is unparalleled in the world]: "Send a space station, your favorite cutie will arrive at the battlefield in ten seconds, open the door."

Perhaps because the word "Pluto" appeared in the title, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared like a storm today, reaching the highest number since the broadcast began.

Because all the ghosts want to know what the Nyonya Cake that Hades tasted tasted like.

The crystal clear, soft, waxy and sweet diamond-shaped mixed-color Nyonya cakes are neatly stacked on a wooden plate, dotted with a little mint leaf, which does not look like food, but more like a work of art.

[Chu Qiao's girlfriend fan]: "I'm here to provoke you! I caught up with him, and let out a growl that I want to eat."

Song Ningyi soaked the butterfly pea flower in water, and the light purple color slowly dispersed in the water like falling smoke. Squeeze a little lemon juice, put ice cubes in it, and pour Sprite into it with a spoon as the medium. The butterfly pea flower soaked in water and Sprite layered in an instant, and the air-conditioning was lingering, like a fairyland.

"Nyonya Cake can be refrigerated and eaten. In the hot summer, it can be paired with a cold drink. Are you sure you don't want to follow the anchor to get more food information?"

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room at this time: 1.8

Number of fans added: 888

"Today's gourmet live broadcast is over here. Today, we will continue to draw five lucky cuties from the fans who commented to give away a nine-layer Nyonya cake of 'the strongest drawing on the surface of the earth'. Finally, please pay attention~"

As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room boiled instantly like boiling water, and the door slammed and clanged in response to the scene. The impatient posture made it clear that it was a certain child surnamed Yan.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Ningyi opened the door, he was almost knocked into the air again. Fortunately, he dodged quickly this time to avoid suffering.

The little Hades rushed in like a hurricane, grabbed the Nyonya cake and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks instantly resembled a hamster, and he yelled indistinctly, "Mine! It's all mine!"

"This stuff is not easy to digest, don't eat too much." Song Ningyi raised her hand to get the remaining Nyonya cake.

"hiss--"

As soon as the hand was stretched out, it was immediately retracted with interest.

Little Hades was protecting the cake with both hands, baring his two small teeth, and a threatening sound of "hissing" came from his mouth, like a vicious dog protecting food.

Song Ningyi took two steps back: "What's yours is yours."

She said it was distasteful, but it was a very happy thing for the food she made with her own hands to be liked by others. Song Ningyi simply sat next to the little Hades and admired his reincarnation as a hungry ghost.

"By the way, did Pluto say anything after eating the Nyonya cake?"

Little Hades finally emptied his mouth from the cake, and rapped in a hurry: "I ate it if he didn't eat it."

With a sound of "bang dang", a huge boulder fell from the sky and smashed Song Ningyi in a mess.

Just now in the live broadcast room, he boasted that Pluto was full of praise after eating it, but the emotional person didn't eat a bite? !Has he been promoted to the headline party?

"Why doesn't he eat it?" Song Ningyi grabbed the little Hades and wanted to ask carefully.

"I said I didn't want to eat, but I looked like I had no appetite."

There was another thunderbolt, crackling right in the forehead.

He... said... had no... appetite.

The miserable BGM of "Snowflakes Fluttering and North Wind Howling" seemed to ring in my ears.

Song Ningyi felt that she could still save her life.

"Well, I want to ask, is the highest management of the underworld... the king of the underworld? The one with the Huang V certification."

"No." Little Hades denied it.

"Then I'm relieved." Song Ningyi imitated the Gulus and let out a sigh of relief, patting her fragile heart.

"Blue V, I don't remember having a yellow V certification."

"You fucking...is there any difference?"

In other words, the guy who sent me "emmmm" yesterday was Pluto, and he was also an old fritter who lingered in the live broadcast room all year round. Didn't he already notice my live broadcast tonight?

Sure enough, if people are unlucky, they can hit their heels when they fart, and they are crushed into meat by heavy trucks for no reason. Not to mention, they brazenly said in the live broadcast room that Pluto praised his pastries, but they didn't eat them at all, and even looked at them without appetite. .

Now I can only pray that Pluto didn't watch the live broadcast just now on the way home.

"Ding—" the phone rang suddenly.

Song Ningyi took out her phone and turned it on, only to find that there was a small red dot on the Sanzhi app.

A bad premonition arises spontaneously.

Sure enough, when I turned on the phone, I saw that in the private message column of the APP, [Mao Wei Shang] sent a private message again.

[emmmm[huh? ]]

Song Ningyi: Fall!Do you dare to put it another way!

Song Ningyi replied with a smiling emoji, hoping he can understand, the subtext of the "smiling" emoji in the world is to say:

"SB."

After waiting for a long time, the other party did not reply to the message.

Song Ningyi closed the private message, chased away Little Hades, opened the Sanzhi live broadcast and registered a new account, entered the nickname [Qiaoqiao come to my bowl], and then entered Chuqiao's live broadcast room.

It's ok, ok, it hasn't been broadcast yet.

