Chapter 39 The Third Villain

Xu Yuan didn't look good, leaned on Zhou Xiaomiao's chair and approached him, and told him seriously, "Don't do this kind of thing to them in the future."

Zhou Xiaomiao was speechless: "It's just a blowing kiss."

Xu Yuan frowned: "Then you know that this action of yours will be cut into a moving image, what does it look like? Everyone on the Internet has it, you never know where the action you make will appear in the next second. In the future, I will reduce the live broadcast time and watch the bullet screen as little as possible, understand?"

"You said it's just yy. Some people on the Internet only have keyboards. We're still afraid that they won't do it? If there is a big trouble, I can sue them for infringing on portrait rights!" Zhou Xiaomiao began to log out of the account.

"Yeah doesn't work either. If you see some filthy words one day, it will definitely ruin your good mood. If I don't resist well, there are some theories about the guilt of victims on the Internet that will make people collapse. Internet violence is nothing. Good experience."

"It's just a blowing kiss, what's the foul language? Brother Yuan, why are you as feudal as an old man."

Zhou Xiaomiao continued: "And why do you always feel that someone is blowing a kiss from me? Is it possible that someone else can react to seeing my blowing kiss?"

Xu Yuan: "..."

He lowered his eyes slightly to cover his almost exposed emotions, and said only: "Why, are you not listening to my brother? I won't hurt you. My team will broadcast live broadcasts regularly. What's wrong with live broadcasts for so long? I will handle everything, so I must know better than you, and I won't hurt you, trust me, don't be like this during the live broadcast in the future, and you are not allowed to be like this to anyone, do you hear? Huh?"

Zhou Xiaomiao didn't want to discuss any more about a blowing kiss across the screen, so she could only nod her head indiscriminately: "Okay, I know, I won't, I don't dare to do this anymore."

He is now beginning to suspect that the person in front of him is really his shit shoveling officer. After all, this domineering, this possessiveness, really can't find a second person.

If the other party is really his shit shoveling officer, then even if he has not discovered or recognized himself, he is still subconsciously starting to control him. This subconscious reaction hidden in his heart is really simple.

Zhou Xiaomiao said: "It's morning, your team members should all be up, let's go down and have a look."

Xu Yuan: "Okay, you go down first, I'll come later."

"Okay!" Zhou Xiaomiao didn't ask any more questions, just got up and left.

After Xu Yuan and others left, the emotions that he had been suppressing were completely released. He leaned back on the chair and covered half of his face, feeling that he was going crazy.

Just a word from the other party can make him almost embarrassed. Because only he knew how he was feeling when the other party blew a kiss. His anger at blowing a kiss was towards others, and his body was terrified because he couldn't control his reaction at all.

He sighed slowly, always a little worried in his heart, probably Jiao Jiarui didn't know how charming he was, the appearance of both men and women was simply invincible, even his brother who grew up with him for many years , all under a blowing kiss, completely out of control, let alone others.

So he didn't know the seriousness of this matter at all, and knew that Jiao Jiarui was not happy, but it didn't matter, he could control him and supervise him more. Because Xu Yuan is one year older than Zhou Xiaomiao, since childhood, he has been taking care of and educating him as a brother.

So this time, he still attributed his current mood to the fact that his older brother disciplined his younger brother, and he was always afraid that his younger brother would be taught badly by some people in the live broadcast. So he needs to supervise more!

While Xu Yuan was doing psychological construction for himself and trying to attribute his emotions to his brother and brother's feelings, Zhou Xiaomiao had already gone downstairs to mingle with the team members.

At this time, the living room had been cleaned very cleanly by the part-time workers, and it was not what it looked like when they first arrived. The members also got up one after another and began to cry and go downstairs to find something to eat.

Zhou Xiaomiao was also hungry. He sat on the sofa and looked at the busy aunt in the kitchen, obediently saying, "Auntie, I want to eat garlic fish, can you make it for me? Thank you~"

"Okay." Auntie likes the well-behaved big boy very much, and asked again: "Is there anything else I want to eat, I will cook it with you."

"Boiled Shrimp Boiled Shrimp!" Zhou Xiaomiao was suddenly excited, "Otherwise, let's have a seafood dinner this morning!"

"Boiled shrimp can't be as delicious as spicy crayfish." The team members suddenly appeared and leaned on the sofa sleepily.

"No, I don't like chili peppers." Zhou Xiaomiao pouted, "I don't care, I said it first, you have to listen to me."

The team members laughed: "OK, OK, listen to you."

Only then was Zhou Xiaomiao happy, and she shouted to the kitchen cheerfully, "Auntie wants to cook shrimp and eat fish!"

