The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

The aunt of the neighborhood committee, a righteous force that appeared earlier than the Chaoyang masses.

Qiaozui, if you say one word, the other party can talk to you for ten minutes.

Determined to wash the evil bones and bones, let you be a new person.

Like thousands of people who think they are right.

The boy showed his dissatisfaction with his fist.

The aunt of the neighborhood committee raised her chest.

"Come on, hit me! Zhengchou failed to touch porcelain when he went out yesterday!"

Young boy: "???"

The aunt of the neighborhood committee settles accounts with him.

"Old people like us with diabetes, high blood pressure, and high blood lipids cost 100,000 yuan for any medical expenses."

Several other aunts of the neighborhood committee were worried that the boy would beat someone.

They came to persuade people.

You say one, I say one.

Leng is to persuade the boy.

The boy secretly cursed "bad luck", and after throwing the money on the aunt of the neighborhood committee, he rolled away.

The girl is still crying.

Su Nanzhi patted her shoulder and comforted: "Don't cry, you will be late for work."

Girl, thank you for being comforted.

【Ha ha! How do you comfort someone, wife? ? ? 】

[Things more terrifying than love, deduction of wages. 】

[To be fair, I'm here to watch the story, I don't want to watch the live broadcast of life at all! ! ! However, it's too funny! ! 】

[Wuwuwu, as a career fan of my wife, I'm so anxious to see that the popularity is not going up! ! ! 】

[Woooooo, career fans are so anxious! ! How can the wife be the bottom? ? ? 】

[Currently the first is: Pork Shop! 】

[So, in this kind of game, only blood and killing can come forward. What are you doing Guang Weizheng? ? ? Do you really believe that the three good learning chickens will take you to the peak of life? ? ? 】

[Workers, cut off love and love. 】

[I'm just a migrant worker with no emotions. 】

【Ha ha ha ha! ! ! 】

When the girl saw it, it was nine o'clock.

It really can't be rude any more!

If you keep deducting it, you will have to drink the northeast wind this month!

The girl hurried away, and just after walking two steps, she was suddenly pulled by the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

The one hundred yuan was just stuffed into her.

The aunt smiled brightly: "Take it to buy something delicious, don't cry for garbage, girls' tears are worth money."

The girl was stunned and took the hundred yuan tremblingly.

She held up one hundred yuan, and the red and bright banknotes were very bright.

Her eyes filled with enthusiasm, and she felt that the red scarf on her chest and front was brightened.

She said to the aunt of the neighborhood committee and Su Nanzhi, "I got it!"

With a kind smile, the aunt of the neighborhood committee is unfathomable: "It's good if you can understand."

She looked at Su Nanzhi even more gratefully, divided the hundred yuan in two, and handed half of it to Su Nanzhi.

"Thank you! I understand!! From now on I will live for myself!!!"

"I'm ashamed of my rudeness just now!"

"Please accept my apology and let us sail out of the boat of friendship from now on!"

Su Nanzhi silently took half a note: ?

He was saying to the black suit: ["Mr. black suit, can half a hundred still be used?"]

The black suit gritted his teeth: ["Of course not! What do you call me?"]

Sunanzhi: ["Mr. Black Suit~"]

Something flashed in the black suit's mind: ["Remove the three words of the black suit."]

Sunanzhi: ["...Sir?"]

Satisfied with the black suit.

Sunanzhi cried and finished the second half of the sentence.

["Sir, is she finally crazy because of her lovelorn?"]

The black suit lifted his hair: ["It's possible."]

Su Nanzhi silently took out her mobile phone and made a call.

The girl was still moved by herself and asked, "Who are you calling?"

Sunanzhi handed the phone to the girl.

Girl: "Hello?"

A clear female voice came from the opposite side: "Hello, this is the Psychiatric Center of City A. Do you need anything?"

The girl tried to explain: "I'm not crazy!"

"Okay, got it. So do you have a chance to come to our hospital?"

girl:"……"

【Hahaha! ! ! What kind of plot is this? ? ? 】

[Weak weak asked, is this a funny live broadcast room? 】

【Little baby, why are you so funny! ! ! 】

[But, the little baby seemed to be... talking to himself just now? ? ? 】

[Could he be a split personality? ? Never imagined that this live broadcast room has such a point of view! Love love love! 】

[I heard the wind, is it my favorite split personality? ? 】

[One thing to say, it's still funny! ! ! ! 】

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After the vignette.

Sunan Zhi finally arrived at the sausage shop.

In fact, the sausage shop also sells pork. The boss has to get up at four or five in the morning. He is very busy in the morning. The boss is not in good health recently. He asked Sunan Zhi to take over his day shift.

Today, because of the sausage, the boss hasn't rested yet and is busy grinding meat.

The transparent casings have been washed and hung on hangers on the facade.

The facade is a combination of upstairs and downstairs. Sleeping upstairs, downstairs is the store.

The floor is slightly higher than the ordinary building, but the first floor is relatively short, and the whole space looks cramped.

The boss is a talented student who is often used as a joke by the neighbors.

Probably:

"College students are worthless these days."

"Do you know why people should study hard?"

"It's to prove that even if I study hard, improve every day, and get admitted to a first-class university in the country, I will still be a butcher in the future."

The boss doesn't care about this.

In winter, he wears a thin short-sleeved shirt.

Tall, undulating muscles are not excessive, and the lines are smooth. It is the kind that moms eat especially.

Besides, he has a deep appearance, three-dimensional features, and although his eyebrows are fierce, he is not bad.

