Become the e-sports wild king's palm girl

Chapter 133 Rubbing the Tip of Nose Softly

Of course, no one cares about the sudden strangeness of Guoli Orange. Apart from the fact that there is no real friendship in the Shanghai LGC team, there is another important reason——

Zhan Shiting started the live broadcast.

At [-] o'clock that night, when the live broadcast room that had been silent on the watch list for two years suddenly lit up, showing that it was live broadcasting, many fans could only express their feelings with tears in their eyes.

They happily ran around telling each other, and in less than 3 minutes, Zhan Shiting's live broadcast room was crowded to the point of explosion by the swarming crowd.

【Ahhh!Lord!green!back! 】

[Tingshen Tingshen Tingshen!My God of Thunder!I finally waited for this day! 】

【grandmother!The anchor you follow is finally on the air! 】

[After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today, I dreamed for a long time and finally realized my dream! 】

【Husband, promise me, don’t leave when you come back this time, okay woo woo woo】

Because Zhan Shiting didn't turn on the live broadcast, in the black screen, all kinds of bullet screens were very obvious, and the viewers were dazzled.

But among the gaudy bullet screens, Zhan Shiting accurately captured the word he cared about the most.

For this reason, he spoke the first sentence after the live broadcast started.

"Tsk, I remember I should have mentioned this before." The man squinted his eyes as he looked at the screen, and said unceremoniously, "I'm not your husband, don't yell."

Of course, the rebellious barrage will not go as Zhan Shiting wishes.

Everyone started to brush more and more fiercely.

[Just shout and shout!Husband hubby hubby! 】

[Husband, don't be angry, can't I be wrong? 】

"The house manager, come out to work, and ban all these husbands."

Zhan Shiting gave another "tsk", although his tone was very disgusting, but Chi Zhiyi, who was sitting next to him and stared at the live broadcast, could feel that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

For various reasons, even though this man didn't say anything or show it on his face before, he still loves the e-sports industry with all his heart.

Now that he returns home, his good mood can hardly be suppressed, and he even has a rare childish air.

Chi Zhiyi looked at the corners of Zhan Shiting's lips that had been slightly raised, turned his head quietly, and smiled too.

"Yiyi, what's your ID?"

Suddenly, Zhan Shiting's voice came from next to his ear.

Chi Zhiyi was taken aback by him, turned her head back hastily, subconsciously glanced at the microphone on the table, half parted her red lips, just about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

Did something soft and warm brush the tip of her nose just now?

It seems to be slightly moist.

Chi Zhiyi slowly focused his eyes on his eyes.

There is nothing close at hand, only Zhan Shiting's magnified handsome face.

His skin is so good, there is not a single pore.

Chi Zhiyi, who was a little out of the state, murmured silently in her heart, and then moved her gaze down to a position parallel to the tip of her nose.

Well, this man's lip color is also very good, neither red nor light, the color is moderate, and different from his usual indifferent appearance, his lips look very soft.

Wait a minute, soft?

Chi Zhiyi's vision froze in an instant, and his whole body froze.

So the one who brushed the tip of her nose just now couldn't be Zhan Shiting's
Before she could finish thinking about the rest, Zhan Shiting's plain voice sounded a step ahead.

"What do you mean?"

"Ah?"

"ID."

Zhan Shiting spoke concisely.

(End of this chapter)