my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 113 Wen Fengxi: "I guess I was scared by the tigress behind me"

Jiang Huaichu resisted the desire to roll his eyes: "There is no reason why I have no relationship with you, Miss, you may have called me wrong."

As soon as Wang Shishi heard Jiang Huaichu's words, her eyes immediately filled with water as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm just a fan of Wen Shao, I want to take a group photo, I don't mean anything else..."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't bear it anymore and covered her face and walked away.

Jiang Huaichu was dumbfounded, as if his status as a movie queen had been challenged.

"What the hell is she crying for?"

Wen Fengxi: "I guess I was scared by the tigress behind me."

A certain tigress immediately glared at him.

Wen Fengxi leisurely raised his goblet to her.

After a while, Jiang Huaichu's shoulders slumped, he was more wronged than Wang Shishi, and he said aggrievedly: "I really didn't kill her..."

Tonight is Mrs. Jiang's birthday banquet, and Jiang Huai left after attending it for the first time is a bit unreasonable, so he asked Wen Fengxi to go back first and live in Jiang's house by himself.

The old man Jiang took Jiang Huaichu to recognize his face, as if he wanted to formally introduce Jiang Huaichu to these high-level celebrities.

Jiang Xuanhe was busy with things in the army, so he couldn't come back to attend the birthday banquet, but he asked someone to bring a gift.

It was almost eleven o'clock after the guests left one after another.

Jiang Huaichu took a shower, yawned and was about to go to bed when suddenly the assistant called her.

Assistant: "The first day of junior high school!! There are only a few days left in this month, and there are still more than ten hours of waiting time, what do you want to do!"

Jiang Huaichu suddenly fell asleep and was scared away, and sat up from the bed like a corpse: "How long is it?"

Assistant: "Eighteen hours, there are three days left." The assistant was even more anxious than she: "I will tell you to be a fool every day! The penalty for breach of contract is tens of millions. What will I do if you feel cold, little ancestor?"

Jiang Huai pulled his slippers out of bed and said, "I won't die of starvation even if you starve to death. Quickly help me find some housekeepers. I'll broadcast it for a few hours first."

The [-]th-line Internet celebrity anchorwoman started broadcasting late at night, and was squatted by many night owls.

【Is this a late-night benefit...】

【Grandma, come quickly!The favorite female anchor of your youth is finally on the air! 】

……

After the Huabei Chicken Eating Competition ended last time, Jianghuai Chu did not broadcast it for many days.

Jiang Huaichu smiled: "I'll make up for the time."

It was too late at this point, and the number kalends had a high score, so I didn't get in after waiting for a long time.

At the beginning of Jianghuai, he could only sacrifice the trumpet that had not been used for several years.

After playing a few times, Jiang Huaichu kept yawning non-stop, and the barrage fans looked a little distressed.

[It's two o'clock in the morning, you should sleep on the first day of the new year. 】

[Don't stay up late, we will feel bad. 】

……

Originally, I went to toast with my grandfather today and stood for several hours. The high heels were long and thin, and my legs were sore when I returned to the room.

Not to mention drinking some wine, and now playing games for a few hours.

Jiang Huaichu couldn't bear it anymore, and apologized to the audience: "I'm sorry, I will broadcast it again tomorrow."

After Jianghuai first downloaded the broadcast, he saw the news from Wen Fengxi on his mobile phone.

At 34:[-] in the evening, Wen Fengxi asked her if she was done with her work.

It's already two o'clock in the morning, and if I return to him, I'm sure he will talk about it again tomorrow.

Jiang Huaichu hesitated for a while, but did not reply to his message, and turned off his phone to sleep.

On Wen Fengxi's side, he watched Jiang Huaichu download the broadcast, but the phone was lying quietly on his right side without any movement.

Wen Fengxi leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the already dark live broadcast room.

(End of this chapter)