The night was dark, and Zhang Yin was lying on a deck chair in the yard. As the night wind blew, the leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound.
The recliner she was lying on was one I had prepared for Lin Feifei before. The back of the chair was deeply arched, like a huge bow, holding up her plump and delicate body.
I originally wanted to come out and change my mind. I broadcast live for 3 hours at a stretch, and my mind was in chaos. But I didn't expect that when I came out, I saw her lying alone in the yard.
I tiptoed over and found her asleep on the recliner.
The stars in the sky are shining faintly, and the moon is like a gentle sickle, hanging in the sky. She was lying on the lounge chair, her long hair naturally scattered on her shoulders, floating gently with the night breeze.
Her breathing was slow and deep, and her full chest kept rising and falling with her breathing. I couldn't help but look up at the sky, which felt whiter than the moon.
I frowned slightly. Although it was summer now, there were mosquito repellent lamps and mosquito coils on the table, but they had little effect and they were easy to catch cold.
She was also big-hearted, and she only wore a navel-baring vest on her upper body. I was afraid that she would get caught in the wind, so I turned around and went back to the house to get a towel and quilt, and gently covered her body.
I moved as gently as possible, but I still woke her up.
"Huh? I fell asleep?"
Zhang Yin slowly opened her eyes, yawned and stretched.
I smiled bitterly, "Yes, I just got off the live broadcast and saw you lying in the yard."
She looked down at the towel and quilt on her body. Her perfect body lines were faintly visible underneath.
"I just covered you with this to prevent you from getting cold. Wearing a small vest, it is easy for the wind to blow." I explained.
Zhang Yin gave me a faint look, "Hey! You gangster! My chest is open low, but I won't catch a cold!"
I pointed at her waist and smiled bitterly, "I'm talking about the belly button, what are you thinking!"
"..."
Zhang Yin curved her eyebrows, showing a bit of charm, and chuckled: "Okay! I have framed you. I wanted to lie down in the yard for a while, but I fell asleep. By the way, your house has wind oil. Semen? I was bitten by a mosquito."
"I'll get it."
I walked into the living room, dug out a bottle of Fengyoujing, and walked out quickly. As soon as I got closer, I saw her putting one hand into her vest to scratch an itch.
As she pulled, a piece of shining white flesh was exposed inside, which scared me so much that I quickly turned my face away.
Zhang Yin looked up and saw me walking out. She couldn't help but smile and explained, "Damn, these mosquitoes really know how to bite. They got into the vest and can bite even through the hood."
I suddenly felt a little envious of this mosquito.
Of course, I only dare to say this in my head.
"what are you thinking?"
Zhang Yin's words brought me back to reality from fantasy.
When I lowered my head, she was staring at me with a half-smiling look.
She took the wind oil essence and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Feifei is taking a bath! I won't beat you to death when she comes out!"
As she said that, she turned around and began to apply Fengyoujing on the stung area with her back behind me.
I tilted my neck and glanced towards the toilet. Behind the curtain, there was a vague curve.
At this time, Zhang Yin had turned back, and she lifted the hem of her skirt to her calves, revealing a pair of long white and shiny legs. Only then did I notice that she also had a bite on her calves, and she was applying wind oil essence. , while cursing:
"Hey, this won't leave any traces! I hate summer the most. Every time a mosquito bites my legs, there will be traces."
Zhang Yin's legs are very white and as smooth as silk, making people reluctant to look away.
I stared at her applying Fengyoujing, smiled, and said, "You must be prone to allergies. The black marks from mosquito bites will gradually fade away in a month or two."
"Hey, I hope so! By the way, how are the live broadcast data today?"
"The number of viewers is 200,000, and the sales amount is more than 50,000."
Now, at my request, the live broadcast room does not bring many products, only a dozen or twenty products every day. There are no activities this month
, there are only a few products sold every day, so this sales figure is quite passable.
Zhang Yin nodded, "By the way, brother, I have something I want to discuss with you."
My heart moved slightly. Every time she used the word "discuss", it meant that she knew that this matter was not so easy for me to persuade.
I smiled and said, "You tell me."
Zhang Yin said thoughtfully: "A classmate of mine from the business school is now starting his own business making games and mobile games. He called me today and wanted to help us bring some goods to our live broadcast room."
I was startled, frowned and asked, "Mobile games? How do you sell the games?"
"Well... I just sell virtual currency for game equipment." Kan Shula
"He should go to the game anchor to bring the goods! We sell food!"
Zhang Yin said with a reluctant smile: "I told him the same thing. He looked for a game anchor, but was scared off by the pit fee. He had watched your live broadcast several times and thought it was quite popular. He also asked I met several other students who have cooperated with us and thought that our pit fee was low and wanted to cooperate."
Zhang Yin paused for a moment, then opened her red lips slightly: "He has helped me a lot before, so I am embarrassed to refuse him. You know, shopping malls...many times are just human beings, even if he speaks, I won't So if you refuse directly, I will just say that I don’t understand and want to discuss it with you to see if you can take on this job?”
My first reaction was to refuse, and I secretly speculated on Zhang Yin's thoughts. She must want to take this job. Everyone is out to make money, and I wish I could bring more and more products every day. After all, who can't get along with money?
But I was a little reluctant to bring goods for games. I thought about it for a while, but I still couldn't convince myself.
I also know that the world is often about human nature. As the saying goes, what you do is not as good as what you say, and what you say is not as good as how to pretend. But I think it is more important to follow your heart. If you ignore your conscience, even if you make money, you will not last long. .
I’ve seen him build tall buildings, he’s entertained guests, I’ve seen his buildings collapse, haven’t I seen enough in these years?
I was at war with myself, but I couldn't convince myself in the end. I sighed and said, "Sister, to be honest, I don't want to sell mobile games."
Zhang Yin was startled, slightly surprised, and looked at me in surprise, "Why? Although we only make food, we can also get involved in other fields, and he also pays a pit fee, so even if we can't sell it, we have nothing. loss."
I shook my head, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said in a condensed voice: "Sister, I'm not worried about this. There are also some children watching my live broadcast. If I bring goods for the game, if the children buy it, I don't think it's right. good."
Zhang Yin smiled and took back the hair that was scattered around her mouth, "You are worrying too much about this. Games now have youth restrictions. Is that okay?"
