Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Looking at the scrolling comments below, I am sincerely happy for Ji Huaichu.

There are still many people who like Ji Huaichu like her.

She held her head and looked at Ji Huaichu's profile.

The movement of the light red lips is very small. With each movement, the words that pop out of his mouth seem to have become perfect notes. I enjoy listening to it.

Everyone else listens to voices across the Internet.

What she heard was the most true.

Only at this time, Ji Huaichu was a little different, as if he became mature all at once.

Feeling her gaze, Ji Huaichu suddenly turned his head.

The snow-like skin was faintly flushed, his long eyelashes swept across, his eyes were pure and clean, like melting ice and snow.

When he looked over, the voice stopped abruptly.

Many fans in the live broadcast room didn't know what the situation was, but no one was making trouble, they were all waiting.

Seeing her holding her head and looking at herself, Ji Huai asked directly: "What's wrong? Am I boring?"

Yun Fan widened his eyes suddenly and pointed to the computer screen.

He is still broadcasting now, how can he speak directly?

Ji Huaichu didn't seem to mind this at all.

To be precise, Ji Huaichu has never minded that he does his own way, but Ji Huaichu like this is still a lot of people like.

Rather than seeing some cv wearing a mask every day, Ji Huaichu who is so mysterious and occasionally reveals his true temperament is more attractive.

The people in the live broadcast room heard Ji Huaichu's words and began to frantically screen again.

"Seriously, if another anchor suddenly speaks while reading the manuscript, I will feel that this anchor station is not dedicated to his work. When Huai Chu speaks, I wish he would say a few more words."

"Upstairs, you are not alone."

"Upstairs upstairs, you are not alone in the downstairs scolding you, besides, Huai Chu's voice is really roaring."

"Seriously, didn't you really notice the point? No one is curious about whom Huai Chu is talking to?"

As soon as this comment came out, everyone fell into deep thought.

People continue to speculate about whether the man sitting next to Ji Huaichu is a man or a woman, what identities are, why Ji Huaichu would read such emotional books, and why people would listen to him next to him.

With various signs, everyone involuntarily thought of an answer-girlfriend.

But no one wanted to confirm such a possibility, so everyone changed the topic tacitly.

But Ji Huaichu became uneasy.

When she didn't speak, Ji Huaichu became a little anxious, frowned and asked, "Why don't you speak? Huh?"

There was an ah, the ending sounded upward, and there was an indescribable feeling of laziness in it.

There was a string in Yun Fanfan's mind that broke directly.

Subconsciously said: "No..."

He reacted quickly and quickly closed his mouth.

But it was too late.

The surroundings were originally very quiet, and the sound live broadcast was different from other live broadcasts. The equipment was more advanced and there was very little noise, which also caused the host's own voice to be amplified.

Although Yun Fanfan only said one word, it was still conveyed to the ears of other people guarding the live broadcast room.

At this moment, everyone did not want to admit it, and was directly pulled back by the facts.

Female female female...?

Moreover, Huai Chu talked to her so tenderly.

It must be my sister, um, that's right.

When Ji Huai first saw her look a little embarrassed, he still stared at her closely.

Yun Fan bit his scalp and pointed to the computer, signaling him to work hard.