The True Man In the Feminist World

Because of Zhang Hao's insistence, Zhang Qianqin, who didn't want him to be angry, didn't insist on picking him up by car anymore, so he jogged back directly.

As soon as he got home, Zhang Hao changed his clothes and immediately started exercising crazily. Before anyone came back at home, he practiced the boxing taught by Min Yuehua in the hall for a while. He didn't go to the bathroom to take a shower until he was too tired. When he came out, he had seen Sister Qinqin bought a lot of snacks and came back.

Today is basically the same as yesterday. Dad and the others also went home. Zhang Hao went back to the room to play the game live after eating. He also found that he had received the news of the direct signing of the platform. It was similar to signing a novel. What do you want him to add? The person in charge, everything is going very smoothly.

Zhang Hao decisively added that he started the live broadcast while waiting for the other party's consent, but this time he didn't turn on the video, only turned on the voice, in the name of letting everyone pay more attention to his skills, not his face.

Zhang Hao is not worried that the audience will be lost because of this. Anyway, these people already know that he is very handsome, and with what they say is full of magnetism, it seems that the heart-pounding voice is enough to hang them. If the audience is really lost It's not too late to open again.

Although the live broadcast had only started for one day, Zhang Hao was already like those famous live broadcasts. As soon as he appeared, many people poured in. A group of people asked him if he was the handsome boy who meets once in 70,000 years. Of course, Zhang Hao firmly denied it.

Every time he hears this exaggerated nickname, he really wants to complain, and he doesn't know which idiot picked it up. It's understandable for a few hundred years, but what the hell is 70,000 years? Was there anyone 70,000 years ago? Ape man? Why not just take a million years...

Zhang Hao didn't talk much with these male-obsessed women. Although there were men, most of them were definitely women. Unexpectedly, a group of people kept shouting not to watch games, but to watch him live-stream house dance and wear sleeveless clothes. Shirt, want to chat with him or something.

Zhang Hao felt that the world was quiet after Xiaohua closed the live broadcast room, and then he focused on playing the game. He didn't know that he had attracted the envy of many people. The news came, which made the other male anchors grit their teeth in anger.

In particular, Atai, who used the beauty of the heroine alliance as a gimmick, was the most angry. His audience was robbed the most. Even if he deliberately wore a white coat with little cloth and black-rimmed glasses today, it was useless. Dead house They still kept running towards Zhang Hao, he was really going to explode, and he clearly took a peek at the other party who didn't even turn on the camera...

Zhang Hao didn't know what other people were thinking. After playing the first game and seeing that he had received a lot of gifts, he was about to play the second game when he was immediately stopped by Sister Qinqin who walked into his room wearing a red sweater dress.

Sister Qinqin directly took the mouse from Zhang Hao's hand, turned off the game, and said into the microphone: "Sorry to the audience, my baby is going to rest, if you want to watch it, please wait until next time."

"What! You have a girlfriend!?"

"No! It's not true!"

"It turned out to be a broken shoe..."

"What kind of live broadcast do you have with a girlfriend?"

...

When the audience suddenly heard this female voice, they immediately reacted as if they were being cuckolded.

"Sister, I'm not tired yet."

Zhang Hao said helplessly to Sister Qinqin, because he was still on the live broadcast and he called her directly. The money blown by the strong wind is really cool to pick up, he still wants to pick up some more, and play two more rounds to see.

Seeing that the audience was overjoyed when they heard this, Zhang Qianqin said that it was her sister or something. She frowned slightly and reached out to turn off the video in displeasure. Then she reached out and touched Zhang Hao's head distressedly, and said softly: "You're highly concentrated, and you're already tired after concentrating on playing for so long. You need to rest for a while. Come on, lie down on the bed, and my sister will give you a full body massage."

After saying that, she pulled the helpless Zhang Hao up and asked him to lie down on the bed and give him a massage.

Zhang Hao didn't want to make Sister Qinqin worry at all, so he didn't refuse. What's more, Sister Qinqin's massage was very comfortable, so he didn't want to refuse.

Zhang Qianqin knelt on the bed, let Zhang Hao's head rest on her thigh wrapped in a sweater skirt, and while gently kneading his head for him, she said: "Try not to meet the audience's demands, they all If you have bad intentions, don’t expose your surroundings even if you give more rewards.”

Zhang Qianqin felt that it was necessary to talk to Haohao first. She just saw a group of people called Haohao to expose the surroundings, and some people said that as long as they exposed the surroundings, they would send meteors.

"What's around Miss Qinqin?"

Zhang Hao was immersed in the softness and fragrance of Sister Qinqin's thighs, and asked casually, he didn't pay much attention to the live broadcast room just now, and he was completely unfamiliar with this word, he didn't have this word in his memory, and so on! Women's measurements, men's circumference, circumference...

Zhang Hao's eyes, which had been closed unconsciously because of his comfort, suddenly opened, as if he remembered something about his surroundings, and his face was suddenly embarrassed.

"Haohao, don't you even understand your circumference? Your circumference is the size of your bust, waist, hips, and your genitals." Zhang Qianqin explained to Zhang Hao calmly and professionally without embarrassment at all.

But Zhang Hao became more and more embarrassed the more he listened, the goddamn surroundings! It's actually a man's size! Wow! These sluts are scary!

"Uh...that's it."

Zhang Hao also tried to act like a normal person. I don’t know why Sister Qinqin is so calm. I wonder if talking about men’s size is as common as talking about women’s chest ABCD, or because Sister Qinqin is a doctor who cares a little about these human bodies. I don't care either.

"Then do you know what your surroundings are?" Zhang Qianqin asked with a smile.

"Not very clear..." Zhang Hao said truthfully, without any memory of measurement.

"Then let my sister guess..."

Zhang Qianqin reached out and shook Zhang Hao's waist, and immediately said, "My sister guesses that your waist is 71.4cm."

"Haha...maybe..." Zhang Hao laughed dryly, sweating profusely on his forehead, I'm afraid sister Qinqin and others will have to guess the circumference below, if he really does that, it will be really embarrassing, he is ready to stop it at any time .

Zhang Hao thought that Sister Qinqin was just guessing casually, and didn't know that his waist really reached this figure.

Fortunately, Sister Qinqin didn't want to continue guessing the meaning of his other measurements. After guessing the waistline, she continued to massage him, and said with a smile: "Then next time my sister will measure it for you. A man doesn't even know his own measurements. no."

"It's okay, I have the opportunity to do research on my own..." Zhang Hao was really defeated by Sister Qinqin's calm appearance, lying on her lap, he didn't know what to say, and even wanted to measure his surroundings for him, Sister Qinqin Isn't it embarrassing? ? ?

Zhang Qianqin just smiled and didn't say anything else. After the massage, he supervised Zhang Hao's coding for an hour and then let him rest. He started coaxing him to eat snacks and supper, and coaxing him to sleep after digestion. Of course Zhang Hao didn't want to fall asleep, but he really fell asleep after being massaged by Sister Qinqin, telling stories and singing lullabies with a sweet voice. To be honest, he didn't even know when he fell asleep...