The vicious female supporting role is posted in the opposite direction by the cub

"I grabbed 278!"

"I got fifty cents???"

"I grabbed six hundred!"

"Ah, why didn't you all grab it?! Ooooooooo, I'm like a puppy that came over with a rice bowl in its mouth, but was squeezed out in the end."

"I didn't get it either."

After Yan Yueqing swiped Yuegong Qingzhu, he stopped and sent a barrage: "Hope to continue working hard."

Five words, showing the style of a big boss.

The barrage was screaming.

"It's Mr. Yue!"

"Brother Yue, try more! I didn't get it just now!"

"Why did you stop after just one brush today? Keep going, Brother Yue!"

"Isn't it because I have no money? Hahahaha!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things, Boss Yue? Last time Boss Yue spent more than 2000 million in the live broadcast room of Yue Plan, okay! Besides, do you have to spend tens of millions every time you appear to be called a boss? Hers All kinds of actions have long been called bosses in my mind."

Yan Yueqing did not pay attention to the content of the barrage.

Because when she was about to swipe for the second time, the door rang, and she quickly dropped her phone and went to open the door.

"Mom~"

Jun Yan changed into fluffy red panda pajamas, with her arms and legs exposed, looking cute and cute.

Under the illumination of the overhead lamp, his small face made his skin look whiter.

A pair of watery eyes, switching back and forth between soft and cute emotions, and cold and cold, are very eye-catching.

Yan Yueqing quickly reached out and held her son in her arms, taking a deep breath~
It seems to have a soft milky flavor~
Well, we haven’t seen each other for only half an hour. Erbao’s mother is really thinking about the two little ones!
"What does Yanbao want from his mother?"

Jun Yan grinned: "Come and say good night to mom~" He took a look at the source of the live broadcast in the room and blinked curiously, "What is mom doing?" Yan Yueqing carried her son to the bedside and put the phone in her hand. She handed it to him: "Didn't Mom buy Big Cat TV? Are the brothers and sisters who are watching the live broadcast working seriously?"

His attitude was as if he was on patrol.

Jun Yan groaned and saw clearly the person inside: "It's brother Feng Teng!"

"Yes, Feng Teng has recently planned a Chinese medicine drink project. Mom thinks it's very good, so she gave him a gift here."

Jun Yan nodded sternly: "Brother Feng Teng is a very well-planned person! When we chatted together last time, he said that his goal is to continue the industrial chain of traditional Chinese medicine."

Promoting traditional Chinese medicine drinks is just a test of the waters.

If he can achieve results, Chu Fengteng will have even bigger plans and plans.

While mother and son were chatting, Jun Yan suddenly pursed his lips as he watched the discussion on the barrage about whether Mr. Yue should continue to buy gifts.

He is good-looking, and no matter where he goes, he can immediately attract the attention of people around him.

She is even more beautiful than a child star and has a cool and domineering temperament, which often captivates people.

But after returning to Yan Yueqing, Jun Yan's desolate feeling gradually dissipated and was replaced by a kind of admiring softness.

Nowadays, it is rare to see him in his "colorful and carefree" appearance.

At first glance, you can tell that the little guy is angry.

"Yan Bao, don't bother with those people." Yan Yueqing rubbed the little guy's head.

Jun Yan was not happy: "Huh! These keyboard warriors come to find fault with my mother whenever they have some time. Do they do the same to their own mothers? How annoying!"

He didn't want to talk to the keyboard warrior, but it was obvious that they kept swiping at him, and he suddenly became angry.

My mother is the best in the world!
I’m giving you a gift so you can grab red envelopes, and you’re also giving me greed?

How many of you are there?How much did you drink?Do you dare to find fault with my mother?
He placed his hand on the input box and paused for two seconds. (End of chapter)