Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"You let go, you crazy woman is going crazy again."

"I'm crazy, I'm driving you crazy."

"Okay, I'll make you crazy, I'll make you crazy tonight."

stab...

The broken sleeves flew into the sky.

This night is bound to be a difficult night.

After shooting the commercial, the baby returned to the apartment and sat quietly in Wu Li's arms. They had an unspeakable warmth after watching the second issue of Running Man.

It's really hard to talk to outsiders when you watch the programs you've recorded yourself.

Baby's heart is sweet, like drinking honey, Yang Mi, who was peeking out through the crack of the door, sighed, quietly closed the door, and fell down holding the beloved doll, "I envy them, you say, he Is he a good man?"

"Well, if you don't say it, he's a bad man. He's necrotic." Yang Mi shook the doll vigorously, and wept bitterly.

"Wu Li." After a long period of warmth, the baby raised his head, "Do you really want me to sing that song?"

"Of course, that's what I wrote for you." Wu Li pressed the baby's shoulders, and their faces were pressed together.

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to sing well." Baby really can't bring up the courage to sing.

"That song doesn't need to be sung well." Wu Li looked at her affectionately, "It doesn't matter if you sing it badly, this one doesn't work, we'll change it to the next one."

Baby turned around and stared at Wu Li, suddenly closed his eyes tremblingly, and spit out two words in Wu Li's ear...

Chapter 147 Yang Mi said: I have to watch her

"Bastard anchor, you turn off the live broadcast again."

"Say: What did you do to the baby last night?"

President Liu, who was shooting at all the media, bought a new phone card early and entered the private number of the sect master Huang.

How far is eternity, my heart is tired, I only sigh that fate is too shallow...

Sun Li's deeply sad singing came into his ears, and Master Huang was stunned when he picked up the phone.As an artist, there are generally two mobile phones, one for public use and one for private use. Private calls are only for familiar friends and family members, and it is almost impossible for strangers to call in.

XXOXX who is this, which [-] choose such a number?

Cult Master Huang blinked strangely, hesitantly pressed the answer button for a moment, and just after pressing the answer button, a voice he least wanted to hear rang.

"Hey, sect master, my president, your wife was unpacked last night. Go online and read the news."

Grass mud code!

Snapped!

Master Huang dropped the phone.

He was busy with work last night and didn't have time to watch Wu Li's live broadcast. He didn't expect to hear such an exasperating message just after going to work early in the morning.

After dropping the phone, Master Huang's eyes were green and he turned on the computer like a wolf.

Power on, wait, search on the web.

Looking down line by line, Master Huang's eyes were getting greener and greener, and the wound on the palm of his right palm, which was scratched by the explosion of the lighter, was bleeding again.

"Angkor closed the live broadcast again last night, and it is suspected that he and the baby were under the bed." Phoenix TV reported.

"Pray for the shadow area in the heart of the sect master Huang." The majority of netizens left a message.

"Are they really together?" the enthusiastic audience asked.

"I want to know right now, what does baby think about this."

asshole!

Snapped!

The display is broken.

Sect Master Huang, who knocked over the monitor with one fist, clenched his fist, looked at the broken LCD screen, and overturned the desk in frustration. With a bang, he raised the swivel chair and smashed it 180 degrees against the wall. Five of the eight runners flew out on the spot, and the pressure lifters exploded like a cannonball.

boom!

Cult Master Huang collapsed, the chair that was broken into parts broke out of the boss, and a steel nail cut his forehead immortally, and a line of blood was cut on the left eyebrow.

Blood red blood flowed down, reddening his eyeballs at the time.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Huang?" The little secretary who heard the wrong voice quickly pushed open the door.

"Get out of here."

"Mr. Huang..."

"roll!"

The little secretary was frightened, and stood at the door trembling.

Master Huang was furious, picked up the broken back of the swivel chair, and smashed everything that could be smashed in the room into tatters.

"Wu Li, you bastard! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, ah—"

Master Huang won't be angry, will he?