Chapter 436: Waiting for the light to face 10

Chapter 436 Waiting for the light on the face 10
As soon as she said this, no one spoke in the entire live broadcast interface for half a minute.
After a while, netizens exploded:
【? ? ! ! Wait for the light! Was it the young Chinese painter I was waiting for? 】
[Oh my god, wait for the light, but it’s my favorite Chinese painter, but this brother is too low-key, and he doesn’t give me the fan the opportunity to lick him at all. This brother never participates in activities, so Wen Tingyun can invite you to wait for the light to be awesome! 】
[I had a explosion on the spot. If Sister Wen can really invite you to wait for it, I will love you for ten thousand years, and I will scold him if anyone scolds you in the future! 】
Once the word "Waiguang" was fermented on the Internet, it quickly became the number one in the hot search.
Fans of Waiting heard the wind and saw Wen Tingyun said that they would invite Waiting to be a guest on the show. They cried with excitement and blasted Wen Tingyun’s live broadcast room.
Fans of Waiting for Light said that their baby has been quiet for almost a year. If it weren't for the paintings of Waiting for Light in the museum, they would almost think that Waiting for Light was a fantasy existence.
Right now, I got good news from Wen Tingyun that he might see the waiting light. The fans were excited and incoherent, paying attention to Wen Tingyun's waiting result.

Overnight, all the heat flow went to Wen Tingjun, and Fu Ting was no one cares about here. Fans of Fu Ting were so anxious that they wrote privately to Fu Ting and asked her to invite more awesome guests to sit here. .
But I can't be compared with Wen Tingyun!
Fu Ting didn't care, and still arranged the show's work in accordance with the normal process.
Fu Ting had already obtained the report on Fu Yuan's visit abroad that Cenjuan had asked her to check. She already knew Fu Yuan's heart knot.
So what she needs to do next is to resolve the shadow in Fu Yuan's heart.
Just as Fu Ting was wondering what to do, a muffled grunt suddenly came from behind him.
Cen Jiang was leaning on the sofa behind, closing his eyes, his expression a little uncomfortable.
Fu Ting walked over immediately, stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder, "Cen Tiong, what's wrong with you."
When I got closer, I saw the man's beautiful face, a thin layer of sweat appeared, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if he had a nightmare.
Hearing Fu Ting's voice, the man slowly opened his eyes and fixed his eyes on her.
His eyes were deep, like a thousand waves of ink, as if to Fu Ting's soul.
In the next second, Cen Jiang reached out and grabbed Fu Ting's wrist and pushed her into his arms.
Fu Ting was caught off guard against embedding in the man's extremely hormonal embrace, and a heart almost jumped out of his throat.
She struggled resistingly, but was held tighter, Cen Tire pressed to her ear and said in a low voice, "Let brother hug it."
Fu Ting's little face was forced to be buried at the beginning of his shoulder and neck, and his voice was dull, "I haven't agreed to be with you."
"I know." Cen Juan still didn't let go. He took a deep breath, his low voice was gentle, but he restrained certain emotions, and said softly, "You will be your brother and want to be a hooligan tonight."
Fu Ting, "..."
Suddenly she felt something was wrong and hesitated to speak, "Are you in a bad mood?"
"Somewhat."
"Why?" Fu Ting asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Well, I'm having a nightmare." Cen Juan put his jaw on Fu Ting's shoulder. Before she could see his expression, he chuckled, "My brother is a little scared."
(End of this chapter)