It may be Zhuo Xu's words, which the two elders of the Zhuo family did not expect.

It's also completely unacceptable.

Hurriedly took people away, and then did not appear again.

The days of Luo Mio and Zhuo Xu.

It's back to the way it used to be.

In the blink of an eye.

The voting was held to the last one.

Luo Mio clicked into his live broadcast room.

There were already 100,000 people squatting inside.

194551 Luoshui: It's so early today, everyone.

Brother Zun!! : Ahh

Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky: with curiosity, open the video and open the video, say the important thing three times!

Junlan: I've got tissues ready, just let the horse go!

Childe Xiaobai: Silently glanced at the two packets of paper in my hand, it turned out that I was not alone, the fork would be waisted, hehe...

194551 Luoshui: Why are you able to talk so strangely about the sky?

Jiuxi: Raise your hands to show that I am pure!

Lie for the rest of your life: Raise your hands and feet together to show your innocence!

Luo Mio: "..."

What's wrong with his live broadcast room.

The style of painting is really incomparably strange.

I don't understand.

194551 Luoshui: There are still two minutes, don't worry.

♂ I don't know what I like: urgent, urgent, very urgent.

Stupid girl: yes, super urgent!

Luohua Night: Let's start the broadcast now, the other anchors have opened it, let's open it.

My heart is like a deserted city prisoner for my life: other people's anchors just can't wait to be with the audience every day, asking for votes all the time, our anchors are, can drag it, can rely on it, can be lazy and lazy [○?'Д′?○]

Luo Mio was not convinced.

Bang bang bang bang on the keyboard.

194551 Luoshui: Nonsense, it's not that I didn't talk nonsense.

Twilight: Don't explain that we don't listen, we don't listen, we don't listen, we don't listen.

Dream Star: +1 for opening the camera

Hua Xizhen: Broadcast what you open, don't hang us, this heart, like a cat scratching, I can't stand it.

Yu Qi: Open the lens, open the lens, open the lens!

The public screen is begging to open the lens.

Luo Mio glanced at the time in the lower right corner.

It's a minute until eight o'clock.

194551 Luoshui: Soon, there's still a minute, have you voted today?

Sunny days still: You turn on the camera now, I'll immediately register ten more trumpet casts!

Quiet: I'm twenty!

Floating Mortal: Thirty of me!

Luo Mio: "..."

His audience is really not an ordinary person.

194551 Luoshui: Okay, since you're so sincere, then I'll just go.

Mouse over the Open Shot symbol next to it.

A little.

The time also jumped to eight o'clock.

！！！

Maybe I don't understand: it!

Seven Fantasy: it!

Nan Ming:!

The public screen that was still noisy.

All that remains is the neat two words.

Other than that, they can't find the words to express it at all.

The person in the video.

A fiery red gauze skirt with green silk sprinkled on it.

The visual sense is intensely scorching.

The already delicate and perfect facial features have been carefully depicted.

Beauty is not like real people.

Especially the flower in full bloom in the center of the eyebrows.

Raised eyetails.

Red rhombic lips.

Fascinating and full of danger, it is fascinating.

When 'she' stares at the camera nonchalantly.

It's so high that you don't dare to look at it directly, and you can't help but want to touch it.

Obviously the posture is a little lazy.

It's all over the body, revealing evil.

Very contradictory.

But damn tempting.

In the live broadcast room, for a while, in addition to the slow scrolling content, the content was a little messy, showing the public screen that the owner was excited about.

It's so quiet that you can hear your breath.

I don't know how long it took.

The scrambling white light lit up.