After everyone finished watching "Feiyan" amidst screams from time to time, the host of the live broadcast room was transferred to the secondary creation area at home.
This is even more convenient. They are all from my own home. It is easy to add a jump. At the same time, Qin Jue also fully considered the mood of the ladies who contributed to the production and grain production when designing, giving them the freedom to choose "whether to allow the submitted works to be reprinted". "Accept the authority of the live broadcast room" to avoid all possible minefields and allow everyone to coexist peacefully.
【Wow! Where is the audio from? ! Is this song officially released? 】
What the host Qing shared with everyone was the Feiyan Danqing cp video cut by "Liyu Tick" using "The Trouble Caused by the Moon". The audio was the version in which Qin Jue participated in the chorus. Qingqing immediately asked in surprise.
In order not to disturb everyone's immersive consumption of CP, she did not turn on the audio voice and typed in the chat box.
"It's out! Last night, Huang Band's official V posted the official photo of this song at the concert, and I also have it at home."
The landlord waited for the edited video to finish playing before turning on the mic and said.
"What - I didn't even look!" That Qingqing wailed, "I'm addicted to eating melons!"
Several people in the live broadcast room laughed knowingly, and Shen Ziqiong also smiled empathetically.
"Then let's see now~"
The hostess was transferred to the official resource area again, and all the guests seamlessly entered the rooster crow mode, obsessed with Qin Jue playing the electric guitar and singing on the stage.
"I have been so happy these days, there are so many materials."
"Yes, yes, there will be a live broadcast of Lord Yan Jun tonight!"
"The fifth round of highlights and previous team building will be released."
“Two magazine previews have also been released!”
The ladies watched several edited videos and started chatting away.
Shen Ziqiong looked at the time and saw that he could just come back after dinner to watch Qin Jue's live broadcast, then said hello to the others and left.
She was not familiar with Qingqing in this small live broadcast room, but she had a pleasant conversation from the time she came in to the time she left. Because this kind of thing is too common, everyone has long been accustomed to it. Only when you think about it carefully will you realize that it is magical and hard to come by.
Shen Ziqiong exhaled happily and went to cook in a good mood.
I wonder what Teacher Qin will look like today? Well, the last time I saw him was when he was singing with Le Mei Lian Mai, but Xiaolang usually looks similar, naturally relaxed and sincere——
Who are you? !
The moment she turned on the live broadcast after dinner, Shen Ziqiong's pupils trembled.
…
Qin Jue stretched out his hand and loosened his tie, took out a pocky and slowly took it into his mouth, exhaled slowly and leaned back into the boss's chair.
She didn't seem to notice the questions and "something's wrong with you" being posted all over the screen in the live broadcast room. She lowered her eyes and hummed to herself, tapping the armrest with her fingers, feeling very comfortable.
This arrogant expression and behavior, this carefully styled hairstyle, this slim-fitting black suit, this expensive boss chair and the high-end bookcase behind it that smells of money...
Who are you? !
The ladies once again widened their eyes in astonishment.
Qin Jue just finished smoking a pocky in the midst of everyone's "Hahahahaha?", turned his head and licked his fingertips, and then picked up a red rose from the unique vase on the side, so that he could take it easily. Play with it between your fingers.
She stared at this delicate flower as if looking at a lover, her eyes were deep and affectionate, and her fingers gently or heavily rubbed the outermost petals.
The scene suddenly gained a touch of charm and ambiguity. The barrage of question marks and "hahahahaha" just now gradually stopped. Nine out of ten Qingqings felt their faces turn red and their hearts beat faster.
During these few seconds when people couldn't help but hold their breath, the love in Qin Jue's eyes gradually became a little morbid, her gaze became condensed, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and the fascination in her eyes and intoxication became more and more exuberant, becoming possessive beyond the boundaries.
She stopped rubbing the petals and half-closed the whole rose into her palms with her wide palms.
It was just a rose - but people who looked at this section seemed to be able to see a naked girl in it. She was pure, delicate, and pitiful. She gently curled up her young shoulders and knelt. Lying in the man's arms, her face as big as a palm was held in his hands.
Qin Jue protected the rose and took out a pair of delicate silver scissors with his other hand.
She was still looking at the flower in her palm affectionately, the corners of her mouth rose gradually, and then there was a "click" sound.
The scissors cut off the rose branches.
Like a dagger slit the girl's throat.
Ding.
The small scissors were put back on the table by the man, and the thorny branches fell down weakly. Only the flowers and a short branch were still in his hands, and the force of being played with them was still gentle and affectionate.
Qin Jue stared at the roses, the strong possessiveness in his eyes finally diminished, his eyes flickered with tenderness, and his smile contained a hint of satisfaction.
She raised the hand that had just sentenced the flower to death, elegantly opened the left breast pocket of her shirt with her index finger, and placed the rose in it.
It was as if he had kept the girl with only her upper body in his arms forever, making her delicate and pitiful face pressed tightly against his chest, unchanged forever.
Qin Jue lowered her head and looked sideways, gently teasing the rose petals with her fingertips, one second, two seconds... She finally let out a shallow sigh of satisfaction, then closed her eyes again, and leaned back in pleasure and enjoyment.
Keep humming.
Boss chair, black suit.
The picture is not very similar to when the live broadcast first started.
Except...that bright and dazzling red rose.
…
Across the screen, everyone shuddered.
From beginning to end, Qin Jue didn't say a word, and only relied on his eyes and movements to completely present a story that made people's skin crawl.
An undoubted leader with a profound and mysterious background. He is gentle and elegant, a upper-class gentleman, but he has hobbies and desires for the things he loves that go beyond standard morality. He loves deeply and pathologically, and can take away the life of a pure girl with his hands, leaving her to stay in the most beautiful moment and bloom for him forever.
There is no need for layers of bodyguards in black to support the scene, let alone bloody and violent plots to show his power and energy.
Just sitting here, rubbing, cutting, and smelling flowers is enough to make people hold their breath unconsciously, tremble, and feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.
But what's even more frightening is that the ladies in front of the screen are clearly trembling with fear, but for some reason they feel excited in their hearts, wanting to surrender to him, kneeling at his feet actively, and being used by him like that Watching her with tender and infatuated eyes, she would be happy to die in his arms.
This is probably the awakening of a shaky body...
Where Qin Jue couldn't hear, the sounds of swallowing could be heard one after another.
After stopping for about half a minute, she pushed herself up on the armrest, opened her eyes, and looked very cold, with a hint of arrogance that a person in authority should have.
Excessive barrages, especially those from International Ministers, were refreshed row after row like rockets. Overly straightforward words would be directly blocked, so after a few attempts, these restless guys started to Express your excitement with various flower activities, and your pants will fly all over the place at a glance.
"Oh."
Qin Jue smiled without warmth and spoke for the first time tonight.
"Goodevening, honey."
Natural bass, mature, lazy, reserved and arrogant.
The barrage exploded into a large area.
