The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

   Chapter 922 Fanwai, Wuyou 23

   Chapter 922 Fanwai, Wuyou 23

   A small screen, everyone's face is magnified several times, and the facial expressions are clear.

   On Jiang Tongtong's small screen, the barrage of swearing all over his body stood out a little in front of the clean screen.

   "Director, should we temporarily close Jiang Tongtong's live broadcast room?"

  Look at this person being scolded, it’s really pitiful to look at. The staff can’t bear it anymore. The four groups of guests, relatives of other guests, even if they are not popular, no one will chase and scold them like this.

   The director frowned: "Don't close, isn't there a line that says she's so cute."

   A red barrage floats by

Talented: Jiang Tongtong is so cute, this expression is exactly that of a fan girl Benmei, I don't know why you scold her, but she has top-notch piano skills. If the show team gives her a piano, you will see it , what is called talent.

   This barrage immediately attracted countless chasing sprays.

   Dove occupies the **** of the magpie’s nest, and it’s just money accumulated. If it weren’t for the Jiang family, I think she might be working in a factory now, maybe she would have a baby sooner.

   Talented: Why do doves occupy the magpie's nest? It's true that Jiang Tongtong is the adopted daughter, but if the Jiang family didn't pick her, how could she be adopted? Dove occupying a magpie's nest can't be used in this matter at all.

  True Angel: Shut up, there are too many scheming children, not to mention a place like an orphanage, who knows how Jiang Tongtong was adopted.

   Did idol follow me today? : No, there are still people who think that children are innocent. It is recommended to make good use of search. It is also a child who kicks a pregnant woman's stomach and spit at passers-by.

   Talent is not talking.

   The director sighed and comforted himself: "Jiang Tongtong won't know if she doesn't watch this show. When editing later, all these swearing remarks will be mosaic, and there are not many scenes of her."

   It still needs to be edited anyway, and the network memory is short, so the popularity of the live broadcast cannot last long.

   Look inside the lens.

  Wuya has been checking Wang Zixiao's pulse for a while, but he still has no intention of ending it.

   Seeing the barrage, everyone burst out laughing.

   All hhhhhhhh.

   "I feel so swollen that Young Master Xiao is about to cry, look at that nervous look, the evil and charming smile disappears in minutes, the boss is panic and indifferent, there is a kind of woman that if you don't talk, you will die."

"Hahahaha, looking at Wang Zixiao's face, the words 'Am I terminally ill' are clearly written. I bet two cents. When the program team edits later, I will definitely post these words on it, really So interesting."

   "hhhh, is this Lu Qingjin really intentional? Why do I feel like he's a black sesame stuffing? Look at this old and thoughtful look, it's clearly like 'what can I say to make him hold on'."

   The director burst out laughing.

  Under the clear camera, Wang Zixiao couldn't smile, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

  Why did you show Muxue so suddenly, it looked like I was going to die with me?

   This serious look made Wang Zixiao panic, don't talk about looking for trouble, he now hopes Wuyao can be more straightforward and just say something to Mu Xue.

  What is complicated, he doesn't want to hear it at all, he needs Wuya to tell him firmly now that it's okay, just take some supplements.

  Wuya withdrew his hand, Wang Zixiao was paralyzed, and before Wuya could speak, he hurriedly asked, "Master Lu, am I alright."

   He was really in a hurry.

  Wuya looked at Wang Zixiao: "If you mean the accident is to wait until you are disabled, then you are fine for the time being."

  Prince Xiao swallowed, and the forced smile on his face was uglier than crying.

  Wuya added: "You look like twenty-five at most, but your body is the worst I've ever seen. It's more rotten than a ninety-year-old old man."

  Prince Xiao smiled stiffly and mumbled softly: "Yes, is it that serious?"

  Lu Qiuran interjected inappropriately and said, "Dad, Wang Zixiao is only twenty-four years old. He practiced dancing a lot, so his body should be fine."

  Wuya's expression suddenly turned cold: "Are you his doctor? You can say yes?"

   was inexplicably scolded, and Lu Qiuran was wronged. She hated this old-fashioned old thing, but because of the live broadcast, she couldn't make her face.

   She lowered her head and apologized in detail: "I'm sorry dad, I was wrong."

   Hate old things, scold her, the harder she scolds, the more popular she will become.

  Lu Qiuran was scolded when he spoke, and Sui Yuan and Chu Yan shut up when they wanted to ask.

  Sometimes, they think this old monk is actually easy to get along with, as long as they don't step on his bottom line.

   Each couldn't help but glance at Lu Qiuran. They were actually very depressed. It stands to reason that Lu Qiuran and Lu Qingjin have lived together for more than ten years.

   The number of times is a little more, and they even feel a little deliberate.

   And Wuya didn't pay much attention to Lu Qiuran. After scolding Lu Qiuran, he looked at Wang Zixiao and said, "Do your knees hurt?"

   Wang Zixiao looked a little complicated, and he was resisting in his heart.

  Wuya's expression was heavy: "To the doctor, you must tell the truth, and you must not hide the slightest bit. If you can't pinpoint the location, come here."

   Wang Zixiao took a deep breath and sat there, then said with a smile, "I really don't know what to say. It should be normal to have cramps occasionally."

  Wuyao didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Wang Zixiao's knee: "Is that so?"

Just before Wu Yu opened his mouth, Wang Zixiao let out an 'Ow', the whole person stood up, tears instantly filled his eyes, he wanted to say something, it hurts, Wu Yu has already let go, the sharp pain is already gone disappear.

   His tears were really unbearable. Now, when I look at it, it seems hypocritical and fake, and I was pinched. Can it be so painful?

  Like a bitch.

  Others were shocked by Wang Zixiao's violent reaction, but Wuya's expression was flat as usual, and asked lightly, "Is it the same on the right side?"

Wang Zixiao opened his mouth, he didn't know how to describe this kind of **** feeling. Just ask fatal.

   The words are short, but they hit the heart.

   Wang Zixiao wiped his tears and nodded: "It's the same."

He felt that his face was hot and he couldn't let go. He wanted to leave immediately, but the supervisor and the director's instructions came from the headset, telling him to calm down and relax. His fans were all concerned about his body. I wonder if Chinese medicine is really so magical.

  My girly side has not been paid too much attention. The idol burden in Wang Zixiao's heart is much better. When he looked at Wu Yu again, he looked a little more respectful and asked, "Master Lu, how should I deal with this?"

   ps: Double shift, good noon.

   (end of this chapter)