Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

When Xu Youxing returned home and before he even opened the door, his grandfather was standing at the door in a wheelchair, staring at him with his old and sharp eyes.

Seeing that the clothes he was wearing were not something he could afford to wear, and there were faint marks on his neck, the old man frowned even deeper and his expression became more serious.

"You haven't been home these two days, where have you been?"

Xu Youxing came in and closed the door.

“Delivering food.”

"Where's the car?"

"Give it away."

The old man suddenly hit Xu Youxing's back with the cane when he was changing shoes with his back to him. Xu Youxing frowned deeply, but fortunately he was used to it and didn't feel much pain.

"Who kissed you? Who gave you the guts to make this kind of dirty money?"

Xu Youxing was hit twice on the back. He frowned but didn't resist. He just turned around and smiled when the old man said this. "Is it dirty? I slept with him for two nights and he gave me 100,000 yuan. I can't earn that much even if I work hard for several months. What qualifications do you, an old man who relies on my money, have to blame me? It's better for me to go out and sleep with others than to be remembered by you."

Xu Youxing's smile was dazzling, revealing a morbid darkness. The old man was so upset that he hit Xu Youxing with the stick again and again, as if this could dispel his dirty thoughts that might be discovered by others.

Xu Youxing just stood there and let him hit him. The old man didn't have much strength and got tired after a few hits.

Xu Youxing raised his hand and touched his arm, feeling a slight stinging sensation. He glanced at the old man in the wheelchair who was driven mad by anger. His contemptuous eyes mocked his old age.

"Are you still going to fight? If not, I'll go back and rest."

The old man obviously didn't have the strength to raise his hand, so Xu Youxing changed his shoes and returned to his room.

Until the door of the room was closed, the old man was so angry that he threw his cane to the ground.

Xu Youxing returned to his room. His arm was a little painful from being hit a few times, but he didn't take much care of it and it was healed in a few days.

There is a blank photo wall on the wall of Xu Youxing's room, which is covered with photos of three people. They were taken by him using Jiang Siran's camera when they went on a picnic last time.

While I was repairing the camera, I asked the boss to help me wash the photos.

In the relationship chart of Jiang Siran and Qiu Ming, he re-labeled them as a couple with a big red cross, and there was only Jiang Que on the other side. Xu Youxing took down Jiang Que's photo and placed it on the top of all the photos. Xu Youxing took two steps back, staring at the photo with a gentle smile.

Jiang Que went back to catch up on his sleep. When he woke up, there was an unread message from Xu Youxing. It was just two short words: [Arrived]

It was sent two hours ago, when he had just fallen asleep. Jiang Que got up, took a look at it and didn't reply in a hurry.

[Congratulations on triggering a temporary task: Give a tip to the anchor, the minimum amount is 5, and the time limit is half an hour.]

Jiang Que's eyes hadn't even opened yet when the task came. Jiang Que opened his phone, and the first person pushed in the live broadcast was Xu Youxing, a person he often watched.

I don’t know how many times this guy has broadcast it, but the number of online viewers has accumulated to over 600.

He was dancing today. The rehabilitation exercises he did some time ago attracted a lot of people. When he mentioned dancing during the live broadcast today, many people came because they smelled something good.

Today, Xu Youxing wore a women's sailor suit and a white mask, still not showing his face.

When Jiang Que entered the live broadcast room, he was PKing with another anchor. The opposing anchor was very popular, but Xu Youxing's PK bar was actually comparable to that of the opponent, because there was a rich woman who came from nowhere and was giving him gifts, helping him fight the opponent single-handedly.

The barrage was full of praise for this rich woman. Although it was the rich woman who asked him to play the PK and said she would definitely win, it also earned Xu Youxing a lot of popularity and money, so the host should thank her.

Xu Youxing in the live broadcast room wore a mask and stared at his phone with his eyes downcast. He kept saying "thank you sister" very sweetly. His face was magnified under the camera, and he called sister, attracting all the fans of the anchor who were PKing with him on the opposite side.

I don't mean anything else, it's just that this new little anchor is so well behaved and looks easy to bully.

Jiang Que looked at it for a while, suspected that he had seen it wrong, and turned off the screen.

When he came back, the number of people in Xu Youxing's live broadcast room had risen to more than a thousand.

This guy! !

When Jiang Que had a limited task, while Xu Youxing was constantly saying thank you to his sister during the live broadcast, he frantically clicked on the screen to send gifts, and quickly pushed the other party's progress bar to the bottom.

[I'm 36D, help me first]: Oh my god, the poor boss is here, and this progress bar is completely knocked down.

[Postpartum Care of a Female Ghost]: The peak showdown between the two big guys, it is hard to tell who is the real poor one.

[Female Mantis]: Stop talking. I'm already drooling when I see these gifts. Damn, why don't I look like this? I would also call you sister. Sister, look at me. I'm super sweet.

[I'm 36D, help me first]: Hahahaha, when the poor boss came, the host on the opposite side became anxious.

[Take off your oxygen mask]: If you lose, you have to take off your clothes. No one would be anxious.

[Winning Caramel]: No, don’t let the host win. I want to see him take off his clothes. If he can’t take off his clothes, he can take off that damn mask. I want to see his face.

[Postpartum care of a female ghost]: Forget it, let’s just change his clothes. I’m afraid he will look ugly, so let’s just wear a mask. I can take care of his face.