The breeder has turned black again

Chapter 148 My uncle found out that Jiyu was broadcasting live!
Ding dong sound.

The silence in the conference room was broken.

The noble man sitting at the top raised his eyelids.

Signal the person who reported to continue.

His eyes lightly fell on the screen.

On the computer screen is a push message from a certain fish live broadcast.

#满绵 is on the air again, there is a surprise today~#
Shang Jinshen paused for a second, and opened the room of the anchor named Mianmian.

He wants to see.

What does his child look like.

The computer was muted by him.

Only the screen above can be seen.

But just a glance...

Shang Jinshen's pupils shrank suddenly!
The people who were sitting in danger suddenly heard a harsh sound of seats being pushed away suddenly.

Look at the past.

It was his own president who closed the computer abruptly, and strode away suddenly with an unpredictable expression.

The pace is eager, and the whole body seems to be wrapped in ice!
What's going on here?
Everyone looked at each other.

Yang Lin was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

He seemed to be watching the president watching the live broadcast just now.

Opposite is a girl wearing a mask.

It looks pretty hot.

but……

What does this have to do with their president?

Shang Jin drove away from the Shang's building with a cold face.

Inside the car, there's a tiny human in the advanced playback screen.

Shang Jinshen poked the guy's forehead with his finger across the screen.

Ah.

This guy really wants to go to heaven!
Wearing a half mask in a deceptive way?

Who is this fooling!
Showing the eyes that hide bad ideas, he will not admit his mistake even if he dies!
Who else could it be if it wasn't that brat!

Shang Jinshen snorted again coldly.

This guy has never been obedient!
There was a chill on the back of Jiyu.

How did she feel that something bad was going to happen?

She shook her head, pointed at the microphone, and continued singing.

The girl's voice is more magnetic and lower than other girls.

It's not the kind of cute, cute, whiny type.

On the contrary, it is clear and ethereal, like a mountain spring bubbling from a deep stream.

The voice is warm and the tune is soothing.

Like the gentlest breeze in spring gently caressing my heart.

The water friends in the live broadcast room only felt refreshed, and their tiredness and laziness were all swept away.

Miraculously cleansed their hearts.

This is the first time Jiyu sang in a live broadcast room.

As soon as I opened my voice, the first song I sang was a relatively simple ancient style song.

She is wearing a simple white T-shirt and slim-fit jeans today.

The exposed arms are milky white and slender.

The neck is elegant and slender.

There is no makeup applied to the face, nor is there a filter for beautification.

The skin is perfect without a trace of blemishes.

The female fans in the live broadcast room bit their handkerchiefs and groaned.

It's okay to sing well.

But the face is so beautiful, so they can't live?

Jiyu seems to be extraordinarily pure.

White clothes and black trousers, vermicelli in clear soup.

The skin can be broken by blowing bombs.

Red lips and white teeth.

A pair of apricot eyes are black and white, clear to the bottom.

It is full of curiosity about the world and full of vitality.

The little sun is average.

Seems to wipe out all darkness.

Some people like it, some people want to destroy it.

A huge living room.

Heavy curtains block out the bright sunlight outside.

The room was dark and cold.

Only the computer screen exudes a quiet light.

The face of the man sitting in front of the computer is loomingly reflected.

The man turned to light the fire.

Sparks erupted faintly from the fingertips.

The man narrowed his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke comfortably.

Look at the crystal clear eyes of the girl on the screen.

Next to my ear is the girl's incomparably clear voice.

The man took another drag on his cigarette.

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