Is the little brother a sniper? [E-sports]

[Fuck! ! !Am I wrong? ! 】

【God Lu! ! !Did you finally remember your live account? ! 】

[Ah ah ah!Is this a late night live stream? !God Lu is going live! ! ! 】

[My God, I can still watch Lu Shen live broadcast in my lifetime, woo woo woo, I'm satisfied. 】

[Ah, I'm going to the group and Chaohua to inform you that the sisters are going crazy, okay!It's rare for Lu Shen to broadcast live once, so stand up for me! 】

The manager of the live broadcast room was also taken aback. Why did Lu Rong suddenly broadcast live?Hastily boarded the computer to maintain order.

Lu Wei's late-night live broadcast attracted a large number of people to watch, and the number of viewers exceeded several million in just a few minutes.

The number of people is still rising, and it is rare for Lu Rong to live broadcast once a year, because he is not short of money or popularity, powerful, and has a lot of money behind him, so he doesn't need to run a personal business, he just needs to play well.

Although he only broadcasts live once or twice a year, his fans in the live broadcast room continue to increase, and he is a "top stream" that many stars in the entertainment industry cannot match.

After a while, he was on the hot one of his live broadcast platform. Not only many fans, but also many anchors who were live broadcasting directly broadcast his live broadcast.

[No, why is there no picture in Lu Shen's live broadcast? 】

[That's right, it's clearly showing that the camera is turned on. 】

[The camera seems to be facing the wall?It's too dark to see clearly. 】

[Why is no one talking?There is no picture, and this is the first time I have come to such a quiet live broadcast room?Lu Shen couldn't have touched it by mistake, right? 】

Xi Bai squinted his eyes, and found that his handsome face that was so handsome did not appear on the screen, he was dissatisfied.

I looked for the camera in a daze, but my drunk head really couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north. I posed a "yeah" to the suspected camera, but found that there was still nothing on the screen.

Xi Bai frowned, staring solemnly at the black thing that looked like a camera, with the words clearly written on his face, I'm so handsome, why can't you take a picture of me? !

He was leaning on the gaming chair with his chest folded, a pair of hooked fox eyes, black and bright, staring at it, with the courage to kill you with my eyes if you don't show up in the picture again.

Lu Rong stood behind him, watching him staring at a cup in a daze, and couldn't help laughing.

Looking at it again, the aggrieved camera is facing the wall, facing the wall and thinking about it.

Hearing the laughter, Xi Bai was obviously stunned for a moment, but his movements were a bit slow because of the alcohol, and it took him a while to turn around and look for someone.

Lu Rong's hair was still dripping with water, and the loose collar of his pajamas exposed the mole on his neck, and the cold color was dotted with a hint of heavy color.

Xi Bai licked his lower lip and said, "Lu Rong."

The ending was hooked, and it was so soft that Lu Zhi's originally clear eyes were instantly shattered.

【Um?Why doesn't it seem like God Lu's voice? 】

【Hmm, it's not my Lushen's voice, but this voice is a bit familiar. 】

[Hiss, this, this, isn't it the voice of my supernatural anchor? ! 】

[Is the voice of my supernatural anchor so soft? ! 】

[I swear in the name of an "iron fan", this is the voice of my supernatural anchor! 】

【so?What is the situation now? 】

Lu Wei: "What are you doing?"

Xi Bai blinked, "Live broadcast, I want to make money, otherwise how can I support..."

He seemed a little embarrassed to say it, and muttered in unison, making it difficult for people to hear what he wanted to support.

Xi Bai suddenly realized that he pulled the corner of Lu Rong's clothes, as if seeing his own lord, pointed at the camera, and complained in disbelief: "Lu Rong, it can't even capture my handsome face." , is too bullying!"

Lu Rong hung up the towel in his hand and walked slowly to his side, "Oh? Really? Let me take a look."

He bent down, operated the computer with the mouse, and moved the mouse over the words "close the live broadcast room".

Xi Bai said that when he was drunk, he still had a trace of instinct. Seeing Lu Zhi's movements, his eyes widened a little, and he pulled his hand over, "What are you doing?"

"It can't be turned off, I want to broadcast live."

He said softly, Lu Wei sighed lightly, and pointed to the name of the live broadcast room with his white fingers, with a helpless and doting tone: "This is my number."

Xi Bai made a distinction, frowned and thought for a while, then said "Oh", "Really."

I thought I could turn off the live broadcast room this time.

Unexpectedly, he got up and gave up his seat, and pushed Lu Rong into his seat by the way, "Return your live broadcast room, no wonder the camera is so disobedient."

Lu Wei: "..."

"You can't turn off the live broadcast." Xi Bai was particularly obsessed with the live broadcast today, and he didn't know why.

But a normal person cannot understand what a drunk is thinking.

"Forget it, I'll live broadcast with you." Xi Bai gave him a defensive look, fearing that he would turn off the live broadcast the next moment.

He glanced at the seat, the gaming chair was only that big, if he sat alone, he would have no seat.

Xi Bai blinked, and sat on Lu Zhi's lap, his fox eyes were slightly red, and his red lips parted slightly, "Can I sit?"