Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 739: Written by the Miserable God of Friends 46

[Towards these hands, I've decided on the powder author!

Much of the barrage is still awaiting Chu's spring and autumn appearance.

But who knows...

After that man sat down...

You can see a beige white sweater with a white neck up, up...

It's gone.

[Please adjust the camera angle quickly, I'm in a hurry!

[I want to see face face face face face face face face!

However, the picture settles down.

A clear and beautiful voice sounded: “Hello, I'm Chu Chunqiu. ”

[Damn sounds a little nice.

[My man actually feels a little nice.

[Sounds good]

[Nice voice, nice hands, so, the most important face!

[Though I didn't see the front face, judging by the style of clothing and the sound, Chu's Spring Autumn is really young.

Chumu looked at the barrage and seemed to smile: “This is how it went live today, without showing his face. Thank you. ”

What the hell are you doing on the air?

[Alas, a little disappointed. But it was nice to hear the big voice of spring and autumn.

[Disappointment +1, would you be more comfortable with us?

Chumu: "Yes, it will be even more so at the end of the broadcast today. ”

[More!!! Spring and Autumn always feel relaxed. Say it! You don't have a copy!

Chumu: "Deposit? Of course there are. There are a lot more than you can imagine. ”

[Oh, shit. Lots and lots of paperwork. Can I rob?

[Do you know anything about technology, can you hack Spring Autumn's computer, I want to read the text!!!

Chumu: "I can't blackmail people's computers, I can add you more. ”

[More, more, more!

Chumu: "Well, if you vote more, comment more, I'll add more. ”

It's all yours.

[No problem. No problem.

[Loud, your voice is really good!

[Curious, why didn't Spring Autumn show her face?

Chumu laughed again and joked: "Because I am a man who eats by Wenchai. If I show my face, I'm afraid because I'm so handsome, people call it eating on my face. ”

[I like the look of a serious bullshit like you.

[I like the way you talk in your dreams.

[I like the way you're so self-absorbed that you don't have to be ashamed.

Chumu: “Cough, they're old readers. Give them some face. ”

Bookmate “Dark Scented Sleeve" enters the room.

The Dark Sleeve delivers a golden house to the anchor.

The Dark Sleeve delivers a golden house to the anchor.

The Dark Sleeve delivers a golden house to the anchor.

[Goddamn upstairs, is the trench out, photo!

[Shit Trench Himself? Screenshot!

Dark perfumed sleeves: Spring and autumn are the most handsome.

Chumu laughed again: "Dark incense knows me best. ”

[I seem to smell passion.

[I seem to smell dog food.

[When can I be as good as Dark Sleeve Big Man?

[Upstairs is very simple, as long as there is a mine in the house.

[Dada, I want to ask, when will the male lead find out who he is?

Chumu was answering the question, and suddenly a shout came from behind him.

He was shocked, ignoring the fact that he was broadcasting live. He hurriedly put down his phone and stood up and ran towards Azhao.

When bending over and placing the phone, the camera was very diligent and recorded the instant into the mirror, no more than a second of the face.

Live streaming in a second.

Blow it up.

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Huh!

Update complete.

Good night, La-la-la ~