She ate potato chips, and from time to time she would stuff Ji Shao one or two bites.

Ji Shaoyi ate with her hand, and she would pat his head again and praise him: "So good."

It's like teasing a dog with snacks.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." I suspect you are avenging this morning, but I have no evidence.

After being teased by her for a while, Ji Shaoyi kissed her fingers docilely and said, "Stop making trouble."

Then he leaned against the bed, rubbed Lang Qiao's head and said, "You don't want to know, what did I do when I was called out this morning?"

Lang Qiao: "You will naturally tell me when you want to say it."

She has always trusted him unconditionally.

"That's right." Ji Shaoyi suddenly laughed, but after laughing, he said bitterly: "Brother Hang said that the fans are having a big fuss now. While fighting against the black fans to protect us, he also scolded the club for being heartless and wanted us to come forward to comfort him."

"What after the comforting?" Lang Qiao asked: "Will the club learn from this lesson and cancel all the inexplicable meetings and live broadcasts, or will it continue to arrange offline activities for us to make money?"

"It's obviously the latter, otherwise they wouldn't be in a hurry to appease the fans." Ji Shaoyi sneered: "So I refused."

After saying that, he tilted his hands on the edge of the bed, staring at Lang Qiao proudly with bright black eyes, his face saying "please praise", like a dog asking for praise.

Seeing that Lang Qiao was thinking, he pinched the empty drink bottle at the head of the bed and threw it out, and shouted: "Go, Ji Shaoyi."

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

"What are you doing when you stand?" Lang Qiao patted his head: "Go and pick up the drink bottle."

Ji Shaoyi: "???" I treat you as Mrs. Ji, are you fucking playing with me as a dog?

He autistic with a whimper.

Lang Qiaozhi was very happy, and rubbed his dog head comfortably and said, "Why should I refuse? Of course I agree to the live broadcast, but..."

She paused for a moment, curled her lips in a dark way and said, "We should control the content of the live broadcast."

Didn’t they want to rely on their super-strong ability to attract fans to cut leeks and make money just a mess?

Then they started from the root, pouted their sickle, and smashed their broken bowl.

In the afternoon of the same day, all members of the GNM team flew back to Jinshi City.

When getting off the plane, Zheng Hang, who had been worried all day, kept muttering: "If you continue to lose money like this, the team will not be able to afford the air tickets you have for the game in the future."

I don’t know if I’m really feeling emotion or saying it to them.

When Ji Shaoyi heard this, he was surprised not angry, and said calmly: "Brother Hang, let's play."

He suddenly became so easy to talk to, and Zheng Hang was a little uncomfortable and said with a suspicion: "Have you thought it through?"

"Think it clearly." Ji Shaoyi said: "We don't want you to be in the middle and make things difficult. We also hope that you can understand us. When you are trying to get benefits for us, don't always say that you will work hard, but in fact you just follow the management's ideas."

Zheng Hang got hot as he said, and he coughed twice with guilt and said, "That's natural."

Zheng Hang was very nervous along the way back.

I don’t know if he is too nervous recently or what’s wrong, he always feels that something big happens recently.

He rubbed his temples that were painful, turned his head and looked at Ji Shaoyi with concern and said, "When you go back to the base to broadcast live later, do you know what to say? In fact, there is no need to be a miserable person. Just comfort the fans and promise them a few words in the future and will not let them be scolded by other fans."

"The most important thing is to make Mrs. Ji feel that you have her in your heart."

Ji Shaoyi found a piece of yarn from somewhere and was wrapping it around his hand to teach Lang Qiao to play with a flower rope. He was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this.

"I'm afraid this won't work." He wrapped the red wool on his wrist, pulled Lang Qiao's hand and tied it to the other end, and said with a smile: "I will let the whole world know that the only one of my husband in my heart. Don't you want me to slap in the face naked?"

Lang Qiao looked at the sexy bow tied to his left ring finger, and his face became hot in an instant. He quietly pinched the soft flesh on his waist and said, "You can be sexy."

As soon as Ji Shao lowered his head, he pecked her hot ears lightly and laughed silently: "Mrs. Ji, my family, is thin-skinned and cannot protect her legitimate rights and interests, so I have to come in person."

Zheng Hang, caught off guard, was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food: "..."

"Don't worry about whether you have any in your heart or not, you have to coax others a few words, right?"

And Ji Shaoyi: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

Zheng Hang: "..." You have a few things in your heart.

As an exquisite pig boy who was going to live broadcast one night, Ji Shaoyi returned to the base and started taking a shower, changing clothes, and blowing his hair.

As the girlfriend of the exquisite Pig Boy, Lang Qiao naturally couldn't be compared by him. He also took a bath, put on makeup, and changed clothes for a while.

Ten minutes before the broadcast, the two of them wore contrasting work clothes and couples coats with complementary colors, walked into the training room with the same unrecognizable steps, and sat side by side with great movements.

Those who said they were here to take wedding photos were believed.

Zheng Hang was so angry that he took a deep breath on the spot.

Don’t ask, if you eat too much dog food, your toothache.

Ji Shaoyi sat on his pink e-sports chair, and he looked at his head puzzledly when he heard the sound: "What's wrong with Brother Hang? He looked constipated."

Zheng Hang: "..." Get out of here, you are so fucked constipation.

He took a deep breath, his voice trembling with anger: "You two are dressed like this, are you planning to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your certificate after the live broadcast? "

Ji Shaoyi really put his chin on his back and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Officially announced that you can consider it, just forget about it if you get the certificate."

Lang Qiao's cheeks were red, and he nodded seriously: "We are not old enough."

Zheng Hang: “…”

"Is this the point? The point is that it is easy to be exposed when you wear couple outfits!" He roared on the table.

Ji Shaoyi seemed to be like a drama actress and said with an exaggerated 'wow', "So we are wearing couple outfits? I thought it was a unified wholesale by the team, one for each person."

Lang Qiao continued to blush and nodded: "And everyone's color is different."

As long as they don’t admit it, this is the uniforms of the team.

Zheng Hang was completely numb, his mind was full of: You can just feed him, anyway, my heart is dead.

When Mr. Ji saw that he was fed by this dog food, his eyes were dull and his eyes were dull, as if he would be choked to death at any time, he immediately did not dare to feed him again.
Chapter completed!