Quickly wear the boss, she is always teased by male gods

Chapter 1180 The Idol's Cat 32
Lian Jue turned her head in his palm, staring at him blankly.

Shen Wu flicked on her forehead.

He took it off and put it in a place where the camera next to him couldn't photograph it.

The fingers rubbed the cat's soft belly very skillfully.

"Did you guys see that? There seems to be a streak of yellow on the side of the cat?"

"Don't doubt, my brother's cat has the same position and the same yellow hair."

"I'm really impressed with you guys. Do you still remember that this is Qin Feng's live broadcast room? Can you respect his fans and stop being ky? If you don't announce it, you must be thinking so much about it every day."

After playing a game, Qin Feng had a vicissitudes on his face.

The guy has a really poisonous mouth.

In this short period of 10 minutes, he wanted to jump off the Huangpu River several times, but the key is the one without the dirty words!
It's just a satire on his technical skills.

Shen Wu is just an ordinary player with a mouthful.

But...he does have the capital to despise the heroes.

Qin Feng sighed, bowing like an old man.

The young man rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "For the first time, I realized that I still have the talent to be a game anchor."

Qin Feng: "..."

He couldn't help but said: "You are enough!"

He turned his head and finally had time to look at the barrage, and was stunned.

"It's becoming more and more suspicious that this is my husband."

"I still have doubts, it's all settled."

"Shen Wu—a national first-class hide-and-seek enthusiast. Wu Tong—a famous cat catcher."

"Big brother, can't you see the voice of fans calling you~~~~~"

"My brother must be allergic to his face, and he is in a good friend's live broadcast room, so he doesn't want to appear on camera."

"Please, Wutong really misses you so much, just show your face."

Qin Feng glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room.

Good guy, I don't know when it started to soar to 300 million.

Qin Feng became sour, he said how many people could come to watch a game, and sure enough, it was because of a top player around him.

He glanced at Shen Wu tentatively.

Shen Wu also saw the barrage.

With a cat in his hand, he is sitting idly.

Looking at the screen full of swiping screens, Qin Feng also had a headache, and looked back, his eyes - it's okay.

Shen Wu nodded.

Qin Feng adjusted the angle of the camera, and his handsome figure instantly entered the painting.

"I'm so anxious, brother, when will you show your face..."

"If you don't come to meet Wutong again, you will be angry!"

"husband!!!!!!"

"Wow, shit, shit, really????!!!!"

"My good friend who went outside the circle is actually Shen Wu! Fengfeng, you are very promising!"

"Honey, I knew it was you!!!!!!!"

Exclamation marks filled the screen.

At the same time, millions of people flooded into the live broadcast room instantly.

"I'm right!! Shen Wu and Qin Feng are really good friends!"

"All out of the way, this freshly baked CP fan just came from archaeology. This is the grievance, hatred, and revolutionary friendship between the two families from childhood to adulthood. Please take the link without thanks for the link $&@&$_..."

The little cat sneaked out of Shen Wu's arms while they were not paying attention and climbed onto the table.

Without the occlusion of the angle, the figure of the little cat is undoubtedly exposed.

The fans in front of the screen widened their eyes and tapped their fingers on the keyboard frantically.

"Is it my brother's cat? It sure is! I said I couldn't have mistaken Momo!"

"So cute, so cute! I want to suck cats!!!"

"Mo Mo, woo woo mother kiss."

The kitten wobbled and stepped on the table, and suddenly fell down with a plop, turning into a meat ball on the table.

(End of this chapter)