Jia Jia also started to act funny: "Poor me, I have to move bricks and eat dog food~~~ I'm so envious that I cry. I also want to use the same microphone with my sister."
[Guan Guan gives to @quanmai magic witch (diamond)]
[This time I spent 8,000 yuan, and I got a random rebate of 100 times. I have received 8,000,00 yuan]
Yan smiled but said nothing. When skipping work to go out and play, one should always keep a low profile to avoid causing public outrage.
Guan Yan directly used gifts to shut up their gossiping mouths.
"Keep playing, and pronounce the words."
Lemon Dog Leg said: "Okay sister, thank you sister Quanmai, I will post it right away. I just thought of a few words, everyone can see the private message~"
Guan Yan looked at his own words, AD calcium.
Start describing.
You Shu: "I've been drinking it since I was a child."
Ye Wei: "I like to drink."
Su Wan: "I drank it every day when I was a kid."
Jia Jia: "Sour and sweet."
Qili: "It's mostly kids who love to drink it here."
Ah He: "It smells like milk."
Guan Guan: “I usually drink it in the morning.”
Lemon spoke up at the right moment, "Okay, everyone's done describing themselves. Now the countdown to voting begins. 321."
…
After that, they played three more rounds of Who is the Undercover. At the end of each round, Guan Yan would throw out a wave of diamonds, which made the sisters earn a lot of money. Each of them showed off their best skills in praising others.
Guan Yan also had a lot of fun playing this game. Although it was a simple game, it was still very fun to play.
Finally, I listened to a series of all-wheat playlists, and when Lemon and the others switched gears, Guan Yan left the Miracle 2 Hall.
Lemon also fed Guan Yan a melon in the private chat of Qiyu's friend, saying that she changed her strategy and circled the black and white guy who pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger. In the past, they talked about feelings, but now they only talk about money. She just got better at acting, and people thought Lemon liked him very much.
Guan Yan was very happy to hear this and gave Lemon a thumbs up. It would be a waste not to make this kind of money.
They didn't plan to go out at night. After taking a shower, Guan Yan watched her live broadcast, while Yan sat on the carpet on the balcony and put the computer on the small round table to deal with the matters in the second living room.
After all, he also invested in shares, so he can take leave these days, but he still has to arrange the affairs of the second hall occasionally.
Yan looked at the computer screen and occasionally looked up at Guan Yan who was curled up in a small ball on the sofa. He felt like he was dreaming.
This kind of life where everyone is busy with their own things in the same space makes him feel particularly at ease.
It seemed as if they just did nothing, she stayed on one side and he stayed on this side, and the years were peaceful and quiet.
Guan Yan watched videos for a while and felt a little greedy. She ran to the round table and prepared to grab two grapes and put them in her mouth. She was ready to eat a few more and then go back to her nest.
Yan knew from the sound of her footsteps that she was running on the floor without shoes or socks again.
When her shoes are on the left side of the bed and she is on the right side of the bed, she will be too lazy to reach over and put on her shoes, and will run around barefoot.
Yan stopped what he was doing, stood up, walked over, picked her up, bent down and put her on the sofa behind him, and said, "It's cold now, put on some socks."
She doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner, saying it's too dry, and the temperature in City G doesn't require it at all. She won't feel cold wearing thick pajamas indoors.
Guan Yan was leaning against the sofa, still clutching a few grapes, stuffing them into her mouth one by one. She muttered in dissatisfaction, "I'm just running a few steps. The wooden floor won't matter."
Yan went to the drawer under her dressing table and took out a pair of slightly thicker white socks and handed them to her, then sat on the carpet in front of the computer and continued to stare at his work groups.
While staring at the screen, he pinched her cold toes with his left hand and coaxed her softly: "Two steps, two steps, and two steps? Your feet get cold easily. Wear socks and you'll feel more comfortable when you play with your phone later. Be good, I'll be done in ten minutes or so."
Guan Yan maliciously spread her knees apart and placed them on either side of his shoulders, and said in a rebellious tone: "Then you put it on for me."
The height of the sofa was just right, and in this position, her heels were touching his abdominal muscles through the fabric of his pajamas.
"Okay, I'll put it on for you."
She actually thought that asking her to wear socks was a problem. Yan rubbed his hands together in a funny way, warmed his palms, and then held her right foot to warm it. After dozens of seconds, he took the white socks placed aside, folded them a few times, and put them on her little by little.
Then repeat the same steps to put socks on her left foot as well.
Her feet were really cold. It would be strange if they weren't cold after she had been sitting on the sofa without socks for so long.
It took him several minutes to put on her socks. After that, Yan didn't take her legs apart. He just let them hang on his shoulders and continued what he had just unfinished. He had to think carefully about where he was when he came back halfway through the work.
Guan Yan looked at Yan sitting on the ground seriously from behind, and he started to have another evil idea.
Reach out in front of him with your right hand, lift his chin and apply force upwards. This posture actually makes it difficult to make the person in front of you head fall backwards.
Yan only needed to use a little force on his neck to remain motionless, no matter how she twisted it, it was useless. But Yan certainly would not resist her, so he tilted his head back almost 90 degrees and looked at her upside down.
Guan Yan stroked his slender neck and said unreasonably, "You only care about work and leave me aside, right?"
Yan stared at her in reverse, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, a little aggrieved: "It was you who said you wanted to watch the live broadcast..."
Otherwise, how could he turn on the computer? She originally wanted to send him to the e-sports room in the basement, saying that there was no computer desk in the bedroom, and the e-sports room was equipped with top-notch equipment and a sound card. He had been thinking of slacking off these days when staying with her. It was okay for him to deal with things for a while, but he still wanted to be busy where he could see her when he looked up.
So what? She wouldn't admit it was her fault. How could she be wrong? She said matter-of-factly, "It was my past self who wanted to watch the live broadcast. What does that have to do with me now?"
Troublemaker.
He thought so in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He smiled cooperatively and asked her, "So what do you want to do now?"
Guan Yan bent down, lowered her head, lifted his chin up again, and put her lips against his, but they left immediately.
Then, she looked at him with a smile from a distance of half an elbow, and seemed to be asking him, "What do you think..." But she began to slowly move the tips of her four fingers down from his chin.
The collar of his pajamas was a relatively loose lapel, and her fingertips found her target with almost no hindrance. His body temperature was usually hotter than hers, and it was even hotter at this time.
Yan couldn't help but want to close his eyes and feel her touch, but he couldn't bear to miss every inch of her expression, the naughty, playful, provocative, and increasingly demanding ones.
She looked at him without avoiding his gaze, just staring at him straight and nakedly.
She hadn't had enough fun yet, so he wouldn't stop and spoil her fun. The back of Yan's head was still resting between her legs, and a blush gradually appeared on his face and body.
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