It was like throwing a piece of bread crumbs into a fish pond. The excitement, which had begun to die down during work hours, suddenly began to boil again.

By the time Ye Wan finished washing up and took Xiao Baozi to have breakfast, there were already more than ten posts related to her in the front row of "Fish Pond".

One anti-fan said, "I bet 50 cents that he is a man! Do you really think that 'stupid, rich, come quickly' is written on our faces? Just wait for him to be exposed and kicked off the Internet!!"

A passerby said, "Who among those who do live streaming, not to mention a small streamer like her, even the top ones, dares to say that they don't use filters? It's like Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, one willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten. Let's disperse, don't give the other party a chance to attract traffic and fans."

There are also those who are wandering between passers-by and fans, "Can I say I didn't sleep all night? The 18-event all-around female anchor is really not to be underestimated, especially the brick-breaking bare-handed one. And last night's concubine, she can be salty, sweet, soft and cute, and also has some inexplicable second-year, I am a little bit of a fan of her... Never mind, see you at 8 o'clock!"

There was also a die-hard fan who was trembling with fear under a vest, "My Wanwan is really cute. If you come to take a look, just one look, you will definitely be like me, lining up, holding the number plate of love and waiting for her to turn over the green card. Don't pick on me, I'm leaving!!!"

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Ye Wan glanced at the live broadcast room again.

Oh no!

Awesome! 150,000 followers have doubled to 380,000!

The morning breeze blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of who in this world?

Ye Wan is ready to go.

"Ye Xiaowan..."

Ye Cheng puffed up his cheeks while eating a donut, with some icing hanging on the tip of his nose. "Will they be miserable?"

"Who...who?"

Ye Wan raised his eyes, looking puzzled.

Xiao Baozi pointed at the phone, then at Ye Wan, "You are smiling very evilly now. I don't know whether I should sympathize with myself first or with them first."

By the evening, the little bun had the answer.

"Ye! Xiao! Wan!"

Dinner at five, story time at six, now it's only seven, it's light outside, he has to go to bed? "Ye Xiaowan, it's easy to get indigestion if you go to bed right after eating, and indigestion will cause stomachache, and I will cry if I have a stomachache, and then you will have a headache!"

"Are you sure you don't want to take me downstairs for a walk to help digest the food?"

Ye Wan poked his belly with a smile, "I've confirmed it with my eyes, no need!"

The little bun was angry, "Ye Xiaowan, you..."

Pia!

With a slight sound, the little bun touched his butt, his face flushed, "Ye Xiaowan, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands! No, you are not a gentleman. Then... Confucius said not to look at what is indecent!"

"Then take a bath obediently!"

Putting the towel where he could reach it when he came out of the shower, Ye Wan turned on the shower.

There was the sound of water splashing, and Ye Wan heard the words "It is true that only villains and women are difficult to raise". When he turned around, the little boy had already slammed the bathroom door shut.

The water vapor blurred the glass door, and the half-human-height figure of the little guy gradually became blurred.

Under the dim light, it looks particularly mini.

If the home is still there...

He could hear the playful sounds of his father taking him to a bath, which could be heard through the door. Every time at that time, his mother would shake her head helplessly, but a happy and doting smile would be on her face.

Ye Wan's eyes became hot, he opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Wan entered the live broadcast room on time.

(End of this chapter)