When the house family was hidden by the golden house

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Floor 277-Owner: Qing Shuangren pressed Yan Huishi against the wall with a sullen face, and kissed him fiercely. Yan Huishi's eyes widened and he was at a loss. He didn't wake up until it became difficult to breathe. Come over, push Qingshuangren away fiercely, wipe his lips viciously, and stare at Qingshuangren angrily, looking terribly wronged.

"Are you crazy?" Yan cursed when he returned.

Qing Shuangren was pushed away by him, and he smiled angrily, "It's fine if you don't watch my live broadcast, just leave after throwing away 10 yuan, and send the beggar? Huh? Your work is more important, or me?"

When Yan returned, his eyes widened, apparently he did not expect Qingshuangren to say such words, he forced himself to calm down, and sneered: "Oh, don't you still have your good brother? How can it be used? Me, Young Master Wei."

Hearing his sarcasm, Qingshuangren smiled suddenly, took Yan Huishi's arms in his arms, gently rubbed his earlobe, and said: "So you are jealous of him. What are you doing?" Why don't you say it earlier? If you don't like it, next time I'll kick them all out and just form a team with you, okay?"

"Yan, brother, brother?"

Floor 278: Hastily! ! !Great meeting! ! !Today I will talk about how Boss Yan just threw away 10 yuan!I'm still waiting for my wife to get slapped in the face!

Floor 279: Very good, I am at peace now.

Floor 280: Whoop, whoop, whoop, they are real.

281: Too sweet, too sweet, when will my wife update again?

Yan Fan's ears were buzzing, and it seemed that the young sexy bass sounded in his ears again, and he called him jokingly: Brother Yan.

Just bad.

On the desk, the notebook was lit, and the cup of sugar-free coffee was quietly placed on the table, still steaming.

Yan Fan didn't know what happened to him either.

He gave that gift to Qingshuangren just because the other party brought him good luck, nothing more.

Of course he also knows...the two of them are not familiar with each other at all, and they have no friendship at all, so it is not worth his effort to care about him.

But Yan Fan couldn't control it, ever since reading that fanart, the voice and appearance of Qingshuangren always appeared in his mind.

He also showed his hands in the live broadcast, and his shoulders in a loose sweater also appeared in the live broadcast room.

Yan Fan could almost imagine that with such a pair of beautiful hands, when typing on the keyboard or pressing the voice button, the young voice on the other side of the screen smiled and called his brother in a soft voice.

Yan Fan blushed even more.

He was restless all day long, working until late at night, and whenever he was free, he would go to the forum to read news about Cyan Frost Blade and live broadcast clips from other players.

He didn't have time to watch the live broadcast of Cyan Frost Blade from beginning to end, and of course he didn't know what he saw was something that was presented after embellishment.

[Magic operation, a new record in the valley of the sky! ]

[Scene of cool article, Qingshuang blade slaps the green tea male anchor in the face]

[Cyan Frost Blade's self-created combo 'Quadruple Moon']

[A District Rich List F4]

[Cyan Frost Blade has attracted thousands of new players to Samsara, official: Is there such a good thing? ]

[Pu Xinnan: Everyone Loves Beautiful Boys]

[Cyan Frost Blade, Hand Speed]

[Cyan Frost Blade's friend threw millions in the live broadcast room! ]

After reading a lot of posts about Qingshuangren, Yan Fan felt numb.

How to do it......

He seems to like this guy a little bit.

After realizing this, Yan Fan was terrified.

He thought it was ridiculous.

Before meeting Cyan Frost Blade, he had been a celibate.Love is too dispensable to him.

But now he is inexplicably attracted by a person whom he has never met, even whose name he does not know.

That too strong sense of fate that almost dragged him into the whirlpool.

The feeling terrified him, but it also ecstatically delighted him.

It's just that this person should...not like him.

What kind of man would have such thoughts about a strange male netizen?

But, you always have to try to know, right?

Although... this is outrageous, he fell in love with someone who had never been masked.

But Yan Fan's creed since he was a child is, if you want it, go for it.

Mr. Yan is 32 years old this year, and everything he wants, unless it is God's will that cannot be forced, is already in his pocket.

Yan Fan let out a sigh of relief, made a phone call, and asked his assistant to book him a plane ticket back home.

......

Six or seven in the morning.

The prince, who has a normal schedule, gets up on time, brushes his teeth and washes his face.With a toothbrush dangling from his mouth, Wei Yubai was reclining on the sofa and flipping through his cell phone bored.

Yesterday's live broadcast went surprisingly well.

With the support of this million-dollar idiot Yuan Yueze, today's traffic is much better than when there was a recommendation last time.

When the broadcast was released yesterday, his fans had already risen to 62, but he still didn't stop, and the follow-up momentum was also very strong, and his fans increased to 70 one after another overnight!

Wei Yubai knew that those players who paid attention later should be reincarnation players, and he was shocked by his operation.

