The useless stepmother went crazy and became popular in the baby porn show

Jiang Suwan: "..."

Netizens in the live broadcast room:
[Hahahahahahaha, stop talking, cameraman brother, stop talking, Susu Su can’t think anymore! 】

[No, is Susu's luck really that bad?She obviously didn't get close to the lottery tube. Was it Song Chizhou and An An who drew the lottery? 】

[Is there a possibility that luck has nothing to do with who draws it? As long as it concerns Sister Su, no matter who draws it, it won’t be any better? 】

[Well, Susu now has a new character - the shit luck owner! 】

[A beautiful female star wants to tell fortunes on the street?Let’s wait and see what she can figure out! 】

Big V with full level: [Hurry up and do the math!Sister Su, I'm already at the central square of Yuehuwan Town!I'll be your opener! 】

Assistant Xiao Li, very reasonable (rectified version): [At this moment, the mood of resignation has reached its peak again. (Emotional expression)]

"Luck is already determined." Song Chizhou quickly looked away. He walked up to Jiang Suwan, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, comforting her: "Just tell your fortune, it's not a big deal." Speak only good things and no one can find fault with you."

"Ha," Jiang Suwan smiled sarcastically: "You are still thinking too far, and you have already thought about how to calculate it...Whether we can recruit customers is still a question."

Song Chizhou raised the corners of his mouth lightly and said in a soft voice: "Don't be afraid, we will think of a solution when the time comes."

Jiang Suwan sighed: "That's all we can do...then what should we do next? Go directly to the central square?"

As soon as the question was answered, a message alert came from the mobile phone issued by the program team.Jiang Suwan unlocked her phone and saw a text message from Ye Man.

"The stall setting contents of each group of guests have been determined. Now, everyone can go out directly and go to the central square to pick up their own stall setting tools!"

The family of three closed the door and set off without any further delay.

Since his question had not been answered just now, Song Jinan asked again at this moment: "Mom and Dad, you haven't told me yet, what is fortune telling?"

"Yes," Jiang Su remembered this late. While looking down at the path under his feet, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, An'an. Fortune telling is a very magical and sophisticated thing. Knowing this skill People can judge a person's life-long destiny by looking at other people's birth dates, faces, and palms. For example, when will they encounter any disaster, when will they meet the noble person who will change them, etc."

After hearing this, Song Jinan said a long "Oh": "Then are we just going to show others their palms today?"

Jiang Suwan: "Yes."

Song Jinan: "Mom, can you read it?"

Jiang Suwan replied firmly: "Of course not! The skill of fortune telling is not something ordinary people can acquire."

"Ah..." Song Jin'an was a little worried: "Then if mom doesn't know how, how can she help others?"

Jiang Suwan said very frankly: "It's nonsense. Just like your father said, I specially choose nice things to say. Even if others don't believe it, they can't do anything to me."

At this point, she suddenly remembered that Song Chizhou didn't seem to have spoken at all along the way.She raised her head and looked at Song Chizhou in confusion, only to see that Song Chizhou's brows were furrowed, his expression was painful, and his cheeks and neck were abnormally red, as if he had a fever.

"What's wrong with you?" Her heart suddenly jumped up, and she couldn't help asking nervously: "Why is your face so red? Is there something wrong with you?"

Song Chizhou shook his head. He originally wanted to say it was okay, but when he looked at Jiang Suwan's worried eyes, he suddenly changed the topic and said in a hoarse voice, "I think I have a cold."

"Have you caught a cold?" Jiang Suwan stopped, raised her hand and put the back of her hand against Song Chizhou's forehead, and it was indeed hot. "It's not just a cold, you have a fever!" She exclaimed, almost subconsciously turning to ask the cameraman: "Is there any antipyretic medicine?"

"Have!"

The guest's illness was a top priority during the recording of the program. When the cameraman saw this, he quickly took off the backpack behind him without daring to move at all, took out the medical kit prepared by the program team and handed it to Jiang Suwan.

"There are antipyretics, cough medicines, fever-reducing patches and more." As he said that, he took out a bottle of mineral water from the bottom of his backpack: "There is also water!"

Jiang Suwan took them all, helped Song Chizhou sit down on a nearby stone with one hand, and unscrewed the mineral water bottle with the other hand and brought it to him: "Drink some water first."

Then he read the instructions for the antipyretic medicine carefully, took off two pills from the medicine board and put them in his hands: "Take the medicine." Then he tore off the antipyretic patch and put it on his forehead properly.

After doing this, Jiang Suwan immediately took out his mobile phone: "I'll call Ye Man now, and you won't do the task today."

"Hey, no need." Unexpectedly, Song Chizhou reached out to stop her: "I'm not that delicate. I just have a fever. I can still do the task."

"Tsk, this is not a matter of being squeamish or not." Jiang Suwan had a sullen face, and her eyebrows were full of worry that she was not aware of: "You should rest when you are sick. An An and I are still doing the task, sir. None of you will affect my fortune-telling."

"Hmph," Song Chizhou chuckled, although his smile looked a little pale and sickly: "I know you can do the task without me, but I just don't want to go back and be alone. I want to accompany you and An An. "

Jiang Suwan looked at him, but refused without any hesitation: "No. It's clear and sunny, and An An and I are not afraid of ghosts, so there is no need for you to accompany us."

Song Jinan nodded in agreement: "Yes, Dad, you should have a good rest now that you are sick. You don't have to go on missions with my mother and me."

Song Chizhou didn't speak, but the look on his face was visibly lost.

"Where can I use your company..."

His mind was filled with what Jiang Suwan said.

You don’t need him to accompany you, why don’t you need him to accompany you?Was he that insignificant to her?

Fans in the live broadcast room could see his emotions.

[What happened to Song Chizhou?Why do you feel so sad all of a sudden? 】

【Why else?Of course it's because Sister Su said she didn't need him to accompany her. 】

[Hey, it turns out President Song also has such a fragile side. 】

[Hahahahahaha, he is sick, so stop teasing him and care about his mood. 】

[By the way, Song Chizhou is not awkward at all today. He actually dared to say in front of us that he wanted to accompany Susu! (ps: Sorry, I automatically ignored An An!)]

Full-level V: [It must have been something Susu said to him last night after she was drunk, which made him suddenly become so brave! (Although Susu just said she didn’t want him to accompany her and it hurt his heart again...)】

Assistant Xiao Li is very reasonable (rectified version): [Well done, Boss Song!That’s it, love needs to be spoken loudly! ! 】

Sweet Susujiang: [It’s over. The first time I mustered up the courage to say these words to Suwan, I was severely rejected by Suwan. I’m afraid this kid Song Chizhou will have to be beaten back to his original form...]( End of this chapter)