The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 100 Chapter 100: We Must Be Stained Elegantly (5)

In the heart of Feng Jin, heaven and man are at war.

In another place, Jiang Yanji came to one of them's boudoir, and found that the decoration in the house was quite warm and elegant, with a girlish atmosphere everywhere.

"Ill feel ill, drink some sugar water and go to bed earlier." Jiang Yanji said with a smile to the bright girl in it, that is, Xia Er in the mouth of the old man, "Or, I will let you send you some blood red blood soup?"

"Eh?"

Xia Er originally thought that Jiang Yanji was here for pleasure, but did not expect such a sentence, and Chuner on the side was also at a loss.

"It's all about the moon, and don't pay attention." Jiang Yanji smiled. "In the next few days, don't drink alcohol and don't eat cold food."

Month, moon event?

The two girls looked at each other, and they did not know if it was a psychological factor. Xia Er was told by her that she really felt some pain in her lower abdomen, and there was a warm flow under her, and her face was red and white for a while. reaction.

Jiang Yanji does n’t know how women in this era deal with the big aunt of the month. Anyway, it wo n’t be too simple. “I do n’t know how your daughter ’s house handles this situation, so I brought you all out. Help her out. "

The light **** smell on Xia'er's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the white little face seemed to be boiling red under the attention of Jiang Yanji.

Happy women, most of the moon events are not very regular, and many people still have a little shame.

For example, Xia Er, she has a lot of monthly and irregular events. When she hurts, her limbs become cold and her back molars hurt.

She tried to straighten up a little awkwardly, but the slight movements also caused pain, making her ashamed and anxious.

Jiang Yanji looked at the reactions of the two and took the initiative to get up and sit behind the screen. This perspective also blocked the camera in the live room.

[Oh, my foot hurts]: I still think the host and the girl are smashing. I did n’t expect the girl to come to my aunt _ (: з) ∠) _

[Fanghua Old]: I have to regret it. The anchor left the room with her sister just now, and thought that it was going to stage a restricted picture. I didn't expect to do this. Although it is not the same as expected, the anchor is very gentle, and I really want a boyfriend like the anchor.

[Qiuqiuyue Beiwujiang Mustard]: Confession +1

[A smile all over the city]: Booming, although I know it's inhumane to laugh at this time, but if the anchor is a man, it is estimated that it will be very depressed. He is preparing to be with his sister, hey, someone is coming to my aunt, and she must be depressed and vomit blood.

Jiang Yanji sat behind the screen, and there was a tea case at hand. She poured herself a cup and raised her eyebrows.

[Anchor V]: @ 一笑 倾城, this is wrong. If I am a man, I don't need to feel depressed and vomit blood in this situation. If Thumbelina doesn't work, there are still some animals, such as blue blood and silver grabbing ... Of course, this behavior is too ill.

Oh, a bunch of novices, but also want to compare with her.

Jiang Yanji's heart stunned, taking a sip of tea, the barrage has completely changed a style.

[Qiuqiuyue Biewujiang Mustard]: Great, my anchor! I didn't expect you to be such a dirty anchor!

[Sun and the setting sun]: Whoooooooooooooooooo--the old driver anchor ran over the train, what sound did you hear?

[Smuggling in Africa]: dirty voice!

[Unforgettable Front Lianmeng]: I'm drunk too, and I watched a female anchor cast a serious joke _ (: з) ∠) _

[Hundred Ghosts Night Walk]: What happened to the rogue? If my boyfriend can be like the anchor, no, there is a tenth of her, I can and he hehe hehe every day, I'm not happy without hooligan. You do n’t understand, it ’s even better to be reflexive!

Jiang Yanji always complained that she had three thousand old drivers in the live broadcast room, but never thought that things would be grouped together, people were grouped, and what kind of anchor would attract what kind of audience. I am a veteran driver, and I still complain that others are too dirty?

Jiang Yanji glanced at the barrage of [One Hundred Ghosts Night Walk] and thought carefully and felt good.

Time passed quietly while watching the barrage and eating tea. After the screen, the sound of the friction of the cloth was gradually quieted down.

Not long after, the screen was quietly pushed away, and Xia Er had changed into brand new clothes, but his face was still flushed.

"Lang Jun, the slave is unwell today and I am afraid he cannot wait."

Chun'er answered, "If Ruolangjun doesn't want to abandon slavery, but ..."

Jiang Yanji smiled and shook his head, the other person looked pale.

"The two ladies are probably misunderstood. I don't mean that." Jiang Yanji raised her hand to signal to the other person to sit down, and her expression was still mild. "I can look at the two ladies like this, and I feel happy and content in my heart. If there are other actions, it is not Desecrate this beauty? Love is easy for men and women, but hard to know for yourself. "

The two were young, and they were bought and taught by their grandmothers at an early age. The dust has been rolling for a few years. What kind of people haven't met?

True affection or falsehood, they could not hide their eyes.

Everyone in the world says that the table is ruthless and that the play is meaningless. Why is it that they have seen through the hypocritical and artificial nature of others?

You play me and I also play, want to exchange false feelings for the truth, or see the true feelings of the world-famous woman, how easy is it?

What kind of sweet words have they never heard in their ears?

It's all over-the-ear, it's good to listen, it's not taken seriously.

But these words were spoken out of Jiang Yanji's mouth, but they subconsciously chose to trust, and after returning to God, they didn't find it bad.

The older Xia Er smiled bitterly. "Lang Jun's words are uplifted. The slave is just the body of a stump and a willow. Where is it worthy of praise?"

"People say that beauty is in the bones, but I think the beauty is in the bones. The appearance is born, the parents give it, no one can choose, but the character and the mind are acquired. The two women are in the red dust, and they have reds. Heart, how beautiful? "

Jiang Yanji is not just a compliment, but a basis.

Most of the women in places like Qinglou are kept in small houses.

Except for a few natural beauty, many seedlings that have great potential at first glance, many of them are used as girls, beating and scolding, it is almost the bottom of the whole food chain of the Qinglou. Endure the torture of the lady she serves. If some unlucky ones meet some violent people, maybe a small life is gone.

Jiang Yanji had a keen sense of smell. Before passing by the girl who was waiting in the lobby, she smelled a little medicine.

Although the opponent's footsteps are stable, the balance of the upper body is not natural, indicating that the upper body of the opponent has been injured and the medicine has been applied.

Because she was unfamiliar with the drugs in this world, she couldn't smell the ingredients, but one of them was exactly the kind of soup medicine used by his wife. The value was not high, but it was not affordable for this girl. of.

If those girls are taken seriously enough and they can afford to use the medicine, how can they let the guests do it for them?

That doesn't make sense.

They didn't make it themselves, they didn't give it to the blue house, so where did they come from?

It wasn't until Jiang Yanji smelled the scent of the fat powder that Chuner herself had prepared, which was the answer.

When she came here, she saw a box of wooden boxes that hadn't been completely closed beside the corner box, and the little question was solved.

Whether she is out of charity or sympathy for the sick, being able to reach out to the weak is a kindness in itself.

Speaking of auntie, Ji Ji is still very young now _ (: з ”∠) _ can still be away for two or three years. In the future, I can only count on a higher degree of gene fusion to eliminate the auntie!

PS: According to international conventions, monthly tickets are sought, and the tiger is on the floor #. If you have a ticket or no ticket, look at the monthly ticket folder and vote for the mushroom.

(End of this chapter)