"Ah ah ah I can, I can!"

"I don't know how, but I have the consciousness to die under the card table!"

"Tears! If senior sister can step on one more foot, she will die without regrets!"

"Please be sure to leave a place for me under the card table, please!"

"If it really doesn't work, I won't mind walking in the aisle."

The frenzy and noise in the live broadcast room once again hit the wall in Ronan's steady and steady rhythm, bursting into meaningless bubbles.

Ronan glanced at Mo La again, probably knowing that she was defending or changing the subject, but he had no intention of holding on to the topic. He finally sat down opposite Mo La and tapped the table with his fingertips:

"Everyone, please sit down."

They say everyone is allowed to sit, but how many dare to sit in the circle around the card table? The tiger, who was almost invisible some time ago, sneered and sat in from the other direction...

Then, it was gone.

Even if this is a card game that Mo La actively invited, even if thousands of people on the Internet are clamoring for "no regrets even if you die," in reality, only extraordinary species are qualified to play.

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That pond fish.

Therefore, no one dared to move.

Wen Huilan was quite used to this kind of scene. She knew that at such times, a buffer was the most important thing. She took the initiative to find someone and prepared to arrange meals and so on:

"Major Hong..."

Just as she opened her mouth, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

She looked back in surprise, and met Mo La's eyes hidden in the shadow of the brim of her hat.

"Mr. Hui?"

"Ms. Murra?"

A big smile broke out on Mo La's face: "I have longed for it and speculated a lot, and today I finally met the real person. Come on, let's sit together... Junior brother, do you have any objections?"

Ronan glanced over and said "hmm" as a response.

Wen Huilan was a little hesitant, but quickly smiled back, and with Mo La's tugging force, she sat on the edge of the sofa, close to Mo La's warm body.

It is no longer possible to watch in the live broadcast room.

In fact, Long Qi believes that those buddies who shout "eye-catching" or instantly form "Wen Mo" CP are just that. Anyone who is still shouting "Sister Wen Qing is the best" or "Mr. Hui kills Mo La Shitiao"

Netizens like "Street" who can't stand that their idols are weaker, or who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos, are all afraid that Wen Huilan will not die quickly enough.

But at times like this, no one can stop netizens who don’t know the truth from being enthusiastic about this topic.

Long Qi was inexplicably worried about Wen Huilan. Probably he didn't want this woman to die inexplicably in this way...

That's too cheap for her.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo La took action amidst the heartbreaking screams of "Ahhh" from millions of netizens.

She skillfully hugged the shoulder of the person beside her and reached out to touch the other person's cheek. Her fingertips started from the cheekbones, slid along the lower part of the eye socket, touched the nose and then slid down, feeling the delicate and smooth skin, and also praised:

"It's really good. The bones are excellent, the skin can be maintained, and the youth is not ruined, so it has the value of preservation. To maintain these, it also costs a lot of money, right?"

"..."

"Or is it an absolute talent? If so, I will be even more interested in you."

Mo La's fingertips slid down to the gauze scarf on Wen Huilan's shoulders and neck, gently twisting it to feel the material, and nodded slightly: "Now it seems that it is not a loss if I did not accept those offers about you... Also,

Tiger!"

Melasuo's dancing was definitely not inferior to that of Ronan. He also maintained close contact with Wen Huilan and said hello to the tiger: "By the way, I think I will receive your quotation soon. I hope it will not be higher than the average."

Too many gear shifts.”

The tiger showed a smile that was roughly the same as before:
Chapter completed!