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

"I can't even imagine what this man looks like to make such a sound, trying to steal my man from you."

『Rob a man +1』

"No, don't you think this voice sounds familiar? I think I've heard it somewhere before!"

"Something's wrong. Why did the host turn off the speaker? Don't you think it's too late? We all know that Wan Huang has a man."

"Why did Langyue leave? Is there something that we Level 1 Light Signs can't know?"

Yan Langyue was afraid that people in the live broadcast room would hear her, so she took off the microphone on her collar and asked her assistant to take over the live broadcast.

After walking out of the live broadcast room, he asked the person on the phone, "Sorry to bother you so late. Where's Sister Wan? I'm looking for Sister Wan."

"She's asleep. You can tell me if you have anything to say." Luo Mingchuan's tone was calm with an air of impatience.

Yan Langyue quickly explained, "It's like this. Someone online is impersonating Wanjie and selling counterfeit and shoddy goods to Wanjie's fans."

He was afraid that Luo Mingchuan would not take this matter seriously, so he added, "The amount involved is huge."

"I understand." Luo Mingchuan replied indifferently.

Yan Langyue asked, "Then how should I handle this? My fans have been squatting in my livestream room and won't leave. They want an answer from me."

"I'll give them an explanation tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Luo." Yan Langyue was very respectful.

Luo Mingchuan curled his lips and asked, "Do you know me?"

"Yes, I know you. I'm Yan Langyue, the newly signed live-streaming anchor for Goodnight Culture."

"Do a good job." Luo Mingchuan's tone warmed up a lot, and he hung up the phone.

Considering Yan Langyue's good attitude, he forgave him for disturbing his good thing.

A soft and coquettish voice sounded behind me, "Why are you taking my phone?"

Wen Wan sat on the edge of the bed, tilting her head, staring dazedly at Luo Mingchuan who had just turned around.

Luo Mingchuan sat down next to her, without any embarrassment of being caught secretly answering her call, and said seriously: "The battery is out, let me help you charge it."

His voice was soft, and the look he gave her was like a big bad wolf looking at a little white rabbit.

"Oh." Wen Wan nodded obediently.

Luo Mingchuan never knew that Wen Wan was so cute when she was drunk. Her face was flushed and her lips were pouting, making people want to kiss her.

He thought about it and did it. He sucked on her mouth like a kitten stealing some fish, and after he succeeded, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

"Why did you kiss me, you rascal?"

Wen Wan grabbed Luo Mingchuan by the collar and pushed him down on the bed. When her mouth was about to put it on Luo Mingchuan's, she was stopped by Luo Mingchuan.

Wen Wan looked at the back of Luo Mingchuan's hand that she was kissing, her face flushed with displeasure, and she murmured softly.

After trying several times, she failed to kiss Luo Mingchuan. She was unhappy and controlled his head with both hands to prevent him from struggling. He pushed her hard onto the bed.

Wen Wan felt a wave of confusion, and his dizzy head became even more dizzy.

"I want a kiss." She raised her hand and slapped Luo Mingchuan's face in frustration.

"Wanwan, be good. Answer me a few questions and I'll give you a kiss, okay?" Luo Mingchuan coaxed.

He finally took advantage of Wen Wan's unconsciousness, how could he miss such a good opportunity?

"Not good." Wen Wan looked at him with half-closed eyes.

Luo Mingchuan didn't care whether she was willing or not. He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear, "Wanwan, tell me obediently, are you Bai Mobai's ex-fiancée?"

The heat of his words hit Wen Wan's ears, and his voice was full of temptation, as if he wanted to pull people into an endless abyss.

Wen Wan rubbed his ears randomly, his amber pupils filled with confusion.

Luo Mingchuan couldn't help but kiss her tender and tempting lips.

At this moment, the answer seemed unimportant. What mattered was that Wen Wan was now under him, intimately connected with him.

He was already satisfied.

Wen Wan was breathless from his kiss. She was limp from drinking and couldn't push Luo Mingchuan away. She pushed twice but failed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she tilted her head to the side, avoiding the overwhelming kiss.

"I want to take a shower." Wen Wan's eyes were blurred and he was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down, and his small lips were so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.