The anchor doesn't want to die

The machine is coming. "

"Pfft..." Liang Yuesheng couldn't hold back his laughter, he didn't expect Jiang Chen to have such a teasing side. "I think he might just want you to do the scouting himself, so he scammed you."

"Aren't I busy with the beauty—forget it, isn't it just the young master himself? Fine!"

After finishing speaking, Duan Minqian walked away arrogantly, got into his fiery red convertible and drove into the distance.

Liang Yuesheng and Jiang Chen looked at each other, and the latter asked, "Shall I take you out for something to eat? This is the provincial capital. I checked the map, and there are quite a few delicious things nearby."

As he spoke, he shook his phone in front of Liang Yuesheng, and the screen was full of various snacks.

The young gamer who lived in his 20s and barely left the free shipping area of ​​his motherland was about to be hooked to death by the glutton in his stomach. He blinked and asked, "Can I eat whatever I want?"

"can."

However, when Jiang Chen drove Liang Yuesheng to the roadside stall and heard the latter shouting "[-] catties of flower cakes" to the vendor, his expression was still imperceptibly stiff.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday I worked overtime until ten o'clock in the evening and didn't go back, so I asked for a day off. This is the [-]D that I made up today~

A new copy of the next chapter.

Background: Modern City

Characters: A small white-collar worker with yin and yang eyes and his roommate who lives with his iceberg exorcist (?)

Story: I actually saw it all hehehe