I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Wen Wan grabbed his jaw, looked around, frowned, and said, "There's something wrong with you."

"I've been discovered. I just decided to be a little puppy, but my master changed his mind." Luo Mingchuan didn't get rid of her hand. Instead, he looked at her pitifully, "Sad little dog, humbly seeking comfort online."

Wen Wan raised his eyebrows and said, "You should spend less time on the internet. Your brain is ruined."

What a sad little dog! His eyes seemed to want to eat her up.

"It doesn't matter, I have all the flavors you like." Luo Mingchuan's fox eyes, which were charming but not coquettish, seemed to be stained with opium at this moment, making people unable to look away.

Wen Wan didn't understand what he was saying until she saw him kneeling on the sofa with one foot, grabbing his collar with one hand, and taking off his clothes with one hand.

Wen Wan's pupils constricted, and his hands and heart trembled with fear. "What are you doing?"

She feigned composure.

"Seduce you." He leaned over and grabbed Wen Wan's slender fingers, allowing her fingers to accurately touch the red mole on his face.

His hot hand tightly wrapped around her hand that wanted to escape, forcing her fingers all the way down, revealing the androgynous outline, sexy neck bones, strong chest, and well-defined abdominal muscles.

When her hand touched the tight muscles, his abdomen felt like it was electrocuted and his back stiffened.

"Wanwan." His eyes were blurred, his breath was disordered, his lips moved slightly, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to suppress the beast in his body.

"Luo Mingchuan's favorability value +2, current favorability value is 97."

This? The favorability value that hadn't moved in hundreds of years actually increased.

Or he used her hand to touch himself, which made it swell.

My goodness, what is he secretly happy about?

Wen Wan looked up and saw his bright fox eyes half-closed, flashing with a charming and dangerous light, like a natural charm, shimmering and alluring.

Wen Wan swallowed and covered his eyes with his hands, "Don't look at me like that."

Look again, she's going to make a mistake.

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"Yan Langyue's favorability value +5, current favorability value is 70."

Yan Langyue's dance ended, but Wen Wan's carnival special effects in the live broadcast room had not yet ended.

He felt complicated. Since that day, Wen Wan had not come and had not replied to his private messages. She was like a gust of wind, with only fallen leaves on the ground to prove that she had been there.

He felt both grateful and confused every day. Wen Wan's appearance brought him immense wealth, money, and 10 online followers every day.

He had never seen so much money before, and he felt uneasy holding it. He was also afraid that he would stop live streaming. Wen Wan wanted the money back, and he was in a dilemma whether to spend it or not.

Among these 10 people online, 90% are here to wait for Wenwan.

Now that Wen Wan appeared in his live broadcast room again, he felt mixed emotions.

She didn't come, he was looking forward to her coming, but when she came he was afraid.

As soon as Wen Wan arrived, he threw 100 carnivals at him, which made him even more scared. He was sure that Wen Wan really liked him and he really had no intention of selling himself for fame.

The words hitched at the tip of his tongue, and then, with a professional smile on his face, he enthusiastically thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Wan, for the 100 carnivals. Thank you, Sister Wan, I wish you happiness every day and that you will always be eighteen."

"Is Sister Wan still here?" Seeing that the top-ranked Wen Wan's avatar was still there, Yan Langyue said with relief, "She's still here. Sister Wan, don't run away like last time after clearing 5,000 carnivals. I didn't even have a chance to thank you. If Sister Wan does that again, I'll block the door."

Luo Mingchuan pulled down Wen Wan's hand that was covering his, and held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder and his mouth next to her ear. "Wan Wan seems to be very famous on Shuiyin. How many male anchors has she given money to?"

"I didn't give you much." Wen Wan took the phone beside him and clicked a few more times.

Then I heard Yan Langyue thanking me again on the phone: "Thank you for the carnival, sister. You don't have to spend any money, you spent too much."

Hearing Yan Langyue's rejection, Luo Mingchuan lowered his eyes, "You don't know what's good for you."

She buried her head in Wen Wan's neck and said, "I want more."

The tone sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

The hot air sprayed on Wen Wan's neck, and she dodged to the side for a moment, "It's itchy, let me go."