My Fiancee Is A Host

As soon as Lin Han said these words, Meng Xiaotuan's face turned dark instantly.

"Pfft...hahaha..."

"That's right, Tuan Tuan, you're already dead, can you still crawl out of the box?"

"It seems that everyone is unwilling to lose this round of bets."

"Although my cute little group was beaten to death, I still refuse to accept it."

"If you can speak, Lin Han, please speak more."

"Lin Han, it's better to stop talking. He's going to make everyone in my family look bad."

The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

Meng Xiaotuan said to Lin Han with a dark face: "I just said casually, have you seen anyone who can still climb out of the box after being killed?"

"Listening to your dissatisfied tone just now, I thought you could." Lin Han said.

Hearing this, Meng Xiaotuan's face turned a little darker.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to avoid doing housework for a week.

Who knew that he would shoot himself in the foot? Not only did he still have to do housework, but he also had to help Lin Han wash clothes for a week.

As old as I am, I have never washed a boy's clothes.

It seems that this time we will make an exception!

Meng Xiaotuan pouted and stopped talking, and Lin Han stopped teasing her.

"despair!"

Lin Han took out a grenade, opened the fuse, and threw it towards the player who had just killed Meng Xiaotuan.

"Wow!"

While throwing the grenade, Lin Han also cut the M416 rifle on his shoulder into his hand.

Holding the M416 in hand, Lin Han walked out from behind the bunker and headed towards the player behind the tree not far away.

Although this man was not killed by the grenade just now, his health was still reduced.

As expected, he was applying medicine.

Lin Han first threw a thunderbolt to interrupt him from spraying medicine, then rushed over and met him face to face with a wave of steel guns.

With Lin Han's proficiency in the M416 assault rifle, there is basically no risk in this kind of fish pond bureau frontal steel gun.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded.

The player was also forced to stop spraying the grenade because of the grenade.

"Shashasha..."

The sound of Lin Han's footsteps reached his ears.

"Ah, go to hell!"

The player knew that there was no chance to spray medicine. He shouted, leaned forward and pulled the trigger towards Lin Han.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

Two gunshots rang out fiercely.

The helmet on the player's head shattered and he fell to the ground.

"Player LinHan used M416 and killed Fidelity with a headshot."

The last kill prompt of this game appeared.

Good luck and have chicken dinner tonight.

Lin Han, 19 kills.

Cute little group, 2 kills.

The game was over, and a large number of viewers appeared in Lin Han's live broadcast room to buy gifts.

Most of those who came here to buy gifts were fans because of Lin Han's previous insults against Yang Feng.

Although the gifts they gave were not expensive, the least was a penny, the most was only dozens of yuan, but when accumulated, it was quite considerable.

Lin Han thanked the audience who sent gifts, and then he said to Meng Xiaotuan: "In front of so many viewers, you should be willing to admit defeat, right?"

"Don't worry, I, Meng Xiaotuan, will never cheat on my bets." Meng Xiaotuan said reluctantly with a dark face.

"Okay." Lin Han nodded: "Then starting from tomorrow, you will wash my clothes for a week."

"I know." Meng Xiaotuan pouted her cute little mouth: "But I have to tell you in advance. I, the leader of Meng Xiaotuan, have never washed clothes for boys at this age. If I don't wash your clothes, you Don’t blame me.”

"It's okay." Lin Han said calmly: "If you can't wash it clean, wash it again. If it doesn't work the second time, wash it a third time until you are clean."

Meng Xiaotuan couldn't help curling her lips when she heard Lin Han's words.

"It makes me uncomfortable to think that my wife has to wash clothes for other men."

"Yeah, it's also hand-washed."

"It's over. If my family washes clothes for other boys, she will no longer be pure."

The male fans in the live broadcast room felt uncomfortable thinking about the cute little group squatting on the ground and using a washboard to wash Lin Han's smelly clothes.

Uncomfortable is uncomfortable.

There's nothing they can do otherwise.

Who made this girl Meng Xiaotuan be so confident that she even lost?

After Meng Xiaotuan saw these comments in the live broadcast room, she dragged her chin with one hand and said slowly: "Don't feel bad for me, it's nothing to help Lin Han wash clothes. Anyway, I will practice washing clothes for the next week." I’m, um, practicing for my future boyfriend.”

When Meng Xiaotuan mentioned the words 'future boyfriend', Meng Xiaotuan emphasized his tone.

This aggravated tone seemed to be telling Lin Han that it was no big deal for me to wash your clothes for a week. Anyway, I was practicing to wash clothes for my future boyfriend.

"Are you practicing washing clothes for your future boyfriend?" Lin Han raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"yes."

Meng Xiaotuan tilted his head and said very seriously: "When I have a boyfriend in the future, I will definitely help him wash his clothes. Now I just want to practice my hands on your clothes."

Meng Xiaotuan felt that if she said this, Lin Han would have mixed emotions.

Unexpectedly, Lin Han smiled and said: "Since you are practicing washing clothes for your future boyfriend, you have to practice well. How about we change the bet and change one week to one month?"

"I won't change it!" Meng Xiaotuan refused: "I want to change it to one month. You think so."

"Forget it." Lin Han shrugged a little disappointedly.

Lin Han and Meng Xiaotuan chatted for a while, and Meng Xiaotuan said goodbye to the audience in her live broadcast room and turned off the live broadcast.

Meng Xiaotuan turned off the live broadcast.

"Why……"

She turned off the live broadcast and let out a long sigh.

My best friend Li Siyu on the side heard Meng Xiaotuan sigh and asked: "Tuan Tuan, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Xiaotuan stared at the ceiling: "Nothing, I just feel unhappy when I think of washing Lin Han's clothes for a week. Siyu, you said that the last wave of such good opportunities and such good equipment, how could I Didn’t you kill that person?”

After hearing this, my best friend Li Siyu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because you're a bit of a loser."