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Chapter 175 The Atmosphere Becomes Charming(1/2)

Chapter 175 The atmosphere becomes charming

Author: half cup of orange juice

--"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Although she tried hard to tell herself to control it, Wen Xiaoya still couldn't control it.

——"Calm down, Wen Xiaoya, calm down!!"

Wen Xiaoya kept mentally building herself up, then looked at Si Xingmu and nodded, "Yeah."

[Save a big life, my Sister Ya is actually shy!]

[If they were a simple mother and son, would they be shy? It means that this relationship is no longer simple! 】

[Civil Affairs Bureau, please be more conscious and come here yourself!]

【Jie Fen, Jie Fen in situ!!】

[No one said it, so I’m going to make a rumor: I saw them buying diapers for their children that day!]

【……】

After Si Xingmu received Wen Xiaoya's approval, he slowly stretched out his big palm and held her little hand.

The warm palm tightly wrapped her little hand.

The direct touch, as if carrying electricity, penetrated into Wen Xiaoya's skin, penetrated into the blood vessels, and flowed to the limbs and bones.

She was so nervous that she forgot to breathe and her whole body became tense.

Si Xingmu could feel her emotions, and before speaking formally, he gently comforted her: "Don't be nervous, relax."

Wen Xiaoya: "..."

Yuan Sisi was snickering and jokingly said: "Xiao Yaya, isn't he your Zai Zai? Why are you so nervous about your Zai Zai??"

These words made Wen Xiaoya's cheeks turn even redder.

She coughed slightly, glanced at Yuan Sisi, and emphasized: "You will be nervous when facing idols, right?"

"Hahaha……"

Yuan Sisi didn't believe her at all.

"Let's start. Let's start."

Gong Zhuo urged impatiently.

He was unhappy. Why wasn't Wen Xiaoya nervous when she was facing him just now?

This woman has quite a double standard!

"Say it."

Wen Xiaoya calmed down and looked up at Si Xingmu with a serious expression.

Si Xingmu stared at her, his deep eyes sparkling, and he looked pious as he held her petite hand.

"Xiaoya, please look at me..."

The gentle and lingering voice floated into her ears, and Wen Xiaoya felt her whole body tremble, and her brain exploded.

The little face turned slightly red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!!】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I me me me out of me!】

[Help! Brother Mu asked Sister Ya to look at him! These words are not words of love, they are better than words of love!]

[If a man says this to me with this face, I will marry him immediately, immediately, on the spot!!]

[Is this an official announcement? Is it true? If not, I don’t recognize it!]

[My Sister Ya is hard enough to seduce, but her face turned red! It’s a lie to say she’s not attracted to her! 】

[Wen Xiaoya, are you going to get married? Are you going to get married or not? If you don’t get married, then I will get married!!! No one can stop me!!]

In the live broadcast room, the screen was filled with the screams of CP fans.

In addition, some fans cut out this section, posted it on Weibo, and played it over and over again.

Even passers-by immediately started laughing when they saw this section.

【Is it difficult not to like it? 】

[It’s rare to see such brave people in domestic entertainment! I wish them all the best!]

[The Trojan Horse is the sweetest thing I have ever kissed!]

[Wen Xiaoya, just look at him! What a good man!!]

on site.

After Si Xingmu said this, he let go of Wen Xiaoya at the right time.

Wen Xiaoya looked away calmly, but her heart was already boiling.

"Hahaha, Xiaoya, your face is so red!"

Yuan Sisi looked like she didn't care whether the real owner lived or died.

Wen Xiaoya: "..."

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Wen Xiaoya borrowed urine to escape.

At this moment, her heart was already boiling. In order to prevent Si Xingmu from hearing her thoughts, she had no choice but to run away.

Before anyone could react, Wen Xiaoya rushed to the bathroom.

Si Xingmu looked at her hastily escaping back, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise.

"Si Xingmu, you're still good at flirting!"

Yuan Sisi gave her a thumbs up.

Si Xingmu raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "That's a great reward."

On the side, Su Qianyi's back molars almost broke when she saw this scene.

This situation cannot be allowed to develop any longer.

It is obvious that Si Xingmu has fallen in love with Wen Xiaoya now.

If she continues to sit still and wait for death, she will have no chance...

The more Su Qianyi thought about it, the angrier she became, and the expression on her face gradually became uncontrollable. She looked at Gong Zhuo's expression with anger.

Gong Zhuo met her eyes and shrugged innocently, his expression seemed to say: It's none of my business.

Su Qianyi was so angry that she had nothing to say.

After a while, Wen Xiaoya didn't come back. Lin Xu felt that it was not interesting and took the initiative to stop the game: "I think it's almost time. How about we stop here today."

"Okay, it's almost time for lunch anyway."

Huo Le glanced at the time and asked, "Who is cooking today?"

"Can Gong Zhuo cook?"

Yuan Sisi asked curiously.

Gong Zhuo shook his head, "No."

"It seems that many people don't know how to do it."

Yuan Si thought for a moment, "Why don't we cook something simple today, and I'll cook."

"Then let me help."

Huo Le volunteered.

The two got up and went to the kitchen.

After they left, Su Qianyi also got up and headed towards the bathroom.

But when she went there, she deliberately gave Gong Zhuo a look and signaled him to come over.

Gong Zhuo raised his eyebrows casually, stood up and followed without leaving a trace.

No one present noticed the strange movements of the two people.

Only Lin Xu noticed it.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "I glanced at the direction Gong Zhuo left, and then followed him."

Bathroom area.

It can't be captured on camera here.

Su Qianyi turned off the microphone, and then signaled Gong Zhuo to turn it off as well.
To be continued...
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