The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 273 Chapter 273

Mr. Yuan Jing smiled and asked Liu Yan, "You said Zixiao? He accepted it a while ago, and it was a regret."

When he said that, the young man had already turned and left, leaving only a slightly thin and tall back.

After listening to it, Liu Yan opened his eyes slightly, not knowing something.

It took a long time before he whispered, "It turns out that he is the fourth apprentice of his husband, and he really looks extraordinary ..."

Saying so, but secretly wondering, when did Wei Zi become a disciple of Yuan Jing?

Suspicious in his heart, his eyes darkened.

Wei Ci, a Langya clan, was also studying in Langya, but because of a change in his family, the family left Dongqing.

Mr. Yuan Jing's eyes froze slightly. The cold eyes seemed to perceive everything. Seeing Liu Ye's response, he said with a certain voice, "Originally, I could not receive this apprentice. There is really no apprenticeship ... "

Liu Ye's chess hand paused, his face with proper curiosity and suspicion.

"That being the case, why did your husband take him down again?"

"You don't know, Zixiao has a knot in his heart, which also leads him to be clever but he also likes to dig into the corners of the horns. One accidentally goes astray. Before I tried to accept him as a disciple twice, he was rejected. Now he Ken epiphany, I am naturally very happy. "

For Yuan Jing, there is nothing more gratifying than a promising seedling unwinding and thriving.

Liu Yan was completely aggressive as if he heard the heavenly scriptures.

Only the other person chasing Yuan Jing and wanted to worship the teacher.

Wei Ci ... It seems that Amin only said that he was a good counselor.

In simple terms, that is-the most beautiful of the wise, the most intelligent of the beauties.

This is a man who uses his face to brush up on the history, and the plan only appears in the wild history storybook.

So ... Mr. Yuan Jing, are you sure you are not kidding?

"I can be loved so much by my husband.

Liu Yan worked hard to keep himself normal, so as not to reveal flaws.

"This is nature, Zixiao, IKEA and Room."

Liu Yan and Feng Ren watching the chess game: "..."

Wait, IKEA ... IKEA?

This description, sure there is nothing wrong?

咚咚咚 ——

Jiang Yanji soaked in Tangquan lazily, with a neatly folded cloth towel on his forehead, and black long hair fixed with a bun to the top of his head, exposing a slender white neck, and the skin was covered with water droplets, because the mist affected the whole person Added filters in general.

Although she was still wearing clothes, the audience in the live broadcast said that they could not stand it.

[Sugar fried chestnuts]: #color, I really want to climb in and have a bath with the anchor.

[The anchor is on my face]: There are always Diao Min and Xun grab the anchor.

Hearing the knock outside, Jiang Yanji opened his eyes slightly.

Her face was thin and flushed with mist and smoke, as if coated with a good layer of grease.

Did the maid bring the wine?

She raised her brow lightly and said lazily.

"Come in! Just put the wine by the pool ..."

Outside the house, Wei Ci, who was allowed to open the door slightly, drenched with hot and humid heating, and within her sight was all white mist.

The audience in the live broadcast room first noticed the anomaly, at this time Jiang Yanji was still lazily squinting.

[Take a chestnut]: Don't sleep! !! !! A strange man came in, so be careful!

[Old driver Lian Meng]: It's a man, not a maid to deliver alcohol. The anchor, don't sleep over, and be careful to take advantage.

[Prestige Hall]: anchor, sleep you paralyzed, hey, hey!

Someone reminded Jiang Yanji, and naturally someone noticed the appearance of the strange man.

However, it must be ridiculous, the barrage of licking the screen will cover all the reminders in the past, and it is unprecedented.

Watching the change in the barrage, Jiang Yanji frowned.

She didn't have to turn her head to guess the glory of the comer.

There are no other advantages for the audience in the live broadcast. The aesthetics are fairly normal. Not all beauty can let them lick the screen.

"You seem to have gone the wrong way."

Jiang Yanji did not return to the tunnel, his arms rested on the side of the pool, his body relaxed.

The strange man outside didn't come in, but whispered, the voice was between the teenager and the adult.

"In Xiaweici, your father called you to the Qianzi No. 1 room."

Jiang Yanji listened and turned his head to look at the man, asking, "You say my father?"

Wei Ci's body froze indiscriminately, and he bowed his head suddenly, and then returned to normal, as if the strangeness had never appeared.

He affirmatively said, "Yes, Ling Zunzheng was playing against his teacher, and the special order came down to pass."

Jiang Yanji rubbed his eyebrows secretly. Although it is very comfortable in the hot spring, it can't be soaked for a long time.

"Why is this Lang Jun so restrained? Wait a minute, I'll follow you after I clean up."

"Anyway, Lang Jun himself."

The next second, the door closed again, and there was a faint figure at the door, showing that the person had not left.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanji frowned, but said nothing.

Climbing out of the hot spring, she temporarily closed the live broadcast room, and simply wiped and put on her dry clothes.

Do all this, then open the live room and push the paper door at the same time.

She said to Wei Ci kneeling at the door, "Trouble Langjun leads the way."

At this point, without the fog covering, Wei Ci's features fell into her sight clearly.

When she saw a real person, she could understand why Yan Konggou was so excited in the live broadcast room.

The long, dense black hair with damp and hot air was covered on both shoulders, and wet marks were printed, and the ends of the hair were dripping with water beads.

The face is like a crown jade, and the skin is like fine porcelain. Because of the influence of heat, there is a slight halo on the cheek, which gives people a sense of faint intoxication.

鬓 If the knife is cut, the eyebrows are like ink painting, a pair of pure black eyes with a cool and calm color, when looking at Jiang Yanji, there is no sense of emotion, as if the entire mind is empty ... not to mention other This alone makes Jiang Yanji interesting.

It seems that she and this young man have just met for the first time. Why is the other side so alert to her?

Eyes turn, thinking about it.

Jiang Yanji squatted on one knee, leaned closer to the youth, and those seemingly unshakable eyes rippled uncontrollably.

"If Fei Langjun had a throat knot and no pierced ears, I thought it was a little lady who ran to Tangquan alone."

Wei Ci froze, leaning back slightly, pulling away from Jiang Yanji, frowning slightly unpleasantly.

"Xiaolangjun's joke is too much, and he doesn't like others to use their looks for fun."

Jiang Yanji stood up, his hands crossed his chest and said, "I'm obviously complimenting you for your good looks."

Wei Ci clenched her lips, got up to lead the way, and said ruthlessly, "Tsz is a man. He is a rude woman.

Jiang Yanji: "..."

Alas, you have a big temper!

"Lanting?"

Familiarity stepped in with some doubtful voices.

Jiang Yanji looked for a look, and saw a young man standing on the pavilion, smiling at her, his eyes flashing with surprise.

(End of this chapter)