Insect King Evolution System

Wen Du waved his hand at him and told him to leave.

"Do you know who I am?" Wang Lei said arrogantly: "Believe it or not, I will immediately call for the demolition of this place." He said, gesturing to his feet.

Speaking of this, Wendu suddenly became interested, he laughed, and looked at Wang Lei: "Who are you? Why are you demolishing here?"

"Hmph!" I, Wang Lei, raised my head high: "I am Wang Shuo's younger brother, Wang Lei, and the Taoist is called Wang Erye." He tilted his head and looked at Wendu with his eyes.

Wendu shook his head and silently took out his mobile phone.

"Hey, Brother Wang, do you have a younger brother named Wang Lei...... He is here with me now, and he said that he would tear down my house, and what else did he say, and the people on the road called him the second master.

When Wang Lei heard Wen Du calling, his face changed, his brows were tightly knit, and his expression was very nervous.

"Oh, Brother Wang, I'll do what you say...... Well, that's okay, I'm hanging.

Wen Du hung up the phone and looked at Wang Lei very calmly: "Your brother Wang Shuo said, let me throw you out, what do you think

?" "Uh, Mr. Lu, even if you don't agree, don't do this?" Wang Lei still felt that he was not wrong.

But he forgot that he had just threatened Wendu and said that he would demolish Wendu's house.

"Alas~" Wen Du sighed, waved his hand at Wang Lei and said, "Si Yi, throw him out!" After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Wang Lei anymore, and turned his head and walked upstairs directly.

"Code, surnamed Lu, you will regret

it~" "Dong~"

Wen Du walked to the upstairs room "Xiao An~Uh! What about people?"

"Could it be that it's still live streaming?" Wendu muttered to himself. He walked to the room where he was broadcasting.

Push the door.

"An Qing, Xiaoxiao, why are you still broadcasting, and don't look at what time it is?" Wen Du was a little angry, he was angry because it had been broadcast for nearly a day, and he ate at noon for a while. He was angry because An Qing and Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to their bodies.

However, An Qing and Xiaoxiao, who were wearing headphones, didn't hear him talk, and still chatted with the live broadcast room.

Wen Du walked over and gently took off the small headphones.

"Brother?"

and "Shhhh......hh

The two of them looked at An Qing like that, and it wasn't until An Qing's barrage appeared that

'The God of Song is here, the God of Song is here', 'The God of Song is behind', 'The God of Song, singing

'

An Qing turned his head.

"Well, Brother Du, you're here!" An Qing rubbed her stomach after speaking.

Wen Dudu just looked at An Qing and didn't speak.

An Qing looked at Xiaoxiao, and saw Xiaoxiao mouth-shaping her, but unfortunately An Qing didn't understand it, and was discovered by Wendu.

Wen Du just looked at An Qing and didn't speak, Xiaoxiao also lowered his head, and the two index fingers touched and touched together. (Since watching cartoons as a child, I've loved this action).

An Qing looked at Wen Du, and she also felt that Wen Du was a little angry.

"Brother Du, don't be angry, okay~ An Qing said coquettishly.

Wen Du still didn't speak.

An Qing saw that one move didn't work, she could only use her "nirvana".

She pounced on Wendu and hugged him and shook him.

Wen Du's eyes skimmed to An Qing's computer, and he saw that the barrage was full of '666666'.

"Okay, dizzy. Wendu surrendered. If Wen Du still doesn't speak, An Qing can keep shaking until Wen Du speaks.

Wendu is also very helpless, his own woman, he can't beat, he can't scold, Wendu suddenly remembered a sentence he saw on the Internet, 'The bubble he made an appointment with tears will be finished, and the woman he chooses will be spoiled even if he grits his teeth'. Wen Du wanted to cry without tears.

"Hmph!" An Qing raised her head, snorted coldly, and said in her heart: Sample, return it to Aunt Ben and Grandma, see that I am not cured, you are obedient.

Wendu helped An Qing and asked An Qing to look at himself: "An Qing, in the future, every week, you can only broadcast live three times, each time, no more than three hours." Xiaoxiao too, if you don't agree, you have to agree. Wendu said very resolutely.

Xiao Xiao nodded, indicating that she understood.

An Qing thought for a while: "Okay, okay, I know, I know that you feel sorry for me." I'm really hungry, so let's go eat. "