Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Chapter 1195 No Sound

Except for filming and participating in activities, the great actor Huo, who will not show up for a year or two, is live streaming.

The little entries burst into tears and shouted loudly that I can do it.

At seven o'clock in the morning on the weekend, the little entries did not sleep in, and quickly got up from the bed to watch their main live broadcast, to increase their popularity, and told other friends to get up and watch the live broadcast.

The barrage started, the atmosphere became hot, and the hot search was arranged quickly. My Ci live broadcast must be known to everyone and landed on the headlines.

The number of people in the live broadcast room, in less than two minutes, had already poured into 1000w. The little entries were so excited that they could appreciate the beauty of the actor early in the morning that they cried.

First of all, according to the process, there must be a wave of rainbow farts.

[My Ci's sparkling fairy beauty! ]

[God's jewels were scattered all over the ground, so I saw the stars in the sky and my Ci's eyes]

[My whole world fell into my Ci's beauty, my Ci's breathtaking beauty, awsl! ]

[My Ci's bare face is the best in the universe, these glowing eyes, this perfect skin, this state is too good, sisters, I'm jealous first! ]

[Is my Huo really a 40-year-old human? He is a fairy, how can a human maintain such a rare beauty in the world for 20 years. ]

The barrage scrolled, and the screen was full of rainbow farts.

Huo Ci was cutting lettuce very seriously. The angle of his hand was definitely a straight male aesthetic, a dead angle, vividly interpreting what is a true 360-degree beauty without dead angles.

Two minutes later, after the small entries finished the process, the barrage style changed drastically.

[Fuck, fuck, fuck, sisters, hurry up, who of you can persuade him, are you sure the food is edible? ]

[By the way, I want to know, what is the purpose of cutting lettuce? Do you want to eat lettuce salad so early in the morning? Am I a vegetarian? ]

[Fuck, I'm scared, be careful, I don't have to eat breakfast, but don't cut your hands. ]

[Sisters, my heart rate is a little irregular now, please persuade him not to do it quickly, the last time I fried fish, it left me with a huge psychological trauma, I don't know if any of you still remember it. ]

[Don't leave the red words above, I tell you, I was just a little bit away from dying on the spot that day, the fish's internal organs were not removed, and the oil pan was fried. ]

[I can't hold it in, the more I talk, the more panic I feel, call 110? 119? ]

[What the hell, hurry up and go to Weibo x-on:Zuo Ming, ask the assistant to come and take care of it, leaving him alone at home, how careless! ]

[Are you too shocked, my Ci is 40 years old this year, not 4 years old, he knows it. 】

Just as the barrage was over, Huo Ci's hand holding the knife shook violently, and the knife swerved, scaring the little entries who were watching the live broadcast to scream in fear. Then they saw that he didn't cut his hand.

[Oh my god, Ci, please, please don't cut it, okay? ]

[Sisters, let's crowdfund to buy him breakfast. My little heart can't stand this kind of shock and torture! It's too difficult. ]

[Don't you think that my Ci's knife skills have improved a lot? ]

Huo Ci didn't say anything during the whole process, nor did he look at the barrage on the screen. He cut the vegetables very seriously, cutting lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, and ham.

The little entries watched him cut everything he could, and then they started to get nervous again. They saw him take out bacon and eggs from the huge refrigerator at home that could fit a person.

Then, fry eggs and fry bacon.

[OMG, I watched so much, and I just made a sandwich? ]

[Sisters with red letters, just be satisfied. It's good enough for me, Huo, to show up. What else do you want?]

[Didn't anyone tell him that when making sandwiches, lettuce doesn't need to be cut to make it taste good?]

Huo Ci skillfully fried the bacon. When he started to fry eggs, he looked up at the screen and said with a smile on his handsome face: "Today's live broadcast ends here. Thank you for watching. Goodbye."

The live broadcast room suddenly went black.

The little entries looked at the black live broadcast room with unsatisfied feelings and were reluctant to leave.

[Hey, hey, hey, did you hear any sound? The sound of oil? The sound of my frying eggs?]

[Sisters, don't leave. My Ci didn't turn off the sound. It didn't turn it off!]

[Hey, what should I say to him? He is so old, but he is still so careless.]

The little entries that were about to quit stayed again. It's good to hear the sound when they can't see people!

In an instant, Nangong Lengyu walked in from the living room in slippers, yawning, and stood at the kitchen door, looking at the man who was frying eggs with his back to her. The look in his eyes was as gentle as water, with a bit of sleepy laziness.

Huo Ci tilted his head slightly, opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice was sexy, with a bit of hoarseness unique to the early morning: "Come here."

In the black live broadcast room, the little entries who heard the voice were excited, and one sentence could fill in a 10,000-word article.

[Ci, I'm here. ]

[Don't pity this tender flower of mine, come on, ravage me to your heart's content! ]

[Hey, can you not be so obscene, I'm so pure, am I that kind of person? Ci, are you calling me, I'm lying down, come on baby, I can! ]

[Is there anyone in my Ci's family? Who? A woman? ]

[The blue words in front, are you crazy? How could there be a woman in my Ci family? I am a clean person, and there is not even a female mosquito around me, okay? ]

In the barrage, a fierce quarrel began over Huo Ci's words.

Nangong Lengyu was a little lazy and didn't want to move. She leaned her head against the door frame, lazily lifted her eyelids, smiled at him, and her voice was hoarse as if she had just woken up: "Huo Ci."

Huo Ci corrected seriously: "Hubby."

Nangong Lengyu laughed softly, with obvious pleasure in her voice. She raised her head slightly, and the coldness in her narrow and long phoenix eyes disappeared, and tenderness suddenly appeared. A face without makeup, with a suffocating beauty, walked towards him step by step, and hugged his waist from behind.

"Hubby." Nangong Lengyu called again obediently, and the lazy and charming voice went straight into people's bones.

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