Chapter 110:

There are countless messages on the mobile phone, including the most discussion groups, and there is a "[Someone]" prompt in front of it.
At a glance, Jing Huan still had the most news in the bedroom discussion group. Although his two roommates are usually carefree, they are not really stupid, and they can understand what is going on when they think about it.
Looking at these news, Jing Huan calmed down. He had already thought about it. One person should do things and one person should be. The only concern he has now is that this matter will affect Xianghuaizhi.
"Well washed?" Xiang Huaizhi called him, "Come here."
Jing Huan walked scrupulously.
The closer he got to the computer, the more awkward he felt.
Xiang Huaizhi reduced the interface of the live broadcast room, leaving only Jiuxia's game client on the screen.
There are two numbers driving on it, one is longing for the other, the other is Xiaotianjing, and the package of Xiaotianjing is opened to Huaizhi, which contains a cart of chance stones.
There are 20 cars in a full car.
"It's only half an hour before the arena will open," Xiang Huaizhi raised his hand, holding his finger, and made a random move. "You help me open these."
Jing Huan shook him back, shook his head immediately after hearing the words, and said, "I ..."
As soon as he said a word, he remembered the live broadcast and shut up again.
"It's okay, I'm closed." Xiang Huaizhi said.
Jing Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't do it. My hands are so stinky."
Xiang Huaizhi sniffed his face and said, "Isn't it fragrant?"
"..." Jing Huan silent for a moment, "Do you praise me or your shower gel?"
Xiang Huaizhi smiled very lightly, and his smile was quickly taken away by him, and his expression said as usual: "It's okay, you can just click, and you won't blame you if there is nothing good."
In the scaled-down Nine Heroes live broadcast platform, the barrage has gone crazy.
[Have you closed the wheat? When did you close wheat? 】
[The grass is so exciting, mom, I ’m not going to give it up, and the female anchor is not watching it. I live in this live broadcast room today. 】
[Why am I a 1.9-meter burly man looking at two guys here? 】
["Your home shower gel", Little Sweet King is at the Great God's House! 】
[Their voice is even better than the cv in the radio drama. I reasonably suspect it is speculation. Do n’t say it. Please start your marketing. I am willing to jump. 】
[There are so many rotten girls, don't slap speed on the starting stone, I'm ready to ridicule. 】
These Jing Huan are completely unknown.
Xiang Huaizhi moved a chair from the living room, and Jing Huan moved to his side after sitting down, and the sound of the friction of the chair sounded fragmentary.
Jing Huan leaned a little on him and said, "It's not time for the arena, so you can broadcast something else. I see others broadcasting even copies."
[Do you have a conscience? I waited all day in front of the computer, and you let the broadcast the book? 】
"Just half an hour, I can't do anything. It's okay, just open this time." Xiang Huaizhi said.
Jing Huan was not distressed about the money either. He didn't have enough money to buy half a pair of shoes.
He just wasn't happy to send money to gm.
But he bought it, and he could n’t return it. He said, "Okay, put your number on it. What if the binding material is out?"
Xiang Huaizhi said, "I just need to equip you. My number is not needed."
Jing Huan said, "Then I can't take it for nothing."
Xiang Huaizhi thought he was going to settle accounts with himself again, and frowned.
Jing Huan went on to say: "If there is no good thing, I will only be able to pay for it."
Xianghuai paused and said for a while: "I see."
Jing Huan just lost his heart, but his mood hasn't been eased, but he can't influence Xiang Huaizhi. After all, he will also broadcast the first perspective of the arena.
So Jing Huan endured anxiety and embarrassment, and tried to chat with Xiang Huai in his usual tone.
In order to facilitate the opening of the stone, he changed his position with Xiang Huaizhi.
As soon as Jing Huan sat down, there was a lot of inexplicable words on the World Channel in the game.
[World] The wind is freer than me: steamed buns, Guiqi Luo, fox eyes, and phoenix hair.
[World] Messy eyes: crocodile tears, magic mane, bear hair.
[World] I am the trumpet of the love god: rabbit tail, red crystal, broken emerald.
...
What is special is the garbage items that can be opened by the edge stone.
Jing Huan: "?"
What the hell?
What are you talking about?
Isn't this too unlucky?
He even had the illusion that he had been targeted.
Xiang Huaizhi raised his hand and blocked the World Channel directly.
"The audience is like this, they just like to watch the anchor roll over." Xiang Huaizhi said naturally, "Go."
[? 】
[Who am I for? Because the trumpet can't speak, I also rushed to pay six dollars for the card! !! !! 】
[Me too, I have n’t rushed to six yuan for my recent cp (sorry for my innocence and inferiority)]
Jing Huan said "Oh" and started to open the opportunity stone.
Twenty minutes later, Jing Huan looked at the bear hair, fox eyes, and broken jade in his bag ...
"Meat / compensate." Xiang Huaizhi said.
Jing Huan: "... compensation."
Jing Huan could not help but whispered: "I just want to collapse once, and gm never give me a chance ..."
After storing things in the warehouse, Jing Huan asked: "Aren't you looking at the live broadcast room? I think those anchors will look at the live broadcast interface in three or two minutes to communicate with the audience.
Xiang Huaizhi just wanted to ask: "Who do you usually watch the live broadcast? The chicken-eating anchor?"
Jing Huan froze for a moment before he realized that he was referring to yanxyan.
He said subconsciously: "No, Xiaoyan rarely sees barrage now, after all, he has too many fans and can't finish it."