When Sunanzhi arrived, the other party was grinding meat.

He was wearing a jet-black leather apron and stood upright in front of the meat grinder.

Seeing Sunanzhi coming, she raised her thick eyebrows and glanced at the wall.

"Yo, if you're late, your salary will be deducted. Take a small notebook and record it yourself."

Sunanzhi's pretty little face collapsed instantly.

His salary was not much.

The boss is the person who hires only because he has less money and less money.

Wages have to be deducted now.

Sunanzhi took out the bookkeeping book from under the pork chopping board and spread it out on the greasy chopping board.

Write your name stroke by stroke.

[Su Nanzhi, 10 minutes late. 】

The "buzzing" meat grinder in the back is like a non-stop.

The boss took the last pot of meat, went in, clapped his hands and walked over, with a strong smell of cheap smoke on his body.

The cigarette in his mouth had reached the tail of the cigarette, and it fell down with a rustling.

He called Sunan Zhi Rang Rang, and he took the cigarette.

Sunanzhi was unhappy there. His body was like a piece of wood. The boss thought this person was annoying and he didn't have any vision. With a cigarette in his mouth, he twisted his body and slammed his **** into each other.

Before Sunanzhi could react, she was knocked to the ground unprepared.

The ice-cold tiled floor and his tender butt, came an unexpected kiss.

"Oh, little thing." The boss concentrated on taking out cigarettes there, the shriveled cigarette bag had only one in it.

The boss lit the cigarette and went down in one puff, as if he had brought back his soul.

Only then did the space vacate, and Xun Zun lowered his gaze and glanced at Su Nanzhi.

Sunanzhi is squeamish.

It's been that way since a few worlds ago.

There is no fear value, there is no escape from injury.

A fart fell to the ground, and the fleshy **** was numb for a while.

Then came the pain.

Probably hit a bone.

The flesh hurts and the bones hurt too.

Su Nanzhi, who couldn't stand the pain, was wearing a bright little padded jacket, her whole face buried in the white plush collar.

Her little face was pale, but she started to cry, with a moist pink color.

Kind of like begonia petals soaked in water.

It's inappropriate to put it on a man, but it's downright appropriate to put it on him.

"Grass!" The boss has never seen such a pain, so he cried out - Su Nanzhi didn't cry either, but just twitched, her shoulders kept shaking, she was very pitiful, her beautiful puppy eyes were overflowing. There was a thick layer of water mist, and tears fell from the dark end of the eyes.

Even better than a big girl crying.

The boss said again, "Grass, isn't it?" The jet-black eyes didn't leave him.

The cigarette in your hand is lit, just too hot.

Quasi-head to finger, come for a moment.

"Bah."

Fingers were burned.

"Ouch!" He hurriedly shook his hands, his fierce brows were twisted together, he had never seen someone who could cry like this, he took a deep breath, and then just like DIY, he pulled a piece of paper, Randomly throw it at each other.

After throwing it, he felt that it was not enough, so he scratched his hair, grabbed a stack of papers irritably, and threw the pack of papers directly to the other party.

"Okay, ancestors, don't cry. What does it look like a big man is crying? It's not good for the passing girl to see it."

Bosses are not good at coaxing people.

When he grows up like him, it's all other people's rhetoric, and he doesn't move.

Besides, this guy didn't have this young master's disease before, but he suddenly became squeamish today. If he knew that this "master" was a little sick, he would never recruit anyone.

Now this little face is crying, the eyelashes are trembling, and the little nose is twitching.

Passing aunt can't see it.

"Bullying people."

"Being a big brother, why don't you take care of your brother?"

"Look at this child crying, it's so distressing."

The boss Jun's face darkened.

He stood tall and big, his body as soft as an eel, leaned against the edge of the chopping board, and kicked Sunanzhi with his toes.

He didn't even dare to exert any force, for fear that the other party would squeamishly deceive him again, so he let his strength down.

The boss touched each other and touched his ears: "Okay, don't cry."

Sunanzhi couldn't control herself physiologically, although she also felt bad, but there was nothing she could do.

Others didn't understand it, and he couldn't explain it to everyone.

So I gave up crying and lowered my voice, not even daring to let it out.

Poor little look.

The puppy's eyes were red and red, especially the eyelid and the tail of the eye. It was not swollen, but it looked like a rhododendron had been crushed. It was gorgeous and eroded.

"Tsk!" The boss put the cigarette aside, pulled out a pink-packed, rustic toffee from under the chopping board, threw it to Sunanzhi, and said, "Don't cry."

The tone is still hard, but the sugar is soft.

Rustic packaged toffee.

It's a little Yaya toffee.

It has almost become the tears of the times.

The taste is average, the key is cheap.

Crushed sesame seeds are rubbed in the toffee, and the **** is too much to stick to the teeth, becoming the tears of the times. This wave is not a loss.

Can't stand it's sweetness.

Sunanzhi likes it.

He chewed the candy, sticking his tongue on the top of his tongue when he was sticking his teeth, rolled up a mouthful of milk and sesame flavors, and then rolled his eyes.

The end of the beautiful eyes will be turned up a little, like a little fox.

When the pain stopped, he stopped crying, and the toffee melted in his mouth.

The boss's cigarette was completely burned out, but his eyes were fixed on Su Nanzhi's body. The fireworks were hot, and the ashes fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: Su Nanzhi (opens her mouth to show the housekeeper): It's sticking to her teeth.

The housekeeper swallowed: Good.