Chapter 63 He Doesn’t Love Me [Second Update] Qingshu Accepts Me! …
If Xia Qingshu looks like a sexy and cute little wild cat when wearing a cat ear headband, then when he wears a wig, he becomes a top beauty.
The wig is a long, slightly curly hair in chocolate color, matched with peach blossom makeup, the whole person looks like a blooming peach petal, pink and delicate, emitting an alluring fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies.
He was wearing a sports sweatshirt which was a little too big for him and hung lazily on him, making him look like a lazy beauty.
The barrage painting style gradually evolved from baby carriages to bicycles and cars...
Xia Qingshu was frightened by the blunt words of the old pervert and turned to Wen Sheng to complain, "Why are they like this?"
Because his lips were sticky and uncomfortable due to the lipstick on them, he pouted his lips a little and his voice ended with a tremor, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.
His ears turned pink instantly, and his whole body seemed to be sunken in peach petals, which could easily arouse people's deepest desires. see.
[Wow, wow, the beauty still knows how to act like a spoiled child, I can’t save her! ! ! 】
[Do you have a skirt? Host, I want to buy a skirt. Please deliver it quickly so I can try it on! ! 】
[My wife is a spoiled baby, this is why I can’t get out of bed! ! 】
[Wife, if you say a few more words, I’m going to be malnourished! ! ! 】
[Now that I have a wife, I feel that even the richest boyfriend standing behind me is not attractive anymore. Am I too arrogant? ! 】
[The person above is not alone. I am willing to work all my life to support my wife! ! 】
[Girls, I’m going!] ! ! 】
Wen Sheng was stunned for a moment. If the director hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten to respond.
His body trembled for a moment, then returned to normal. "Housing manager, please pay attention. Anyone who makes extreme remarks will be kicked out."
Xia Qingshu glanced at the comments, blushing, and explained to everyone seriously, "I'm not acting like a spoiled child. I always talk like this. Why are you pouting? Because I feel uncomfortable with the lipstick on."
That's how he speaks, in a soft, gentle voice, and if he's scared, he'll draw out the last syllable. But he really wasn't acting like a spoiled child. He wasn't some weird guy who was always whimpering and acting like a spoiled child.
[Help! This little beauty has such a good temper! The way she explains seriously is killing me! ! 】
[Okay, okay, you’re not acting like a spoiled child, I’m the one acting like a spoiled child, is that okay? Wife, please praise me for my cleverness! ! 】
[This is more suitable for kneading into balls and flattening!] 】
[Hahaha, did anyone just see that the baby was acting so coquettishly that even Mr. Wen, the great actor, couldn’t handle it. It was so funny! 】
Kanan came out in time to smooth things over and asked the assistant to quickly put on the wig link. As soon as I put it up after counting 123, it was sold out immediately.
After the final count, more than 100 million goods were sold in just half an hour.
When Xia Qingshu heard the amount, he smacked his lips in surprise.
When he was surprised, his eyes opened wide, his teeth bit his tongue, and half of his pink tongue was exposed. He seemed to be acting cute, which caused another wave of comments.
Wen Sheng patiently explained to him that there were tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, and the average person only spent a few dollars.
Xia Qingshu sighed: "It turns out that there is strength in numbers."
He looks cute and blinks his eyes from time to time, as if he is giving people electric shocks.
Being stared at by his seductive eyes, there is a risk of cardiac arrest at any time.
But he was still ignorant, well-behaved and obedient, allowing others to control him. Kankan couldn't help but pinch him on the face.
Xia Qingshu looked at Wan Wan with admiration, "Sister Wan Wan, how many days a week do you live stream?"
Wan Wan smiled and said, "I have to live broadcast every day, and occasionally take a break once a week."
"Wow, that's amazing!" Xia Qingshu counted on his fingers, "So you have to buy billions of goods every month! You can sell tens of billions a year, and there are shopping festivals and so on!"
Wan Wan smiled modestly, "No, no, I usually can't sell that much in a day during my live broadcast. The most I've ever sold was several million. And I can't sell that much every time. This is all thanks to you."
Kanan has been in this business for a long time and knows it all very well. It is really all thanks to Xia Qingshu that the products sell so well. No matter which of the "passersby" behind were pulled up, they would not have such a good effect as Xia Qingshu.
Not only cosmetics and skin care products were sold, but even wigs, headbands, and beauty eggs were sold out.
She even felt that if there was a link to the bench that Xia Qingshu had sat on, these crazy friends in the live broadcast room would continue to buy.
If Xia Qingshu is willing to work in this industry, he will definitely become a leader in the industry.
The third anchor was a gaming anchor. Two male high school students and Xia Ji were in a four-person group with the anchor. Logically, the others should have been watching from the side, but Chen Zhiyu and Shen Xunyi didn't say hello and just turned around and left.
Xia Qingshu felt uncomfortable wearing the wig. When Wen Sheng found out, he asked him to go back to the lounge first. When Xia Qingshu opened the door of the lounge, she saw Chen Zhiyu and Shen Xunyi sitting on two sofas respectively, each holding an ice pack in their hands and applying it to their noses.
Because they were acting out a cheesy sitcom, both of their clothes were a little wet, and not only were their clothes wet, there were also bloodstains on their lapels.
Xia Qingshu’s first reaction was: Was there a fight?
Chen Zhiyu's temper was originally very cold and hard, and Shen Xunyi was also moody. Just now, the two of them started to quarrel with each other directly in front of the stage, and there was a high possibility of a fight behind the scenes.
Seeing Xia Qingshu coming in, Chen Zhiyu threw away the ice pack and waved at him, "Qingshu, come here."
