The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

However, Wei Mingyu could see that the other party was not angry, and this gesture was just for the fans to see.

At this time, the live broadcast room was divided into two. On the left was the picture of Ye Se Zui Ren, and on the right was a beautiful female anchor who looked familiar. It seemed that they were playing PK online. Looking at the progress bar above, Ye Se Zui Ren was unable to beat the opponent.

Wei Mingyu glanced at the female anchor named Lu Jiang for a few more times before answering the call invitation that had already popped up on his phone. He calmly explained, "No matter how busy I am, I can't ignore Brother Ye. I just finished class and rushed online. Who knew that when I got online, I saw Brother Ye flirting with other sisters. It was a bad omen that Xiaoyu came."

This set of gossips made Zhong Zeye silent. He curled his lips and said, "Sister Xiaoyu is overthinking."

The comments were filled with laughter, and everyone was laughing at the host for getting caught.

Wei Mingyu ignored Ye Sezui's explanation and looked towards another live broadcast room.

Against the pink and white background wall, a girl with long hair and a cat-ear headdress is sitting on a gaming chair. She is wearing a set of clothes that looks like a cosplay game character. She has a sweet smile on her slightly round face and is making a heart shape with her hands above her head.

"Thank you guys on the list, please help Lu-chan~"

"Love you guys, muah~"

With this expression, this action and the coquettish tone, anyone who sees it will be confused, but it won't be enough to make the night look like a mess.

Wei Mingyu asked the fans with a hint of curiosity: "Fans in the live broadcast room, I would like to ask if Brother Ye owes the other party money. Why didn't he react at all when he was beaten like this?"

Hearing the girl's slightly curious voice, everyone in the live broadcast room turned off their microphones, and occasionally a few of them spoke hesitantly.

Fortunately, she found the answer she wanted.

"Uh, don't worry about this matter, sister-in-law."

"So Xiaoyu doesn't know who's on the other side?"

"It's hard to say this, I'm afraid you'll get angry if I tell you (I think I'm speaking softly: That's the dog anchor's ex-girlfriend)"

Zhong Zeye obviously also saw the bold font in the center of the screen. He pretended to be sweating and wiped his forehead, saying in surrender: "Sister Xiaoyu, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time."

"You won't dare next time? That means there will be a next time."

"Sister Xiaoyu, don't listen to that bastard's lies. He will only listen to you if you hang him on the wall!"

"I don't know how long Xiaoyu can hold on. You know, the anchor is very fickle."

Wei Mingyu listened to Ye Se Zui's slightly exaggerated plea for mercy, then looked at the comments in the live broadcast room and smiled silently.

Is this going to set her up to confront her ex-girlfriend? But she doesn't want to get involved. She doesn't like the script arranged today.

The girl put down her phone and rubbed her sore wrist with her white fingertips for a while. Then she got up and went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get a box of yogurt. She ate it slowly with a spoon before returning to her room.

At this time, the PK in the live broadcast room had already ended, and Ye Se Zui Ren naturally lost.

However, what people were discussing in the barrage was not this, but Yu Xiaoyu who had disappeared for more than ten minutes.

Wei Mingyu casually glanced at the barrage content before picking up the phone and pretending to be surprised: "Hey, did Brother Ye lose? What a pity. I just went out to get something, and thought that I was not important anyway, so I didn't tell Brother."

The sweet and soft voice was suppressed by the girl, and the subtle breath came through the microphone, as if she was whispering in the ear.

The man sitting on the dark blue live broadcast chair leaned back, his pink hair hanging down in a messy manner, slightly covering part of his eyebrows. His sparkling peach blossom eyes looked towards the camera from under the soft hair, with a hint of affection even without a smile.

His slender fingers like jade bamboo placed on the table moved slightly, and finally he couldn't help but touch his ears which were a little hot.

After Zhong Zeye put down his hand, he said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoyu, why do you think like this? You are the most important person right now."

Wei Mingyu rolled her eyes. The acting isn’t over yet, is it? He just wanted to drag her into this.

However, when I thought about how generous he usually was, my mentality immediately calmed down. Anyway, I had let out my anger, so I just let it go.

After consoling himself, Wei Mingyu snorted, "I'll forgive you this time."

The cute and slightly coquettish tone made the skin on the back of my head numb.

Fans who don’t know that they are a contracted couple are still making fake sweet comments in the barrage, and they are as happy as if it were New Year’s Day.

Zhong Zeye put his fist to his lips and cleared his throat to hide his discomfort. "Okay, there won't be a next time."

The two reconciled people started a sweet (crossed out) singing session about comradeship. I don’t know if it was because of the girl’s presence, but the fans didn’t let them off in the subsequent PKs, even when they met Lu-chan again.

Time passed by minute by minute. Wei Mingyu, who had been watching the time, said hello and left.

Not long after she left, Zhong Zeye also found an excuse to end the live broadcast early.

The fans who originally didn't want to let him go thought that he must be going to kneel on the keyboard. For the happiness of the CP they supported, they finally let him go with reluctance.

Wei Mingyu had just changed into pajamas and lay down on the soft bed when the intoxicating night transfer message came.

She came online late today, but she actually came online more than yesterday. I couldn't help but question it.

"Night Drunk: Sorry, I didn't expect to meet Lu-chan today. This is part of my compensation."

Zhong Zeye was still sitting on the live broadcast chair that he had specially customized. His expression was calm, but his eyes were always on the mobile phone in front of him.

After a while, the other party sent a message.

"Yu Xiaoyu: I understand. It's about maximizing interest. Tell me in advance next time. I can cooperate."

After reading the message word by word, he frowned subconsciously, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind came to a halt.

They agreed to be a fake couple for three months, but... doesn't she have any ideas at all?

Zhong Zeye looked at the chat page quietly for a while, then sent a "OK".

Wei Mingyu didn't have the ability to guess the other party's complex psychological activities from a simple word. After seeing the reply, she said good night and closed her eyes to sleep.

There were classes in the morning again the next day, and this time Wei Mingyu learned his lesson and remembered to set the alarm.

Just like yesterday, she slightly modified her appearance and skin color to make herself look not much different from before, then she picked up her books and walked towards the school.

The beautiful girl was stopped as she walked along the tree-lined road. The seniors and juniors who were watching her secretly slowed down their pace, thinking in their hearts that they would rush over to protect their goddess if necessary.

"Are you alright?"

Wei Mingyu was holding a book with a calm expression. Her light blue floral dress danced in the wind, and her snow-white and delicate calves were faintly visible under the skirt.

The boy who stretched out his arms to block the way was Li Chengxin. He originally wanted to ask the girl if she was the one who made trouble in class yesterday, but when he saw her pretty and fair face, he was stuck for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wei Mingyu walked around and headed towards the classroom.

When Li Chengxin came to his senses and wanted to catch up, there were somehow more students on the road, so he lost track of them.