God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 68 The host's character design collapsed again (16)

Still shooting a video?

Is that a serious video?
Xie Qishen might be mad at her sooner or later.

"Qianqian really won't delete it?"

The fingertips that fell on the edge of the bright red skirt were like jade, matching the little girl's white and smooth calves, and every time they went up, they felt a numb itching.

The hem of the skirt was lifted up slightly, and the skinny hand slid in like a snake.

Qian Lai opened her eyes slightly.

"No...delete..." She bit her lips tightly, her eyes were covered with mist, like the sea light fading after the rain.

Seeing her moist and attractive appearance, Xie Qishen really didn't want to be human, and a storm was brewing in his eyes.

Two villains do ideological struggle.

"Qianqian looks like this, isn't she really trying to seduce me?"

After speaking, he withdrew his hand and leaned over to kiss her.

Only when I really kissed the lips that I had longed for, can I control myself. This is a kiss without any lust.

Contains thoughts of thousands of years.

Qianqian, I miss you.

Really Want.

...

The video was not deleted in the end, and Qian Lai returned to Xie Qishen's house flushed from the kiss, and suddenly remembered that she didn't push him away this time.

I was really stunned.

She turned on the live broadcast.

[I swear this is the live broadcaster with the longest lifespan I have ever seen, and Jia Teng is still alive after offending Jia Teng. 】

[Not only is he alive, but the clothes he wears every day are more expensive than each other. 】

[Bao, just tell me, when will the contract be officially announced? 】

[Tsk, I'm just a fan without brains, so what else can I prove?It's nothing more than selling yourself to so-and-so, how much I want to. 】

In the past few days, Qian Lai has played gags in live broadcasts, is too lazy to talk about celebrities, does not sing or dance, is completely chattering, or interacts with barrage, and the house management is not good.

She looked intently.

"No, moving in the past few days, Jiateng is not as scary as you said, don't worry, I am living well in Jiateng..."

Not only that, but he also directly returned to the elders of Jiateng to live.

"I'll say it again, the clothes I wear are all bought by my family... I didn't sell myself, and I won't sell it to you. You can't afford the bully price."

As soon as Qian Lai's que was played, the familiar special effect came again.

Jia Teng Xie Qishen: [How much can I afford? 】

This afternoon, he showed Qian Lai the new contract, which was very different from the first one the original owner had seen.

If the previous contract was a prostitution contract, this one was purely based on Qian Lai's interests, as if someone deliberately drafted it one by one.

For example, the live broadcast income is [-] points, and she is [-] points.

After seeing this, Qian Lai was dumbfounded.

The key point Xie Qishen also explained: "This 'one' is the pocket money that Qianqian left for me. Don't worry, I will never use the money to support others."

And the basic salary, 200 million...

I'm afraid that others don't know what it means.

Qian Lai swears that no anchor in China has such a high annual salary, let alone other advertising endorsements.

Anyway, at the end of the day, the contract is no longer like a prostitution contract, but more like a marriage contract.

Even the stamp on it is Xie Qishen's personal stamp...

[Ah, thank you, Dad, for coming again! ! 】

[No, hold on!Our treasures are not sold for how much money!Thank you, Dad, just give up! 】

[Isn't it what the fans are excited about?The py transactions inside are almost overflowing, are you really blind? 】

[Heh, this kind of anchor won't be banned. I also convinced those high-level leaders in Jiateng. The capital is the best. 】

Jia Teng Xie Qishen: [Give me the position of the house manager. 】

The three question marks above Qian Lai's head are bolded.

She turned her head and glanced at the man sitting on the bed wiping his hair while playing with his mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)