42: C42 Being Able to Eat Is also a Good Thing

C42 Being Able to Eat Is also a Good Thing

Xiaoqi quickly played with it for a while and even let Wendu try to talk.

Finally, the accompaniment lightly sounded …

Coffee on the Left Bank of the Seine

I can taste your beauty with a glass in my hand

mouth with lip print

Who was the wrong name in the florist's rose

Confession balloons blow across the street

Smile in the sky

You say you're a bit of a pain in the ass trying to get me to back off

"Don't pick out the most expensive gift, just the fallen leaves in the Fragrant Pavilion."

Oh, creating a romantic date is not afraid to screw everything up

With you, you have the whole world

"..."

After Wendu finished singing, he did not reply for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think my singing is quite good. I can brush a few small gifts, or I can deduct 666 from it."

Unexpectedly, there was no movement from the bomb screen. Wendu looked at Xiaoqi awkwardly and found that she did not move as well.

"Cough! Cough!" Wendu coughed loudly.

"Fellow beauties and handsome men, you all think that I'm good at singing, but I can deduct 6 from it, and you can also go for a round if you want to buy presents." Wendu spoke online with his computer screen.

After a few seconds, a large wave of 666 plus a variety of gifts poured out. The servers almost crumbled as a result of the Carton phenomenon on all the platforms. Wendu quickly called for them to stop and slowly recovered.

"Those old men who like me can pay more attention to Xiaoqi's live broadcast room." Just as Wendu finished his sentence, there was the sound of bullets being fired. They were all "God" or "God of Songs".

"I will also join the live broadcast team after a while. I hope everyone can support me." Wendu then took off his headphones.

"Elder Brother Du, your singing sounds really good. If you joined the live broadcast, you would definitely be very popular. When that happens, you have to bring me along." Xiaoqi's face was excited and a little red. She was excited now.

"OK, Xiaoqi." Wendu took out his phone and checked. "It's very late now, I'm going to bed. Don't play too late." Wendu looked at his phone. It was already past 9.

"Mhmm, Elder Brother Du, I will." Little Qi's eyes were filled with stars as she quickly nodded.

Xiao-Xiao, An Qing, and Wendu were placed in different rooms by Da Qiqi.

Wendu went back to his room, took a bath, and lay on his bed thinking about how to enter the live broadcast lineup in the future.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open a little and a figure flashed in. Wendu knew it was Xiao Xiao because he felt her.

Wendu lifted up the blanket, allowing Xiaoxiao to get in successfully.

"Xiao, you missed me." Wendu held his head with one hand and teased with the other.

"Hm!" Her face was a little red, a little shy.

"Then I …" At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and sneaky figures sneakily entered one after another. Who else could it be but that little glutton An Qing.2

Wendu had no choice but to give up. He then threw up a blanket and said to An Qing, "It's not that cold either. Come in quickly." Wendu's sudden voice startled An Qing.

As soon as An Qing got into bed, she found something small. Xiaoxiao had used a blanket to cover her head all this time.

"Eh …" An Qing was a bit embarrassed, but she immediately smiled sinisterly. "Oh, little sister came here earlier than me." The little glutton teased Xiao Budian again.

She really was just shy for a moment. Her speed of changing expressions was even comparable to that of Beijing Opera.

"An Qing, you're not as beautiful as me!" Xiaoxiao was extremely embarrassed, but her words weren't weak either, as if she had found a place that could shock An Qing.

"If you don't have it, I can eat it!" An Qing retorted proudly.

However, this counterattack was just too …

"Is An Qing good for her to eat?" Wendu pointed at An Qing's shoulder and said while holding back his laughter.

"To me, being able to eat is an advantage. So what? Are you not convinced?" An Qing squinted at Wendu. Right now, she was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, almost pouncing towards Wendu.

"I admit defeat, let's hurry up and go to sleep!" "I'm a big tiger." Wendu made a tiger gesture and jumped towards An Qing.

"Ah! Xiaoxiao is over there!" An Qing exclaimed in surprise, though her voice was soft.

"..."

When Wendu woke up in the morning, he saw that Uncle Peng and the others had started to exercise.

"Good morning, Uncle Peng. Good morning, Elder Brother Xiaolin. Come practice with us." Wendu waved his hand towards Uncle Peng and the others as he spoke. The practice that Wendu had mentioned was, of course, a competition of moves.

Uncle Peng and the others did not say a word as they charged towards Wendu.

Wendu's mouth twitched as he sidestepped the attack. He raised his hand to block the attack and used his hand to block the punch.

Wendu did not train for nothing in the past few days. His own ability and super learning ability were terrifying.

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