The snow-white teeth carefully bit the ribs, and the sweet and sour juice flowed into the mouth and flowed hot into the stomach.
——It’s delicious.
But when he thought of the dead body he had just seen, Su Yi felt uncomfortable all over.
“…I can’t eat much.”
He finished eating the piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and when he saw that the young master wanted to get more, he quickly waved his hand. The reddish-brown gravy on the ribs always reminded him of blood from a corpse.
"If you don't mind..." Su Yi pushed his untouched lunch box to the young master, "You can eat all of these."
Bai Sanshao, who had been watching from the side, saw his disabled elder brother take Su Yi's lunch box with a happy face. He lowered his head and moved very close to Su Yi. His breath blew the bride's white veil:
"Then if you are hungry later, remember to find me and I will give you something delicious."
Su Yi smiled politely, his eyes and eyebrows like a pair of crescent moons, the atmosphere between the two was harmonious, as if they were really a newlywed couple. Bai Da Shao deliberately ate Su Yi's lunch box and didn't eat his own. Although the dishes were similar, he ate them as if they were very delicious.
Bai Sanshao took a big bite of the ribs in his box and found them tasteless. His eyes were fixed on Su Yi and he didn't notice that the comments on his small TV were already exploding:
[Oh my god, Baishen, please stop staring at me. It hurts me so much]
[Does anyone remember that the plot setting says that the Third Young Master and the Bride are first love, could this be... the Third Young Master regards the Bride as his first love, but the Bride doesn't take the Third Young Master seriously at all?]
[Wow, wow, really! The plot says that the Third Young Master deliberately gave up his busy business to rush back for the bride's wedding. What does this mean! He still hasn't gotten over it after all these years. He was holding his breath just to let the bride see: I told you not to choose me back then, I told you to dislike me because I was a poor student, but now you want to marry such a disabled loser for money, and I am the heir of this Bai family! ]
[However, the bride was chatting and laughing with his disabled elder brother from beginning to end, and she never even looked at him. When she mentioned her first love, she just said lightly: It was just a joke during our school days, and he was not even her ex-boyfriend.]
[Help! Sisters in front, stop using your knives, stop using your knives, if you continue to use your knives on the children, they will become stupid! This is so cruel!]
[Wait a minute, did you notice something wrong with Bai Shen's left hand? Why is he holding it all the time? Is there something in his palm? ? ]
[It seems so. Even when eating, you would open your left hand to support the lunch box, right?]
[Fuck! I suddenly remembered! Oh my god, Bai Shen, you...you...]
[? ? ? ? What did you remember from before? ]
[Fuck! ! I also remember that he used his left hand at that time, oh my god! ]
[I am so anxious. I don't understand what you are talking about.]
There were a few question marks in the barrage, but there were more exclamation marks. The audience finally remembered that Bai Shen used his left hand to throw the collar bomb to save the newcomer.
——The palm of my hand was burned.
Bombs cannot be discussed, they can only be realized by everyone. Bai Shen looked up after finishing his meal and saw that his small TV was like a small train running, with the screen full of: Woo woo woo woo woo you love him so much! !
“…”
Baishen frowned, what nonsense is this.
[Please stop whining in the front, you all know Bai Shen’s temper, he’ll get annoyed and ban everyone later…]
[The live broadcast room has turned on the mute mode for all members]
[All viewers are not allowed to post comments, give rewards, follow, or engage in any other interactive activities to [GOD's Small TV]]
Bai Shen coldly clicked on the small TV and switched the dark background to his custom background:
Two bright red characters: [Shut up]
The level 3 Postman Fang was dumbfounded watching from the side. Is this... the operation of a master?
"With such a bad temper...will there really be any audience who likes him?"
He complained quietly. Even someone like him who was only level 3 knew that the popularity of the small TV could help players level up, and audience rewards were a good way to get gold coins. Most script-killing players would try their best to please the audience when they broadcast live.
Unlike Bai Shen, who not only puts on a sour face, but also bans the entire live broadcast room and does not allow the audience to interact at all. If it were an ordinary person, the audience would have unfollowed and blocked him long ago.
"You haven't seen Baishen go to a dungeon, have you?" Level 53 lawyer Chen in a gray suit whispered, "He doesn't make money from the audience leveling up, so he doesn't care. The less he cares, the more the audience likes him."
Postman Fang was very confused: "Then what does he rely on...? Just rely on clearing levels to level up?"
Lawyer Chen showed an expression that said you will understand it in the future, and warned him: "Bai Shen's way is too wild, ordinary people can't learn it. Just eat your meal well."
The sun had completely set, and the deep blue sky was tinged with the last hint of purple light in the west.
Most of the players present had almost finished their meal.
"According to the plot, the wedding will be held tonight..." The old priest stood up and said, "There will be many system NPCs on the scene to play the role of guests, so there may be too many people. Now there are exactly twelve people left. I suggest that you form groups of two and don't disperse. Don't give the murderer a chance to commit the crime alone..."
“Hmm!”
The bride, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly let out a cry, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on.
Everyone looked over immediately. Su Yi covered her mouth and huddled down in her seat, her wedding dress tangled into a snow-white ball:
"There's something... under the table!"
Everyone's faces changed at once, as they all thought of the same thing: this copy had a total of thirteen players and a ghost.
Ghosts will trigger paranormal phenomena and pose a danger to players.
Swish——!
Bai Shen drew out a sharp long sword and split the round table with the first strike. Su Yi saw a lot of hair pouring out from under the table! One strand stretched into his skirt like a tentacle and tied his feet!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
