In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

I always suspect that when she starts broadcasting, there will be a pair of familiar eyes staring at her.

She even thought about giving up her live broadcast career.

However, the empty wallet protested.

Although he had a job as a sound engineer at the Fanxing Studio, the salary offered by the Xingge store manager was barely enough to make ends meet.

The cost of living in Tokyo is quite high.

After deducting the necessary expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation, there is actually not much money left every month.

PA-san is a homebody and has no obsession with beautiful clothes and brand-name bags.

But playing games requires money.

Besides, she is no longer an 18-year-old girl. As an adult who has entered society, she spends more than 30,000 yen every month on skin care alone.

It was obvious that the job of a sound engineer alone could not support her expenses.

In the past, thanks to the live broadcast income from the account "Yinxi Art Official", it was still possible to achieve a balance between income and expenditure.

But after stopping the live broadcast for a while, my wallet, which was already tight, became even tighter.

When people are poor, they tend to have a lucky mentality.

It's been so long...

It's just a short broadcast, it shouldn't be discovered by someone by chance, right?

But Murphy's Law is still in effect.

Who would have thought that things would turn out to be such a coincidence!

That day, PA-san recalled the fear of being opened in the box and the shame of being killed by a solo player offline.

The confused older sister with long black hair subconsciously started an awkward conversation.

[Audio Drama Art Official: Hahaha, what a coincidence, so you surf the Internet too~]

【White Carp: ……】

[Bai Li: I am still considered a modern person.]

It would be strange for young people in modern society living in big cities in the 21st century not to go online, right?

PA-san also realized that he had said something stupid, and his snow-white toes couldn't help but curl up, and he quickly tried to make amends for himself.

[Yinxi Art Official: It's a bit surprising that someone like Baili-kun would actually watch a virtual live broadcast... Ahem, come to think of it, the last time I was sick, it was thanks to your help that I recovered so quickly. I haven't had time to thank you yet.]

[Yinxi Art Official: I wonder if Bailijun has some free time lately? I know a Japanese restaurant with great food. Interested in trying it? I'll treat you!]

Is this... hush money?

Bai Li pondered for two seconds.

He could actually understand PA-san's thoughts. He was just worried that he would leak the secret.

In fact, she really didn't need to be so scared. Bai Li was not a talkative person and fully respected PA-san's hobbies.

After all, being a virtual anchor is reasonable and legal, and it does not affect other people. It is just a job, which is essentially no different from working as a corporate slave. There is really no need to feel ashamed of it.

However, everyone has their own ideas.

If doing so could make PA-san feel at ease, Bai Li would not refuse on purpose, lest this big sister with long black hair would always have wild thoughts and not even dare to look him in the eye when he went to Fanxing occasionally.

The only problem is that his schedule is quite full during this period and he can't spare any free time for the time being.

PA Sang was not disappointed with this answer at all. She said generously that everything would be based on his arrangements. If he was not free this week, she would come next week. If he was not free next week, she would come the week after that. She would be available at any time.

And so, the two reached an agreement.

After a few polite words about each other's recent situation, Bai Li took the initiative to end the conversation.

He turned off the screen and thought about it, but decided not to use his spiritual power to dry the water droplets. He changed into a bathrobe, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

Metis had returned to his room and was rolling around on the bed wrapped in his quilt.

Bai Li withdrew his mind and continued to wipe his hair. He looked at the two girls sitting on the sofa and asked casually:

"The water's still warm, anyone want to take a bath?"

In Neon, it is common for the whole family to share a tub of hot water for a bath.

After all, water bills are not cheap, so any savings count.

With Bai Li's cultivation level, he has long been able to keep his body free of dust. Taking a bath is just a form of spiritual relaxation for him. Even the bath water he has used will not be dirty at all, and there is no need to worry about hygiene issues.

"Today, there was very little exercise."

Ruoye Mu still looked calm and cool, which implied that he didn't sweat much, so he didn't need to take a bath.

If she were with her brother, she would be very interested.

But I'm alone...

Forget it, let’s give the opportunity to others.

The girl tilted her head and looked at Qingmei beside her.

"Xiao Xiang, I just said that I'm very tired and want to take a bath. Don't you want to go?"

Eh?

Is this true?

The blue-haired girl was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that it was Xiao Mu who was assisting her.

Although she didn't get a kiss from the president just now, if she could take a bath in the same bathtub with the president, wouldn't it be equivalent to her taking a bath with the president?

Even such a rare opportunity must be given to her! Xiao Mu, my superman!

Wait until the girl brings a change of clothes and walks into the bathroom excitedly.

Baili also planned to go to the bedroom to see Metis and at least ask her to let go of the poor cup.

But as soon as he took a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled.

"elder brother."

Turning around, I met a pair of clear amber eyes.

"Before, I didn't have time to feel it carefully..."

The girl with light green hair blinked and pointed to her cheek.

"Okay, can we do it again?"

……

"call……"

So comfortable.

Feeling the touch of hot water wrapping around her skin, Shoko Toyokawa squinted her eyes comfortably, like a satisfied cat.

Fengchuan Group is a large company, so naturally they don't need to save water bills like ordinary people.

This was the first time in her life that she had taken a bath in hot water that had been used by someone else.

But it’s not annoying. Instead, there’s a different kind of warmth, as if a pair of invisible hands are caressing my whole body.

It was like... the president was behind her, hugging her gently.

The girl's pretty face turned slightly red and she bit her lip lightly.

Uh...

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I last rewarded myself.

and so……

Once in a while, it should be... okay, right?

……

Someone was rolling around in the bedroom.

Someone hummed in the bathroom.

Someone is eating in the living room.

The evening breeze is quiet and the lights are friendly.

——Everyone has a bright future.

Chapter 244 Is it intentional or accidental?

Friday at the private Xiuhua Academy.

It was still an ordinary day, but if I have to say something, there are two things worth mentioning.

First, the cooking teacher who had been on leave for a long time returned to her loyal cooking classroom today. The content of the first lesson was also very simple, making tamagoyaki.

This is a traditional Japanese dish whose main ingredients include eggs, milk, salt, mirin, and bonito flakes soy sauce.

The method is not difficult, almost anyone can do it, and it is very suitable for beginners to learn.

The only problem is... even a dish like this that can be made with just the hands is as difficult as climbing to the sky for Yumiko, who is not good at cooking.

He couldn't even beat an egg, and shaking the egg liquid was like performing a live performance of taming his limbs. He almost made the pot in his hand fly out.

Just couldn't see it.

After all, she is my girlfriend. Even though she is a little stupid, I can't just leave her alone.

Bai Li had no choice but to personally teach her how to beat the eggs, how to apply oil, and how to roll the omelet...

This time it went quite smoothly. Although the finished product is not exquisite, at least it has taken shape.

But this scene seemed to have inspired others.

The cooking class, which was originally well-organized, suddenly became full of mistakes and omissions.

Some girls dropped eggs on the floor while beating them, some girls burned their hands while pouring oil, and some girls were simply splashed with milk. Their wet uniforms stuck tightly to their skin, and their curves were vaguely visible.

The cooking class teacher was an ordinary-looking thirty-year-old wife, and she was speechless at this scene.