Xiang Huaizhi: "..."
Jing Huan closed the warehouse: "And I haven't watched him live for a long time. I have been busy coaxing you for months."
He was telling the truth. At first, his purpose was not pure, and he wanted to coax Xiang Huaizhi to marry himself.
Later, I fell in love with it and wanted to coax more.
Xiang Huai's suddenly regretted it.
He should turn off the microphone.
He tolerated it. In the end, he didn't do anything. He just reached out and rubbed Xia Huan's hair restraintly.
In order to facilitate the operation, Jing Huan carried his small hand to the other side of the table.
As soon as he left, Xiang Huaizhi opened the live broadcast room, and the barrage and gifts swept out at the same time.
[Big God, please remember that you are a closed person, you don't have to worry about us. 】
[No need to broadcast! Please broadcast for one night! I'll pay you for the Internet! !! !! 】
[Small sweet King is very different from what I said in the game, but how do I feel that it is not at all inconsistent? [Head scratch]]
[What attribute is Great God now? Can you see it? Can you show the equipment? 】
Xiang Huaizhi's equipment has always been a mystery, and the only two screenshots of the equipment that have flowed out have been spread among players.
Everyone thought that Xiang Huaizhi was unwilling to show himself. Actually, it was just that Xiang Huaizhi lacked game sociality in recent years. No one dared to ask him to equip screenshots, and he would not send it out by himself.
Seeing this barrage, he moved the mouse directly to the equipment to let everyone see enough.
Then he closed Mai.
Ignoring the thousands of "?" In the barrage, Xiang Huaizhi said, "Join the team, boyfriend."
Jing Huan laughed. He found that after chatting with Xiang Huaizhi for a while, his emotions had already run away.
When the two entered the arena, Jing Huan asked wonderingly, "Do you think how special the people who are in the arena today?"
He casually clicked on the information of the person next to him. "A lot of them have not played the task number of the arena ... the arena has been revised?"
Xiang Huai's tone is casual: "Maybe."
Players all came to watch, dared to say nothing about the closed wheat behavior. After all, they were playing with a large size, and they were afraid that a forced pk would kill them.
In order to broadcast to Huaizhi, Jing Huan played very hard tonight, many operations were very limited, and finally pulled out Xiao Xiang Jing. Shuanghu Xiandong played a small cooperation to control the enemy to death.
At half past nine, the arena ended on time.
Without losing a night, Jing Huan was relieved, and the phone rang. He closed his computer and got up: "I supper is here, then I'll go and take out."
Xiang Huaizhi said, "Go in a coat."
"it is good."
"I went to the cloakroom for your coat. You wear mine," Xiang Huaizhi said, "just on the sofa outside."
Jing Huan's ears were hot: "OK."
After Jing Huan left, Xiang Huaizhi reopened the live broadcast room.
[Seek fox fairy cave gameplay strategy! 】
[I said at the beginning that Xiaotianjing couldn't play this girl. 】
[Sick? Why can't girls fight? Have you ever seen Yuyu? Powerful female output in the team that yearns for. 】
[Kaimai Kaimai Kaimai! !! !! 】
[Fox Xiandong children are very strong, although the milk volume is not as high as the nursing mother's child, but can be sealed and can be banned ...]
Xiang Huaizhi ignored the barrage, and he opened the chat box of the housing manager.
[I yearn for it: is it long enough? 】
[I yearn for it: it should be enough, I don't broadcast it until seven o'clock. Fashion rewards you directly send me and my wife, Guan live. 】
Jing Huan walked into the elevator and put his hand in his pocket.
The taste of Xiang Huaizhi on the clothes, he endured again and again, but finally did not hold back, shrugged his shoulders gently, and put his chin into the collar of the coat.
No one was seen at the gate, so he called and asked, only to find out that the delivery man had gone to the wrong building, and now he rushed over.
Hanging up the phone, Jing Huan sat in the lobby on the first floor and waited for someone while playing with his mobile phone.
With hundreds of messages from the discussion group, he took a closer look and found that there was a discussion group that had not been seen before.
Inside are the people in their dormitory, and Xiang Huaizhi and Lu Hang.
Lu Brother: When are you ... when?
Gao Zixiang: I estimate Christmas days.
Lu Wenhao: How do you know?
Gao Zixiang: Did you forget? In the past few days, we played hot pot. After eating, Huanhuan suddenly said that he wanted to go upstairs to find brother.
Lu Wenhao: Grass! I remembered it!
Lu Wenhao: After eating the hot pot that day, Huanhuan also asked me to borrow lipstick ... Finally I went up after chewing a piece of gum. I asked him to share one, and he didn't agree.
Luther:.
Gao Zixiang :.
Lu Wenhao: I can't look directly at lipstick in the future.
Lu Brother: I won't be able to look directly into my bedroom.
Xiaojing: ...
Lu Wenhao :! !! !!
Gao Zixiang :! !! You can't bear it!
Luke: What the are you doing? Really together? Who is chasing who? Everyone is so familiar, and they are all brothers. It's boring to hide it.
This live broadcast accident was so sudden that Jing Huan didn't even think about how to explain to his brothers.
He scratched his hair and typed: "I chase after-
Xiang: The two love each other, no one is chasing who.
Xiang: Talking, I haven't done anything in the bedroom. If I really do anything, I go to the hotel. What is the bed in the bedroom?
Xiang: Anything else to ask? Come.
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