115: C115 Gritting Her Teeth She Had to Give It Her All

C115 Gritting Her Teeth She Had to Give It Her All

Wendu waved him away.

"Do you know who I am?" Wang Lei said arrogantly: "If you don't believe me, I will immediately tear this place down." He pointed to his feet.

At this point, Wendu's interest was piqued. He laughed and looked at Wang Lei, "Who are you? Why did you tear this place down? "

"Humph!" I, Wang Lei, raised my head high. "I am Wang Shuo's younger brother, Wang Lei. The gangster calls me Second Master Wang." He looked up and glanced at Wendu.

Wendu shook his head and silently took out his phone.

"Hey, Elder Brother Wang, do you have a brother named Wang Lei..." "He's right here with me right now. He even said that he was going to tear down our house, and what else could he even say? All the gangsters call him Second Master Wang."

Wang Lei's face changed when he heard Wendu's call. He frowned and looked very nervous.

"Oh!" Okay, Elder Brother Wang, I'll take you in and do what you say... "Hmm, alright then. I'll hang up now."

Wendu hung up the phone and looked at Wang Lei calmly: "Your brother Wang Shuo said to throw you out, what do you think?"

"Uh, Mr Lu, even if you don't agree, don't be like this, right?" Wang Lei still felt that he wasn't wrong.

However, he forgot that he was threatening to tear down Wendu's house.

"Sigh ~ ~" Wendu sighed and waved his hand towards Wang Lei, "Si Yi, throw him out!" Without even looking at Wang Lei, he turned around and walked upstairs.

"Crap, your surname is Lu. You'll regret it …"

"Dong ~"

Wendu went upstairs to his room. "Where is he?" Wendu looked left and right, but still didn't see anything.

"Could it be that he is still broadcasting live?" Wendu muttered to himself. He walked towards the room that was used for live broadcasting.

He opened the door.

"An Qing, Xiaoxiao, why are you guys still broadcasting? Can't you see what time it is?" Wendu was a little angry. He was angry because it had been on for almost a day. He was angry because An Qing and Little Ping didn't pay attention to his body.

However, An Qing and Xiaoxiao, who were wearing earphones, did not hear his words. They were still chatting with each other in the live broadcast room.

Wendu walked over and gently took off his small headset.

"Brother?"

"Shh …" Wendu did not let Xiaoxiao speak.

The two of them just stared at An Qing until she appeared on the screen …

'My god, my god! '

"The God of Songs is at the back."

'Singing, Goddess of Singing '

An Qing turned around.

"Hmm? "Elder Brother Du, you came!" An Qing rubbed her stomach after she finished speaking.

Wendu just looked at An Qing without saying a word.

An Qing looked at Xiaoxiao, who mouthed the words for her. It was a pity that An Qing didn't understand what she said, and was even discovered by Wendu.

Wendu just looked at An Qing without saying anything. He lowered his head and kept touching her with his index finger. Ever since I saw the cartoon, I've liked this action.)0

An Qing looked at Wendu. She also felt that Wendu was a little angry.

"Elder Brother Du, don't be angry, alright?" An Qing said coquettishly.

Wendu still didn't say anything.

An Qing watched as her attack failed. She could only use her 'ultimate move'.

She threw herself at Wendu and hugged him, rocking back and forth.

Wendu looked at An Qing's computer and saw that the screen was filled with '6666666'.

"Alright, I fainted." Wendu surrendered. If Wendu still didn't speak, An Qing could shake until Wendu spoke.

Wendu was also helpless. His woman, he couldn't hit, he couldn't scold and he couldn't scold her. Suddenly, Wendu remembered a line he saw online: "I promised you, you have to finish it with your tears, the woman I choose, I have to bite my teeth and pamper her." Wendu was on the verge of tears.

"Humph!" An Qing tilted her head back and snorted coldly. She thought to herself, "Little brat, return this to me. I won't treat you until you submit."

Wendu held An Qing and made her look at him, "An Qing, from now on, you can only broadcast it three times a week. You can't broadcast it for more than three hours each time. Even if you don't agree, you still have to agree. " Wendu said firmly.

A small nod meant that she understood.

An Qing thought for a moment. "Alright, alright, I understand. I know you feel sorry for me." "Speaking of which, we're really hungry. Let's hurry up and go eat."

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