[There is a problem on the road to the self-driving tour. It is almost 10 o'clock in the evening when you arrive at the hotel, so you can only update this chapter. Go to the sea to play tomorrow, and watch Baodao Bay in the distance~~ But I will try my best to maintain normal updates, I hope everyone understands!]

"You guys are nervous."

Jia Long was concentrating on watching Miss Mixilu's singing performance, and when she saw her salivating, she turned her head and found that the barrage was full of rhythms that she could sing.

She suddenly became angry and embarrassed.

She wanted to ask other young ladies to sing because she thought the song was so cute for girls to sing.

But sing yourself?

It's poisonous!

"Listen to the songs well, are you upset? I won't sing them."

She turned her head away and looked straight at the young lady's live broadcast room on the screen.

Miss Misilu finished singing soon.

"It sounds nice. My husband is kind to you to kiss me, so I respect you first--mua!"

Jia Long became a habit of teasing, and his rosy little face smiled sweetly and sent a barrage.

"Mr. Long Husband Mua!"

The other party interacts very well.

Jia Long was having a lot of fun, and the popularity of the live broadcast room opposite was soaring.

I just finished more than 300,000, but soon it soared to more than 500,000, completely breaking the popularity record of Miss Mixilu’s personal live broadcast room.

But soon, Mixilu, who was very happy, found that she was filming in the barrage, "Let Long Master sing the best in the world," "We want to listen to Meng Longlong sing the best in the world."

"Hey, Mr. Long, many barrages say that you want to listen to your husband's number one in the world, just sing it to them, I want to listen to it too."

Missilu smiled sly and read out these barrage.

This is the urging palace.

"I can't sing well, don't sing."

However, Jia Long flatly refused and sent out a barrage of refusal to cooperate.

"Sing, good husband, I'll sing it to you. If you sing, will I tell you Mr. Long in the future?"

Missilo begged.

"Uh, this..." Jia Long was obviously said by the other party, "I will call Mr. Long's husband in the future." This temptation and temptation were shaken by Xinsheng.

She is weighing the pros and cons.

"My good husband, Mr. Long, you must be very good at singing. People want to listen to it."

Seeing that there was a show, Miss Misilou showed her charming queen's true nature with a variety of styles, and begged with a coquettish voice.

Jia Long suddenly felt sobbing when he was thrown by the beautiful vixen on the screen...

"Okay, okay, but everyone is not allowed to laugh at me."

Jia Long made a barrage, and then in the live broadcast room, the drone cleverly pulled it into a distance. The pretty young girl with a slightly red face appeared in front of the camera.

"I didn't sing for you, don't take the role."

When the audience saw that her face was a little red, they could feel the girl's shyness.

"I forgot about the pink when I see the color, Meng Longlong couldn't imagine that you are such a person."

"No matter who you sing for, just sing it to us, sing it quickly."

"Menglonglong knocks on love, and singing this song will definitely make love even louder. Sing it, sing it, my husband, I'll listen."

"Don't argue, you just treat us as your husband."

Fans jokingly with smiles on Jia Long.

This girl is so handsome, but she is quite interesting to be shy.

Jia Long looked at the barrage and suddenly felt a little regretful about her easily agreeing to sing this song.

But when the arrow is drawn, there is no turning back. The hole I dug for myself will jump down with tears in my eyes.

Jia Long breathed gently, lit the accompaniment on the computer, and began to slowly open his red lips.

When the music ended, she could finally laugh out loud.

"Puff hahahahaha, don't look at me, it's so shameful."

She smiled sweetly and avoided the camera, and even blocked her cheeks with her palms.

“6666, so cute.”

“Good and nice.”

"Is this what Meng Longlong is like in her daily life? She is just a simple little girl."

“Singing nicely, and people are super cute.”

"Xiaolonglong, sister loves you even more."

In this live broadcast room of Toulongye, the wild fans of the past have changed into the mode of little fans and little fans. Many viewers who had just glanced at Jia Long's daily live broadcasts and left if they were not good-looking, stopped completely.

Miss Misilu on the other end was already staring at the shock.

She was scared.

Others may just hear that Jia Long sings very cute and sang very well, but she knew that Jia Long was just good, but very professional, and even better than her in singing skills.

"Honey Master Long, it turns out that you are so good at singing."

Missilu was in her live broadcast room and expressed her respect bluntly.

Jia Long just came back to his senses from the embarrassment. When he saw the anchor girl speaking, he quickly started chatting with her as if he changed the topic.

"Yes, I sing very well, do you feel like I'm falling in love with my husband more?"

She knew that the other party was also watching her live broadcast room, so she had a conversation from afar.

"I love you more and more. By the way, I should be my husband."

Mixilu felt that she should seize the status of "husband".

"You are not at all, no matter how you look at me, I should be!"

"Tell me where you look at it. Your breasts are bigger than your sister, your face is more beautiful than your sister, and your figure is better than your sister. Could it be...what do you want to say that you took out one meter from below?"

Miss Mixilu is very good at speaking.

"I... I'm more masculine than you, okay? Everyone calls me Master Long, and they say that I will have eternal life. How powerful is this." Jia Long wanted to say that it was very long to take it out, but she really had nothing to take. So she could only show off her mouth and talk.

The two female anchors flirted with each other through the live broadcast room, and they looked quite happy.

But there are two young ladies who use a little "laughing" chat style. One is the extremely charming fox beauty, and the other is a little beautiful girl who looks a little green but has a more charming beauty.

So just watching their lace-filled intercourse makes the audience feel a strong and beautiful feeling, and the picture is very beautiful.

The live broadcast that night was very good.

The only one guy who should have been the protagonist, but after the audience responded poorly, he became a marginal character - Maomao, who was very unhappy.

It was eating perfect food by a resentful person, and then wiped his mouth clean with a tissue, looking at "Jia Long's father" and knocking on the floor with his claws.

Didn't get a response from my dad.

The little guy was very sad and straightened his small body. Seeing that it was just enough to reach the door handle of the room, he gently opened the door.

It twisted its small buttocks, ran to the kitchen and opened the large refrigerator, climbed up the refrigeration layer with all its hands and feet, and took a bag of potato chips.

Then he turned around one step and walked into the door in a lonely manner.

"The rake ignores others, and they will eat and become fat loli, and they will sanitize her when they hold her!"
Chapter completed!