"Oh." Xia Qingshu walked over obediently and sat next to Chen Zhiyu.
There were no wounds or bruises on Chen Zhiyu's face, but there was some unwiped blood near his nasolabial groove, and the blood on his collar seemed to be from his nose.
Xia Qingshu secretly glanced at Shen Xunyi, and he was in the same situation.
Both of them had nosebleeds.
The mountain is only a few hundred meters above sea level, so these two people don't look very weak.
Chen Zhiyu had a nosebleed last night, and he had one again today. Is he sick? Should I remind him to get a physical check-up?
I heard that many young people look capable, but are actually weak inside...
Many little question marks popped up in Xia Qingshu's head.
Chen Zhiyu turned his head and looked at him blankly.
Just now, Xia Qingshu had his back to him, so he could only see his face in the video. Occasionally, when he turned sideways, he could catch a glimpse of his stunning profile.
Watching people through videos is not that real. Seeing that bright face up close now gives people an intuitive visual impact.
His facial features were originally delicate and colorful. After applying mascara, his hazy eyes were filled with water. A casual glance from him could disrupt the rhythm of one's breathing.
The white face was flushed, as if the blooming petals were crushed and the rotten juice flowed out...
"Brother Zhiyu, what do you want me to do?" Xia Qingshu raised his head slightly.
Chen Zhiyu's brain clicked suddenly, as if a string had broken, and everything went blank.
"......"
Shit, I just wanted to say something and I forgot it.
Chen Zhiyu took a deep breath, turned his eyes away from the other person's face, then pretended to be calm and took off his coat, put it on Xia Qingshu, and said lightly, "It's cold in the mountains."
A suit jacket with a cool cedar-like air was draped over Xia Qingshu's head.
It was the first time that Chen Zhiyu did such a manly thing in public. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, his ears turned red, and he turned his head away.
Xia Qingshu didn't feel cold at all. The air conditioner was on in the lounge, but he still felt a little sweaty after sitting there for a while. But he couldn't refuse other people's kindness, so he thanked them quietly and sat there without moving.
There were only three of them in the room, and for a moment, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, a sudden voice sounded——
"you're so beautiful."
Shen Xunyi pinched the ice cube and looked straight at Xia Qingshu.
"......"
Xia Qingshu felt a little embarrassed to be evaluated on his appearance in front of him. He didn't know how to answer, so he could only lower his head and reply vaguely, "Beautiful is used to describe girls. I'm handsome, okay."
Xia Qingshu felt that he was quite shameless for praising himself for being handsome.
As soon as he finished speaking, his ears turned red.
Shen Xunyi put down the ice, sat opposite him, looked at his face unscrupulously, and said objectively but not calmly, "It's not handsome, it's pretty, beautiful."
His tone was neither vulgar nor sarcastic, but rather appreciative, as if he was praising a work of art.
Not only appreciate it, I also like it.
Xia Qingshu didn't feel offended, just a little embarrassed, which reminded him of the barrage just now.
Facing the compliments from others, he could not remain indifferent and whispered, "Thank you for the compliment."
Chen Zhiyu stood up suddenly, grabbed his coat and shook it open, covering Xia Qingshu's face with it.
Turning around, he said coldly, "What does it have to do with you whether he is handsome or not?!"
His tone was sharp, with the natural authority of someone in power.
Straightforward and merciless.
The awe-inspiring aura is filled with a strong possessiveness.
The atmosphere suddenly dropped from warm and ambiguous to freezing point.
Xia Qingshu was dumbfounded. Why did they start quarreling over just a disagreement?
If everyone has a natural fear of Chen Zhiyu, the one who is least afraid of Chen Zhiyu is Shen Xunyi. The two men, one from the south and the other from the north, are often compared because of their similar age and family background. Although we have only met a few times, we can be said to have a Yu-Liang complex.
Chen Xunyi did not back down and fought back even more arrogantly, "What does that have to do with you?!"
He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Xia Qingshu, "Right, Xiao Qingshu."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
Why are you cueing him again? !
Shen Xunyi looked very proud and satisfied.
He asked Xia Qingshu before climbing the mountain, and Xia Qingshu told him clearly that there was no personal relationship between her and Chen Zhiyu. He might have had doubts at the time, but after meeting Chen Zhiyu, he was 100% sure that Xia Qingshu had no such intentions towards Chen Zhiyu at all, and this was just Chen Zhiyu's wishful thinking.
I wonder where he got the confidence to monopolize Xia Qingshu and not allow anyone else to look at her?
It's a joke.
Shen Xunyi looked over, raised his eyebrows at Xia Qingshu, and signaled him with his eyes to say something.
Chen Zhiyu also looked over. His dark eyes were as deep as a well, staring at Xia Qingshu, and he was also expecting him to say something.
Xia Qingshu: “…”
Help... He had no idea what they were arguing about or why...
It seemed like Chen Xunyi said he was beautiful, and then suddenly they started arguing...
Are these two elementary school students just quarreling over this?
He quietly covered his head with Chen Zhiyu's suit and hid like a little turtle.
Chen Zhiyu glanced at him, his heart softened, and his aura was reduced by three points, "Keep your voice down, you're scaring Qingshu."
"OK." Shen Xunyi raised his hand to his chest, "Then let's keep our voices down."
Chen Zhiyu sneered, sat down next to Xia Qingshu, spread his arms and leaned on the armrest of the sofa.
Xia Qingshu huddled up on the sofa. If the other person came a little closer, he would be able to hold him in his arms.
Chen Zhiyu smiled confidently at Shen Xunyi, “Xia Qingshu likes me and has just accepted me.”
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