The crown prince laughed triumphantly, the laughter was clear and clear, and he was caught off guard by the toothpaste.

"Hastily!" The crown prince blushed and rushed to the toilet.

Today’s live broadcast, after subtracting the 70 rewards from Yuan Yueze’s rewards, there are more than 40 rewards in total!

Looking at the neat 130 million yuan in the balance, Wei Yubai's eyes widened with a smile.

This little money was just a piece of clothing for him before.

But the money he earns is extraordinarily fulfilling.

130 million!It's only been a few days!

Wei Yubai stretched his waist.

He thought of the breakfast money he owed the little boss last time, and felt guilty for a moment.

The winter in Beijing is cold, the wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are everywhere. The sanitation workers who get up early clean up the withered spring in the sun.

Wei Yubai glanced at the rare and bright sky, and the sun shone weakly in the morning when the sky was slightly bright.Without hesitation, Wei Yubai wrapped himself up layer after layer, wrapping himself up like a rice dumpling.

Grab your wallet key and head out.

......

The life of ordinary people in the 21st century is always very good, leisurely and leisurely, with food and drink, and a rich life.

Every time Wei Yubai goes to the street, he always sees those people who are working hard, with smiles on their faces, who are so hot that they seem to burn his eyes.

Therefore, Wei Yubai likes to absorb some courage to survive in the lively crowd.

The country is prosperous and strong, and the people are stable.

The little boss set up a stall as usual, and it was only seven o'clock. The traffic policemen who got up early were wearing uniforms and leather gloves, neatly prepared to start a new day of work and deal with the city's morning rush hour.

When the prince went, the traffic policemen were all holding hot steamed buns, eating happily, and about to pay, but the little boss covered the QR code and refused to let him scan it, "Damn, comrade police, what are you doing?" It’s just steamed stuffed buns, you can eat them, you don’t need to pay for them. You have worked hard.”

A traffic policeman shook his head in disapproval, and said seriously: "It is our duty to serve the people. We are all organized and disciplined, and we don't take the masses for a single needle."

"Oh, just a few buns, it's fine." The little boss said.

"Boss, we appreciate your intentions. But this is a violation of discipline. The few of us really can't take your bun." Another traffic policeman said with a smile, and moved the boss's hand away. Several traffic policemen Scanned the QR code and left with a smile.

"The buns here are really delicious."

"Yes, it's been open for many years. The boss is also nice."

Wei Yubai looked at the distant figure of the traffic policeman, nodded thoughtfully, and sat down on his seat.

The big boy-like prince smiled and said, "Boss, do you still remember me?"

"Oh, it's you?" The boss froze for a moment before he recognized him.

If it were someone else, the boss would see so many people every day, but only once, how would he remember it?

Don't say it's been so long, I just saw it yesterday, and now I forget it.

But this person is so outstanding, it's hard to forget once you see him.

"Yeah, I didn't pay you for dinner last time. I've always been thinking about it, so I'll pay you back today. Your meat buns are so delicious, give me two." Wei Yubai also took out his phone to scan the QR code .

"It's okay, it's not much money. I'd be happy if you come to eat again." The boss casually packed two buns and handed them to him.

Wei Yubai took the hot steamed stuffed bun and took a bite, it was delicious.

Although she was wearing a brand name and looked expensive, she was inexplicably down-to-earth, approachable and likable.

Wei Yubai reported what he ate last time, and then the boss forgot the money, and Wei Yubai paid for this time together.

There was no one in the shop, so Wei Yubai chose a place to sit down, ordered some snacks, and waited.

There were not many people in the morning, and the boss had a leisurely time, so he chatted with Wei Yubai.

The boss obviously steamed the buns very early.

Today is a day off, and many office workers came here one after another to buy breakfast.I heard from the boss that when there are no holidays, the children in the elementary school across the street especially like to eat his siu mai.

The prince listened carefully, and gradually outlined the daily life of the city in his mind.

Surrounded by smoke and mist, the hot air wafting from the steamer is very warm.

Wei Yubai sat in the innermost seat of the stall, on the left side of the big steamer, where it was sheltered from the wind and warmer.

Through the white steam, he saw a tall and long-legged man walking over with a suitcase.

The first time Wei Yubai saw this person, he thought, oh, this waist is really thin.

Take a look at the bones, and you will know that the appearance is not ugly.

But he wasn't really interested in pretty men either, so he just glanced away before continuing to eat his breakfast.

It wasn't until the man walked in with the suitcase, and the hoarse voice sounded like his vocal cords had been crushed, that Wei Yubai suddenly raised his head.

"...Uncle Zhao, two buns." The man said.

The voice is a little far away, low, deep, hoarse, and obviously tired.

It didn't quite match up with the clear and pleasant voice that came from the headset last time, but Wei Yubai felt inexplicably familiar.

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