What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 29 29. You have to be careful with me recently

When I got home at night, I found that Ying Sitong was wearing a fox mask and fell asleep lying on the keyboard.

I looked at her live broadcast room, although the live broadcast was still on.

The current number of fans has become 4120.

There are actually 218 people watching.

It has risen so much in one day?
Xia Yuan was still a little surprised by this growth rate.

He glanced at the barrage for a while and found that many of them were real people.

"Anchor, you look good when you sleep."

"It's a pity that I don't know what it looks like wearing a mask."

"It must be a cute girl."

"I really want to hug."

"Wow, my girlish heart has melted."

"Poor anchor, if you know that she sleeps faster than playing games, I don't know how it feels."

"But it's true that she's cuter when she's asleep."

"I really want to touch it, just looking at the way it's sleeping makes it super cute..."

……

Xia Yuan frowned severely——

Like to watch other people sleep?
What is the psychology of these people?
He took the phone out of Ying Sitong's hand and glanced at it. His rank has been upgraded from bronze to platinum 1.
It has entered the anti-addiction warning stage, and now there are basically no points.

And judging from her sleeping posture, she should be very tired from the live broadcast.

Just playing games, killing people and increasing followers without sleeping, this is also drunk.

Ying Sitong was lying on the table, barely breathing, her hands and feet were cold.

People who don't know will think she has hung up.

But Xia Yuan knew that this was a sign of the blood clan entering a deep sleep.

He stretched out his hand, ready to hug Ying Sitong to the bed.

Looking down, Ying Sitong's hair was scattered on her face, and the fox mask pressed faint marks on her fair cheeks. Her side profile was also so beautiful that it made people's hearts a little bit excited.

A faint cool fragrance came from Ying Sitong's body.

Just as Xia Yuan was leaning over, he suddenly thought of something and quickly stood up.

Obviously, the live broadcast was still on just now, so Xia Yuan must be in the scene now, and it's still the kind without a mask.

Sure enough, in the barrage of the live broadcast, I kept scrolling:

"Who is this man?"

"It can't be the anchor's male ticket, right?"

"Oh no?!"

"It's over, it's over, my heart is broken."

"It's not really a male ticket, is it?"

"It's a waste of time to have a live broadcast if there are male votes."

"MMP, labor and capital really..."

The next barrage speech became more and more vulgar.

This is the case with keyboard warriors, because they can type and insult others at will without bearing any accusations or pressure.

Xia Yuan originally wanted to justify something, telling them that he was not her boyfriend.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he turned off the live broadcast first.

Cyber ​​violence is terrible, and sometimes everything you say will backfire.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

Because of his appearance, Ying Sitong lost more than half of the 4000 fans he had accumulated with great difficulty, and now there are only 1258 fans left.

It is not yet known how many of them are dummies.

……

Xia Yuan turned off the computer and monitor, took off her mask, then reached out and hugged Ying Sitong from the chair.

"uh-huh……"

Ying Sitong closed her eyes and groaned softly, curled up in his arms, and fell asleep again.

I have to say, when the blood clan that demolished the house is quiet, it is really a little cute.

Xia Yuan hugged her and put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and prepared to go back to her room.

Just as he was about to leave, his wrist suddenly tightened, and was pulled back by Ying Sitong.

The blood race had great strength, Xia Yuan only had time to struggle for a while, before he fell back and plunged into the soft mattress.

Ying Sitong turned over and pushed Xia Yuan down.

A red light flashed in her eyes.

Four sharp teeth grew out of Ying Sitong's mouth, slowly revealing the shape of the blood race when eating.

At the same time, Xia Yuan saw that the veins on Ying Sitong's face were bulging, and the skin on his hands began to shrink. There was a tendency to change from the first eating form to the second true form.

Xia Yuan was taken aback.

He had never seen Ying Sitong so out of control and irritable, like a hungry ghost.

The red light in Ying Sitong's eyes flickered, and he bent down, rubbing his pig's nose back and forth on his face.

All the way to his neck.

The blue blood vessels were beating, showing Xia Yuan's vitality.

"Wow, it smells so good," Ying Sitong sighed and swallowed hard, "You smell so strong today!"

"Wait a minute." Xia Yuan shouted quickly, "Didn't you just smoke it two days ago?"

But Ying Sitong turned a deaf ear to his voice and continued to poke his nose.

Suddenly, a terrifying electric light flashed in Xia Yuan's brain.

Could this guy be sleepwalking?

Just like turning into a real figure and hanging on the ceiling that night?
Ying Sitong greedily sniffed Xia Yuan's scent, held up his wrist, and prepared to bite it off drunkenly.

"Snapped!"

A crisp voice sounded.

Xia Yuan raised his hand and slapped her hard.

This time Ying Sitong immediately woke up.

The black lines on her face retracted quickly, and her form turned into a petite and lovely girl.

Ying Sitong blinked blankly.

"Mom, what happened just now?"

She raised her hand and rubbed her cheek.

"Why are you down there?"

"I..." Xia Yuan was angry and funny, "You still have the nerve to ask, didn't you do it?"

"What did I do?" Ying Sitong's heart tightened, "I remember I was broadcasting live, and then I seemed a little sleepy..."

"You almost sucked me dry just now."

Xia Yuan lifted her body and sat up.

"That's weird, it shouldn't be..." Ying Sitong covered her mouth in disbelief, "Could it be..."

"Could it be what?" Xia Yuan looked at her sideways.

"Your smell is getting stronger and stronger, could it be because of the influence of real blood?" Ying Sitong frowned, "My God, when I smell this smell, I have a particularly strong urge.

It's literally challenging my self-control. "

"..."

Xia Yuan hugged his body vigilantly.

"You have to be careful with me these days, and stay away from me." Ying Sitong concluded, "The blood race is really impulsive and bloodthirsty during the special period."

"What the hell?"

"My aunt is here."

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