It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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The two-hour live broadcast ended smoothly at ten o'clock in the evening.

With the intelligent system 1101 filtering, Xi Ye didn't see any radical comments during the whole process. He cooked two bowls of glutinous rice balls, one salty and one sweet, and all the meat went into Gu Cong's stomach.

While avoiding the camera to feed a certain squeamish cat, Gu Cong wiped his hands with an alcohol wipe as usual, and gently poked a hole out of the white and soft balls with his fingertips.

It's a bit big, and the stuffing in the glutinous rice balls is hot, and the young man bites them carefully and meticulously. The sugar juice mixed with sporadic oils sticks to the other's lips, which is crystal clear, making it more radiant and red, making people want to pick it.

"Google."

The Adam's apple rolled down involuntarily, and the equipment with good radio caused a barrage of wailing:

[Let me be healthy, let me be healthy! What are the honorable station Y members can't see! hateful! 】

[This glutinous rice balls seem to be very glutinous when bitten. 】

[Noxy chirp! Nuo Haw Sai Gao! 】

[Teaching to cook and engaging in eating and broadcasting are not in conflict, bamboo, no, Fanfan, put down the bowl! 】

[The takeaway has arrived, I can only say that there is no harm without comparison, and the freshly cooked ones are more fragrant. 】

As if trying to hide his inadvertent distraction, Gu Cong caught sight of the bullet screen from the corner of his eye, immediately put down the bowl after feeding Xi Ye, and filled a most plump and mellow glutinous rice ball with a white porcelain spoon. With a poke of chopsticks, a small hole was opened in the soft and glutinous skin of the Q-ball, and the sweet, light-gold filling that radiated under the light overflowed.

【Wow! Golden legend! 】

[A bit like maple syrup. 】

[Give me a taste, give me a taste! 】

[Looking at the rustling black sesame seeds in the bowl, I cried out, am I not cooked? 】

Eating is probably the most primitive and easiest thing to make people feel happy and satisfied. Even if it occasionally brings a slight sense of guilt, a steaming supper can often heal many tired souls.

Guan Chen didn't start the broadcast tonight, and the teammates who played the previous game happened to come to S City for business, so they took the opportunity to have a barbecue together.

In order to ensure the reaction speed of the brain and the state of the game, Guan Chen didn't touch alcohol very much. After sending the others back to the hotel, he found out that his private message on Weibo Y station exploded when he got home late at night.

screenshot.

One screenshot after another.

Almost at the first glance of opening the door, Guan Chen recognized the other party.

--Meet at the game exhibition, a young man with sharp controls and holding a rabbit doll.

It turned out to be him.

Xi Zhu, eat big, these two IDs that seem unrelated but claimed by the rightful owner appear in his private messages over and over again, some say that fat people are potential stocks, some say that my brother should run away and don't be tied up, some lament the evil fate of "going around or you", and more ask: