I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

Look, there are so many horses, this pill is really not enough.

It seems that you have to work hard, otherwise the tens of billions of my own will not be enough for wives and future children.

Putting away this pill for the time being, Jiang Siming had completed the task.

"Uncle, are you listening?"

Seeing that Jiang Siming was not answering, the lady **** girl thought he was a little disappointed, so she quickly added:

"I am like this, very slow-heating, although I think you are very nice, but we still need to get to know each other..."

Miss Wanwan's words have agreed to be friends with Jiang Siming.

This is her limit.

If you are willing to give a gun as soon as you met a netizen, then this woman is definitely not good.

"I see, I was so happy just now, I didn't pay attention to sister Ha." Jiang Siming replied.

I can't say that I was joking and teasing her for the task. Let's dump the person when the task is finished. That lady is so sad.

"Then...when are you going to meet with me?" The lady companion asked shyly.

"Um...not recently, um...I have to take care of the cows at home recently, and when they get better, I will sell the cows for a fare and come to see you." Jiang Siming pondered the reason.

This reason is just to coax the child, but the key person is to accompany the young lady to believe it.

"No need, when your cow disease is cured, I will pay you, and I will reimburse you for the car and accommodation expenses, and I will also invite you to dinner." The young lady said seriously.

The male audiences were already drooling with envy at this time, because such good things as Mao couldn't be shared with them, and the girls were willing to support him!

The more Ms. Playing companion said so, the more embarrassing Jiang Siming became.

He used to lie and deceive others, but now that the girl takes it seriously, he is dumbfounded.

Jiang Siming could only hesitate to agree, and then found an excuse to say that his father wanted to inject the cow himself, and he was about to retire in a hurry.

"Uncle, wait, you haven't told me your phone number yet, and WeChat is fine, otherwise, how can I contact you?" the lady companion called.

"This... I don't use WeChat very much in rural areas, so please write down my phone number, 135xxxxxxxx."

"Okay, I took it down, uncle, I don't know what your name is yet." The young lady asked.

"My name is..." Jiang Siming hesitated. He felt that he could not report his real name, and he didn't even believe the last name. Don't doubt it.

"My name is Wang Jianye." Jiang Siming borrowed the last name of his girlfriend Wang Xinyi and compiled a very down-to-earth name from the 1970s.

The little sister really believed even more and said to Jiang Siming: "Uncle Wang, my name is Chi Zheng, and I work in Shanghai. How about you?"

"Me? My...I'm in Yunnan, a small place, you don't know if you say it, I'll get off first."

Jiang Siming was afraid that he would reveal his stuff if he continued to make up.

"Wait, uncle, you... don't you want my swimsuit photos..." Miss Chi Zheng said shyly.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you can send it over." Jiang Siming almost forgot about it.

Ding~

There are pictures sent.

"Remember not to show it to others, or I will ignore you again." Chi Zheng reminded.

"Don't worry, I promise not."

Jiang Siming still has a lot of "professional ethics," and he really started to split the screen to prevent the live broadcast audience from seeing it, and he secretly enjoyed it by himself.

"I'm going! You have a great body!" Jiang Siming praised, the young lady in the photo was wearing a red swimsuit, and the thin cloth wrapped her Ao Ru.

The skin is white and tender, and the figure is slender. The only drawback is that the legs are a bit short, as if the height is not very high.

"My legs don't look good, don't look at them. I am very short, only one meter six... I usually don't dare to wear it like this. This is a swimsuit I bought from the Internet in the bathroom."

Unexpectedly, Ms. Wanwan would mention it first. It seems that she has a low self-esteem for her height.

"It's okay, I'm very tall, and the child of our pair will definitely be tall."

"Who wants to have a baby with you, uncle, you really hate it~" the little sister playing with shame.

"Haha, but your swimsuit photos are really good-looking, I saved them, don't worry, I will never show them to others." Jiang Siming promised, taking a chest.

The audience began to protest.

"Come on! Just eat alone!"

"Just eat bad asshole!"

"Myojin, let's discuss it, let's just take a look."

"Don't show me unsubscribe!"

"Don't be like this, Myojin is also concerned about the privacy of other girls, and this is right!"

....

"Uncle, I will refund your bill. I don't want to collect your money." said the little sister playing.

"Don't, your uncle can still afford the money. Don't worry, there are so many cattle in my family. That's it. I'll get off first and call."

After Jiang Siming had finished talking about what he couldn't wait, he got off the assembly line from Bixin.

Not long after he quit, Jiang Siming sent a text message from his cell phone.

[Uncle, I’m Chizheng, and this is my number. If you have trouble or have financial difficulties, you can contact me. I’m just doing a part-time job. In fact, my family is quite rich. If you lack money, you can follow I said, I will lend it to you, and I will do it too, good night~]

Seeing this text message, Jiang Siming sighed, and he really couldn't lie. If you tell a lie, you have to use ten panic to round it.

Alas, I just hope this young lady has forgotten herself sooner, and she will treat it as nothing.

Finished the task of advertising Bixin, and sang the new song. I lied to a young lady. I felt a little guilty and didn't want to continue the live broadcast.

So Jiang Siming said a few words to everyone and shut down the live broadcast.

Well, he was broadcasting this early because he lied to others, he was too guilty, he blamed himself, he was sad, and he wanted to cry.

It was definitely not because he wanted to go to bed with his wife earlier, and it was definitely not because Zhao Xuan told him this morning that he had bought a **** pajamas and was anxious to'see'.

After the broadcast, Jiang Siming ate the mother pill and secretly ate the Zi pill to the wives at home, including one with Zhao Xiaoxiao.

This little girl was kidnapped once before, so be careful.

Although the number of Zidans is not enough now, let's go ahead and post them.

After taking this pill, there is no feeling, nor will it bring any help or benefit to the body, it is just a burst of energy.

Only when it is in danger will it erupt in the body.

Jiang Siming wanted to give it a try, but when he thought of only ten, he would lose one if he tried one, so he could only dispel this idea for the time being.

There are still three days before the recording of the "Singer" program. At this time, the host He Jiu, was in a small country house, and Huang Laoxie and Huang Lei were lying in the courtyard chatting in the courtyard pavilion.

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Two more two more~

Is it faster today? Hey, come on, come on, sake!