"Isn't the free-spirited style cool?" She tilted her head back, a hint of pride between her brows, the walls covered with her treasures.
Luo Min: "…………"
Lin Mai: "…………"
Luo Shimiao took a phone stand from the shelf and went to the study, where she fixed her phone to the desk.
Luo Min asked疑惑地问道, "What are you planning to do?"
"live streaming."
Lin Mai briefly explained what had happened to her.
"Hey everyone, I'm here! Did you send me your addresses?"
[Sent]
[It's out! It's out!]
The comment section was flooded with 99+ comments.
"Don't worry, I won't expose your personal information." Luo Shimiao looked at the screen, with her agent and assistant standing on either side of her. "Go over there and make some tea. Standing here like you're holding criminals hostage."
The two had no choice but to sit by the bay window and make tea as she suggested.
"I'll be right back." Luo Shimiao dashed out of the study, grabbed a large bag, and went to Ye Shujun's room.
About five minutes later, she came out of the room carrying a full bag of things. Even though Ye Shujun wasn't there, she walked very carefully.
Luo Shimiao returned to her desk, emptied the contents of the bag, and said, "I don't have any photos at home, so I had to sign them on the face masks. Please don't mind."
"Cough cough..." Luo Min choked on her tea while looking at the face mask that was as tall as a small mountain.
Luo Shimiao picked up a few face masks and showed them to the camera: "The packaging is quite nice. By the way, don't misunderstand, I'm not advertising."
[How could a face mask costing over 700 yuan not look good?]
Holy crap! Those few face masks she's holding cost me half a month's salary!
[A unique case in the entertainment industry, they spoil their fans so much.]
[Hey Miaomiao, you've given away so many face masks, what are you going to use?]
Luo Shimiao leaned closer to the phone and whispered, "These face masks were all scavenged from my mom's room. I don't know if it's enough for 300 pieces. If not, we'll find something else to replace them."
Pick up the pen on the table and sign your name on each piece of paper.
He would occasionally look up to answer questions from fans.
Halfway through the sign-in, the comments section erupted in excitement.
Holy crap! What is he doing here?!
Are they living together...?
[They seem to know their way around well; it's obvious this isn't their first time here!]
Luo Min and Lin Mai were both stunned, staring blankly at the aloof and noble man who was slowly walking towards them.
The same thought echoed in their minds: We're going to be trending again!
Hearing footsteps, Luo Shimiao turned around and wasn't surprised to see it was him: "You came pretty quickly."
"Don't you want to see me sooner?" Gu Nian walked behind her, rubbing her little head, his lowered eyes concealing the longing in them.
"I don't want to." A slight smile played on her lips.
The comments are all asking about the relationship between the two.
“What’s our relationship?” Luo Shimiao glanced at the man leaning against the table and raised an eyebrow. “It’s the relationship you see. He’s here to freeload at my house.”
"Miaomiao, you're doomed." Her voice was heard before she was seen.
The next second, another man barged into the live stream.
Ah! It's Third Brother. His new hair color looks so good.
[He's such a handsome Japanese-style boy!]
Luo Shimiao saw Luo Jianxing with silver hair, reached into his pocket, and took out something: "Try this color next time."
Little Green opened its eyes blankly in her palm.
Luo Jianxing wanted to flick her forehead, but Gu Nian grabbed his wrist: "If you dare to flick it, I'll make you green tonight."
"Hmph!" He had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
Luo Shimiao tugged at his sleeve: "What did you mean by what you just said?"
"Mom is live streaming."
She was stunned: "How did you know?"
"You'll know if you look at the group messages."
Luo Shimiao switched the page to WeChat and opened the family group.
Mom: Smiling face
Mom: I'm coming home in a few days. You'd better be home, otherwise I don't know if the thing on your wall is still there.
Luo Shimiao's face fell, and her fingers flew across the keyboard as she typed: "Mom, I was wrong. I'll be waiting for you at the door with a washboard on my back."
Then quickly exit, reposition the phone, and continue signing.
Without even looking up, he asked, "Where is my beloved concubine? Didn't I tell you to bring her back?"
Luo Jianxing sank into the sofa, half-closing his eyes, and replied, "She's taking a call on the balcony outside."
"Oh, oh." She wrote faster and faster, signing off on all the face masks in one go, and said while rubbing her fingers, "Gu Nian, can you count how many there are for me?"
"Okay," the man replied softly.
He stood by her side the whole time, his gaze fixed on her, focused and gentle.
She silently counted the face masks as she picked them up with her slender fingers.
“278”
Luo Shimiao rested her chin on her hand and said, "We're still short 22. What will we use to replace them?"
My gaze fell on the comments section, where fans unanimously mentioned the books on the bookshelf behind.
“You guys have a really good eye; these bookshelves are full of my treasures.” Luo Shimiao spun around in her chair, then stood up, supporting herself on the armrests. “Since you want them, I’ll have to reluctantly part with them.”
She walked to the bookshelf and carefully selected 22 books.
Just then, Aunt Chen came in: "Dinner is ready, come down and eat."
"Okay," Luo Shimiao waved to the camera and said, "We're going to eat now. We'll try to mail out the autographs tomorrow. That's it for today, bye-bye~"
After the broadcast ended, she walked out of the study with her agent and assistant.
Luo Jianxing tried to help Gu Nian, just like she did.
"Is it really okay for two grown men to be like this?" Gu Nian looked at him speechlessly.
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