Song Ningyi immediately converted part of the gifts received in the past two days into cash, and swiped ten small rockets with great pride.

The barrage flew over immediately: [Qiaoqiao come to my bowl] send out a small rocket × 10

At this time, a silver gradient suddenly drilled out of the door on the side of the screen, flicked its big furry tail, and jumped onto the bed instantly with a soft "meow".

Those beautiful hands put down the book, scooped up the silver layer and placed it in their arms, gently stroking Mimi's chin with their thin white fingers.

Mimi let out a pleasant sound of "snoring and snoring", her round face kept rubbing back and forth against Bai Nen's palm.

This time, not only the barrage, Song Ningyi also climaxed.

Why am I not a cat?

[The Summer Kikujiro Didn't Survive]: "Is Qiaoqiao still short of pets? I'm going to take dry food and go on the road."

[Chu Qiao's girlfriend fan]: "This cat looks like Yiyi next door, so it could be Yiyi, my strange brain hole 2333"

Unexpectedly, a ghost mentioned his name?

As soon as this remark came out, the house manager immediately jumped out and said righteously: "Don't mention other anchors in the live broadcast room, thank you, and once again, you will be banned directly."

The hand touching the cat on the screen paused, and then a magnetic voice came from the speaker:

"Who is Yiyi?"

[Room Management]: "It's the host who is a delicious food in the world, and even came to your live broadcast room, hhhh I didn't expect Qiaoqiao to follow KY."

Song Ningyi immediately became vigilant, her eyes fixed on the screen, since someone mentioned herself, of course she wanted to know what kind of image she was in Chu Qiao's eyes.

But Chu Qiao just said "Oh" and didn't continue.

A little lost.

Compared to the incomprehensible "Oh", even if Chu Qiao said "I think he needs to improve", it would make people happy, at least he really noticed himself.

"Speaking of which, it's really a bit similar."

Chu Qiao suddenly said this again.

Song Ningyi:! ! !

"They all have round eyes, small ones..." Chu Qiao's fingers slowly slid down, and her shiny fingertips lightly touched the small pink nose with silver gradient, "Small nose."

He knows what he looks like, he has actually watched his live broadcast!There are no regrets in life, more than 1000 rabbit heads are not in vain. Although they died early, they met Chu Qiao here~

[Qiaoqiao come to my bowl] Free hell ticket × 100

[Chu Qiao's Girlfriend Fan]: "I'll die without regrets, the 'Looking forward' CP sucked me up to the sky."

[Reminder from housing management]: "Chu Qiao's girlfriend fan" was banned for one day.

"Then it's not too early, everyone, let's start the broadcast today. Welcome to chat in my live broadcast room at the same time tomorrow."

In the midst of tearful and flower-spreading, Chu Qiao is honored to broadcast, and today is another day to dominate the list.

Song Ningyi also took a shower contentedly and lay down on the bed——

When I was in the world, I was fair and cute since I was a child. Maybe I inherited the super good looks of my parents. I was enthusiastically sought after by many people from the age when I first fell in love. Yi just looked at it, and there was no fluctuation in her heart, and she even wanted to laugh a little.

Although the face is good, but the nails are full of filth, so he has no feeling for them at all, which makes him almost feel that he is a chiropractic, just when he thinks that he will probably not like anyone in this life.

Chu Qiao wore a colorful battle suit and stepped on colorful auspicious clouds to break into her heart like a god descending from the earth.

Then it got out of hand.

Although I don't know what he looks like, I can't help but be attracted by his gentle and elegant temperament through the screen. If Wen Runruyu has a name, it might be Chu Qiao.

Great, we have the theme for tomorrow's live broadcast.

Song Ningyi slowly became sleepy, blinked her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep——

"A rustling--"

Um?what sound.

Song Ningyi didn't know how long he had slept. He was already lightly asleep, but when he heard a strange sound, he opened his eyes instantly.

"Meow--" a faint meow came from the haze.

At the same time, a fluffy feeling suddenly appeared in the bed, scratching back and forth on the chest.

Whose family's meow came here?

Song Ningyi immediately lifted the quilt, a fluffy round head came out of the quilt, shaking her small ears, resting her front feet on her chest, squinting her eyes and shaking her hair comfortably, her pink mouth gradually moved up .

This cat!It looks so familiar, it seems to be the big Siberian cat on the profile picture of Chu Qiao's live broadcast, it is as big as a medium-sized dog, and its tail is raised high like a feather duster.

"Whose cub are you, how did you come in?" Song Ningyi raised his hand to pick up the cat, but suddenly felt his hand sink.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light lit up, rendering the dark night like day——

Young birthday!The cat has turned into a human!

The lean and slender body was pressed against him, and the long silver hair drooped down, scratching his face itchyly.

Song Ningyi's eyes widened in shock, and when he wanted to see what the prodigal son was talking about, he stretched out a hand to cover his eyes.

His eyes fell into the endless darkness, that hand, white and shiny, with a clean and tender palm, with a faint fragrance, brought himself into the quiet darkness.