I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 144

Jiangcheng, Longding Bay.

The Chu River has been digging a few laps in the sea, washing away the fatigue of boats and cars.

This trip to Yangcheng was quite tiring. Now that I am back, I am determined to be a salted fish and return to the good life of my little boy.

In the villa, Su Muyan was broadcasting the game, yelling loudly.Liu Zhiqing took a shower and went upstairs to rest.

Liu Zhiqing was even more tired than Chuhe, because she not only went to Yangcheng, but also went to Hangzhou, and has been busy with work and singing recently.

Now that I'm back, I'm determined to sleep peacefully.

Chuhe was not used to sleeping at this time, so he took the erhu to the yard and bought the seven-level erhu skill.

Now he has no shortage of joy points, after all, the amazing opening ceremony gave the three rich women a lot of joy points.

But the skill cooling time is still a problem, and I have to find time to hug Su Muyan and hold her high.

Chuhe is not in a hurry, now that Su Muyan is live broadcasting, it is inconvenient for him to disturb her.

After thinking about it, Chuhe remembered his singing skills. His singing skills were only level four, and his song "That Girl" attracted millions of fans.

What about level five?Level five is the full level. According to the system settings, level five is the world's top singer, and the understanding of music will reach its peak.

"System, buy singing skill level five." Chuhe was a little excited, singing skill was probably the best skill he had mastered so far.

"Congratulations to the host for spending 3000 pleasure points to purchase the fifth level of singing skills."

Chuhe's mind was shocked, and he had already turned into a great singer.

At this moment, he is the top singer in the world!

My heart was itchy, my throat was itchy, and my singing seemed to break through the ground.

Chuhe hummed, the familiar "That Girl".

This time, there has been a substantial improvement in terms of pitch, rhythm, and emotion, like having a million-level sound card.

Some subtle rhythm changes bring the whole piece to a whole new level.

"Awesome." Chuhe praised himself, of course, he was also praising the system.

He hummed for a long time before he calmed down and practiced the erhu.

I bought this erhu from Le Yuwen, the Suzhou Huqiu erhu, which is durable and has a good tone. Chuhe likes it very much.

In the evening, Chuhe cooked and ate, and went to look at Su Muyan with a bowl.

Su Muyan was still playing games, and lard appeared on his face.

The popularity of her live broadcast exploded, approaching one million, the barrage never stopped, and the gifts kept floating around.

I have to say that Su Muyan is really suitable for live broadcasting. Although everyone says she is Happy, this Happy is very cute.

Whether it is character or body, it is heart-warming.

"Hey, Yanyan, it's time to eat." Chuhe shouted at the door.

Su Mu didn't turn back the cigarette butt: "Go away, this lady is killing everyone...Huh? It smells so good!"

She turned her head suddenly and saw Chuhe holding a bowl of rice with two pieces of braised pork ribs in it.

Chuhe made braised pork ribs today. The aroma is overflowing and the meat color is attractive.

Su Muyan stopped playing games and rushed over quickly: "It smells so good, brother, give it to me."

She opened her mouth, drooling.

Chuhe pointed to the dining table: "Go and eat, live broadcast is not allowed today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Muyan bit the ribs in Chuhe's bowl, and quickly ran back to the computer.

She played games while chewing, like a hungry wolf.

The activity in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed.

"Wow, braised pork ribs, made by Dahe? Looks delicious."

"I'm so envious of people with older brothers. I eat takeaway every day. It's desolate."

"Compensation dating meow, how do you sell the original bone? You drool."

Su Muyan said vaguely: "My brother did it. He just wants to please me all day long. Hey, I can't help it. Let's sleep with him at night."

Chuhe's forehead is black, you loli really know how to be black.

He stopped looking, went to serve a bowl of rice, put braised pork ribs and some tofu and vegetables in it and placed it next to Su Muyan.

"Remember to eat." Chuhe acted as an old father, helpless.

Su Muyan smiled brightly: "Hee hee, O'Neill sauce, I'll let you touch your feet tonight."

roll.

Chuhe left, but the audience frantically swiped the barrage.

"Dahe, I see you again, "Pipa Language" is too good to listen to!"

"Haha, I sent you a private letter to scold Dong Xiao's envoy, that idiot is now quitting blogging!"

"Hey, you guys missed the point. The point is Meow's feet! Sister, I think..."

Su Muyan looked at the barrage and took a bite of food: "Don't think about it, only brother can touch my feet."

Outside, Chuhe walked upstairs.

He went to ask Liu Zhiqing to eat.

Liu Zhiqing also slept for a long time, she wondered if she had slept enough.

The second floor was quiet, Liu Zhiqing's bedroom door was closed, but Chu He opened it with a quick twist.

As soon as it is unscrewed, an elegant fragrance floats out, which is different from the "milk fragrance" of Su Muyan, but the delicate fragrance of a mature woman.

The room was dark, the curtains were drawn, the floor was spotless, and the wardrobe was neatly folded.

Liu Zhiqing was lying on her side on the bed, her stomach was covered by a quilt, her arms and thighs were exposed.

She was still sleeping soundly, with her face facing the door, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

It was the first time for Chuhe to see the sleeping Liu Zhiqing, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Long eyelashes, high nose bridge and thin lips, clear and white face, delicate and picturesque.

Liu Zhiqing is really a beauty.

Chuhe didn't wake her up, but just looked at her long legs very honestly.

Liu Zhiqing's long legs were slightly curved, white and flawless, slender but not weak, they were big and sporty legs.

She probably has vest lines too.

Chuhe praised her, went to help her cover the quilt, and saw her fair soles again, even the heels were pink.

Wonderful.

Chuhe covered her with the quilt and went downstairs contentedly.

It was getting dark, and Chuhe went to bed after taking a bath.

This sleep lasted until the early morning of the next day.

It's about six o'clock, the sound of the waves starts to get faster, and the sun is about to come out.

Chuhe felt his body was heavy, which made his neck hurt.

He opened his eyes and saw, good guy, Su Muyan was sleeping on top of him.

It's fine if she lays down, but Nima is a 69 lie, with her head on her lap and her butt on her face.

No wonder it's so heavy!

This guy must have broadcast live until midnight, then climbed into his bed and fell asleep.

Chuhe smelled the faint body fragrance, and Su Muyan was quite sensible, knowing that it was nothing to do before he came to sleep.

"It is detected that the host's face is closely attached to Su Muyan's buttocks, and the cooling time of Erhu skills is -30h."

You really think about the host, thank you!
Chuhe pushed Su Muyan away, and rubbed his sore neck to wash.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the light in the music room was on. Did Su Muyan turn off the light?

Chuhe looked over and was taken aback for a moment.

Because Liu Zhiqing actually sang in the music room.

She stood in front of the microphone, her tall body swaying slightly, following the rhythm of the singing.

Due to the good sound insulation in the music room, Liu Zhiqing deliberately lowered her voice, so Chu River could not be heard very clearly.

He gently pushed the door open, and now he heard Liu Zhiqing's emotional voice clearly.

The singing voice is noble and glamorous, but there is a trace of red dust in the voice, which is contradictory and strange.

Chuhe has never heard of this song, neither the lyrics nor the tone.

This is probably the debut song tailored by Ji Yun Culture Company for Liu Zhiqing.

Chuhe became interested and continued to eavesdrop.

Liu Zhiqing's emotions are in place, and she expresses the queen's nobility to the fullest, but she is obviously a bit stuck and the tension is not enough.

She sang for a while and had to stop to adjust the rhythm, then twisted her buttocks stiffly, and moaned coquettishly and dryly.

Chuhe spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what are you doing?

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