Cui Linyuan sat among a few people, his long legs casually crossed and his back leaning on the sofa.
She looks distant and elegant, as if isolated from the outside world, with a hint of careless boredom all over her body.
When he heard Li Yuan's name, he silently tightened his grip on the cup and suddenly looked at the two people next to him.
After looking at it for a while, Zhuang Yezhen snatched Xiao Chengli's phone and handed it to Cui Linyuan like a treasure, saying "fuck" repeatedly.
Before, because he was very curious about what was so special about the person his buddy liked, Zhuang Yezhen specially found a lot of photos of Li Yuan on the Internet.
After studying his appearance carefully, I was particularly impressed by his eyes.
At this moment, the female anchor's almond-shaped eyes opened wide, and he felt very familiar with them at first sight.
"Brother Cui, look, does she look a lot like Li Yuan?"
The lights in the box were dim. Cui Linyuan held the wine glass in a dignified manner, leaning forward slightly against the sofa.
His eyes sank slightly, his gaze fixed on the phone screen.
The girl in the video looks very young, and there is a bit of casual immaturity in her dancing posture.
Novice anchor Li Yuan’s makeup skills are basically zero.
He found a video tutorial online and after watching it for a long time, he felt it was too complicated, so he simplified the process on his own initiative.
Li Yuan didn't know how to put on false eyelashes and wasn't used to applying thick foundation. She spent a long time struggling with a pile of bottles and jars, and in the end, she only picked out lipstick and eye shadow.
At this moment, Li Yuan, who was broadcasting live, had a fair little face.
Her light gold eyeshadow was shimmering with tiny bits of light, and her rosy lips were slightly pouty.
Her slightly curly long hair fell on her shoulders, revealing her slender and elegant neck. Her black skirt swayed with the music, revealing a small part of her white waist.
Cui Linyuan stared at the phone silently, his eyes cold and his face expressionless.
After a while.
He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Chengli beside him: "Who is this?"
Noticing a chill emanating from the bland tone, Xiao Chengli answered honestly, "It's a female anchor I've been following for a few months. She's pretty and cute, and she dances beautifully..."
Zhuang Yezhen chuckled, pointed at the phone screen, and shrugged with laughter: "You call her dancing well just because she's just twisting her body perfunctorily?"
At this moment, the music in the live broadcast room suddenly changed its rhythm.
Li Yuan danced more seriously. Although he was not as proficient in all the dance techniques as the original owner, he could still sway to the rhythm.
As the music played, he smiled and shook his head.
Suddenly, she turned sideways, inadvertently revealing a large area of her snow-white lower back and the black butterfly pattern on it.
This caused a burst of screams in the barrage!
[Wife, you are so beautiful, and your tattoo is so beautiful...]
[Wife, wife, twist more! ]
[Wow, my wife's skin on her waist is so white, I want to lick it...]
[Wow, Xiao Lizi, I calculated with my fingers that you are my destined wife.]
[Woo woo, honey, please have some pity on me tonight and agree to a striptease!]
As if amused by the "wife" remarks all over the screen, Li Yuan couldn't help but snort, "What are you doing? Who are you calling wife?"
The voice was pure and coquettish, like a feather gently passing through the hearts of countless people on the screen.
The barrage of comments suddenly became faster.
Countless teasing, praise, or obscene language floated through the live broadcast room...
Cui Linyuan stared at the person who was twisting his waist hard on the phone, his tongue brushed across his back teeth, and he was almost laughing out of anger.
When I looked at that face that was both made up and looked like it wasn't made up, I was already certain in my heart.
Now hear this voice and see this tattoo.
What else is there to doubt?
He really didn't expect that his own child not only wore women's clothes without telling him, but also posed coquettishly in the live broadcast room!
Good, very good...
This is how you want to play, right?
The man's face sank to the bottom, his five fingers clenched the phone, he raised his head and drank the red wine in his hand.
Then, exit the live broadcast and return to the homepage of the mobile phone, long press the peach-shaped APP, and click Uninstall. The whole process is quick and neat.
He threw the phone back to Xiao Chengli, his eyes cold:
"Don't watch these harmful things, or Zhuang Yezhen will complain to your girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? Hey, Brother Cui, but I don't have one..."
Before Xiao Chengli could even utter the word "girlfriend", he saw Cui Linyuan stand up with a frosty face and walk towards the door with his long legs.
Before opening the door, Cui Linyuan paused, turned back and pointed at the two people on the sofa with his index finger.
"You are not allowed to watch this female anchor anymore, and you are not allowed to mention her to anyone else."
“…”
Two people sat upright, four eyes looking at him at the same time.
Then, he nodded rapidly and agreed.
"well!"
After Cui Linyuan left, Xiao Chengli cautiously turned his head and asked Zhuang Yezhen, "Hey, Brother Cui, what are you in such a hurry to do?"
"He's in a hurry to go," Zhuang Yezhen held his chin with his left hand, glanced at the dazed buddy beside him, and smiled mysteriously:
"To teach his wife a lesson?"
"ah......"
Ten minutes later.
Lin Miao received a message on his phone.
When I opened it, there was only a concise sentence on it.
Cui Linyuan: The account of this anchor on Taozi Live has been blocked: Cherry Little Chestnut.
Lin Miao: “…”
Lin Miao was confused by the sudden job, but she never asked much about her boss's personal affairs. She just did her job well.
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