"Okay!" Auntie responded loudly, and the kitchen was busy.

The team members tutted a few times: "Oh, our little Jiaojiao is favored. Look at the aunt who is willing to cook delicious food for you."

Zhou Xiaomiao raised her chin: "Of course it's because I look better than you!"

The team members covered their hearts: "It hurts, old iron, this is the only thing I can't compare to you. If you have the ability, you can play games with me."

"Okay okay-"

"He can't play in the afternoon!"

Before Zhou Xiaomiao's promise was finished, she saw a person walking downstairs slowly and coldly rejecting it for him.

Zhou Xiaomiao looked confused: ? ? ?

Xu Yuan handed the phone to Zhou Xiaomiao and said softly, "It's in my room, remember to take it."

Zhou Xiaomiao took it at random, put it in her pocket, and asked, "Why can't I play in the afternoon? Is there something wrong?"

"You have to control the time you spend playing with your phone and computer." Xu Yuan replied, sitting next to Zhou Xiaomiao, calmly separating him from the team members next to him.

"Oh, my eyes are really not short-sighted, you believe me." Zhou Xiaomiao suddenly sat up straight and supported Xu Yuan's shoulders close to him, blinking her eyes to let him see clearly: "Look, look, my The eyes are really not nearsighted!"

Xu Yuan: "..."

This wave of staring at each other made him cowardly.

"Look at me!" Zhou Xiaomiao continued to get closer, Xu Yuan could feel his shallow breathing hitting his face, itching numbly and feeling a little touched.

He lowered his eyes slightly: "If you say no, you can't. It's useless to look at it. I don't know what's going on with your eyes."

"Oh, look carefully." Zhou Xiaomiao chased after him, making him have to look into his eyes: "Is it still as bright as before? Has nothing changed? Can I play games in the afternoon?"

"No." Xu Yuan's voice ruthlessly refused, but he unconsciously put his hand on his waist, supporting his body, lest he would fall off the sofa.

Zhou Xiaomiao acted coquettishly: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, you can't treat me like this. I'm here to form a team with your teammates. I'm not here for nothing!"

"Didn't I play with you just now? Why should I be with you, why don't they be with you?"

"No, no, it's just that he formed a team of five people, and the five-person team is a wave of fun."

"Then don't look for me next time, I won't save you."

"Don't, I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Brother Yuan, spare your life!"

Player next to him: "..."

I always feel that the two people next to me are flirting, and I am the bright light bulb.

Well, this must be an illusion. After all, people have always had a very good relationship. The jokes between brothers should not be flirting, an illusion!

The three of them sat on the sofa in a strange atmosphere.

Zhou Xiaomiao's coquettishness failed to make Xu Yuan let go, she ignored him angrily, and huddled in the corner in a daze.

Zhou Xiaomiao: With Xu Yuan's performance this morning, I can be sure that he is definitely a shit shoveling officer!

[System: How to say? 】

Zhou Xiaomiao: Do ​​you think the possessiveness of this share is not the same as the domineering character that never gives in?

[System: Two worlds together, you feel right is right, it's none of my business ▼_▼]

Zhou Xiaomiao: Hey, aren't you a system? Do robots fart?

[System: I can simulate farting, and I can give off a stinky smell, do you want to smell it? 】

Zhou Xiaomiao: ...Forget it.

【System: ▼_▼】

Originally, I wanted to discuss with the system, Xu Yuan must be the shit shoveling officer, but was frightened by this system that can fart, Zhou Xiaomiao knew that he was no match, and automatically retreated.

Zhou Xiaomiao began to think for herself, if Xu Yuan was really her own shit shoveling officer, how would she get to the point of fighting with him, or not talking for a month?

After a month of cold war with the shit shoveling officer, I went to confess to the heroine, um, will I die miserably?

He felt that he should find a safe way, for example, to pretend that he didn't recognize the shit shovel officer, and then pretend that he didn't know his feelings?

He should be the first to attack himself. In this world, he didn't rush to the first time, which means that he must have a vague understanding of himself. At this stage, why don't he confess to the heroine first?

Zhou Xiaomiao's thoughts were interrupted by the scent of the kitchen. Zhou Xiaomiao sniffed hard, and her stomach immediately made a grunting sound: "Ah, I'm so hungry!"

The voice was so responsive, a group of people floated down from the upstairs like sleepwalking, and shouted, "Ah, I'm so hungry..."

Xu Yuan: "It's time to feed the slaughtering pig team again :)"

Zhou Xiaomiao: "Hahahahaha."

Player: ? ? ?