The fake daughter relied on metaphysics to become a god, and the whole Beijing community knelt down

Chapter 25 A cry for help from the anchor!
You Jingying discovered that the anchor who challenged feudal superstition did not listen to the advice and continued to play the challenge at night.

The kindergarten incident made the anchor's live broadcast room gain a lot of fans.

You Zingying took a bath while reading the social news of Yancheng.

When you saw the news about a woman committing suicide, You Jingying straightened up slightly.

She picked up her fingers and frowned.

"Does this involve me? It's interesting."

Only when it involves herself will she become hazy.

"Whoa."

You Zingying no longer thought about taking a bath. She pulled the towel around her and walked out of the bathroom. She found that the pajamas she had just washed today were still hanging on the top floor.

She was the only one in the villa, so she went out wearing a bath towel.

As soon as she opened the door, the door of the villa was opened from the outside and a figure walked in.

For a moment, both sides paused.

Fang Huai followed in. As soon as one foot entered the entrance, he was stopped by a cold voice: "Get out."

Fang Huai stepped back stiffly, and then handed the file bag in his hand to Huo Yanxing inside the door.

Huo Yanxing took it and didn't move.

Fang Huai understood instantly!

You Jingying must have done something in the villa to make Master Yan so angry.

The door of the villa was closed, and Huo Yanxing walked to the center of the living room holding the file bag without looking up.

The bath towel worn by You Zingyingwei was a little too short, revealing her round round shoulders and sexy slender legs. Even though it was only for a short moment, the scene that broke into her eyes was still very clear.

Huo Yanxing didn't look up again, also out of respect.

But the woman standing on the second floor stood there motionless as if she didn't know what it meant to be shy or reserved.

You Qingying was surprised.

He said he would come back here tonight, but he didn't say he would come back so early.

When I saw him when I went out, I was a little unresponsive.

"How long do you have to stand?"

Huo Yanxing's voice became colder.

He was wondering if You Jingying meant to seduce.

"Oh..." You Jingying tugged on the bath towel and pointed to the roof with a slightly warm face: "I forgot to put away my pajamas."

Said to go upstairs.

"Go back to the room."

Huo Yanxing's cold voice came again.

You Qingying: "I don't like sleeping naked."

Huo Yanxing repeated in a cold voice: "Go back to your room."

OK.

I didn't expect that he was more innocent than me.

You Jingying returned to her room, depressedly picked up her phone and started watching short videos.

When she heard steady footsteps coming from the corridor, she turned off her phone and listened.

The footsteps passed her door and went upstairs, and she seemed to understand.

You Jingying didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

and so.

Did he let her go back to her room to collect her clothes in person?
Suddenly I felt that this man... was not as cold and heartless as he appeared.

You Qingying raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

Huo Yanxing stood on the roof and fell silent when he saw the cheap clothes hanging on the first floor.

The sharp facial features seemed to be colder.

Today there is another party in the last building of the villa area, and there are cars coming and going.

As soon as he came up, he saw vehicles passing by continuously on the road.

Just looking up for a moment, you can see the scenery on the top of the building.

You Tingying is surrounded by such a group of people, standing here so white that they will definitely be glimpsed by the group of young people.

Huo Yanxing put away the three sets of pajamas with a cold face.

His handsome eyebrows furrowed when he touched the rough fabric and the smell of laundry detergent that he was not used to.

As soon as the sound of his footsteps coming downstairs was heard, You Jingying opened the door, blocking half of his body behind the door, and stuck out his head and a smooth and white hand.

Following such a hand, you can imagine the scenery inside!
Huo Yanxing handed out the clothes with an expressionless face. You Jingying grabbed the clothes, his face was a little hot, and he said sheepishly: "Um... can you please Mr. Huo to help me take off my underwear?"

"..."

A subtle atmosphere spreads.Huo Yanxing has never collected clothes for any woman.

Now this woman actually asked him to collect her underwear!

Huo Yanxing didn't let her get any further and turned around and went downstairs.

It means letting her wear it empty!
You Jingying silently closed the door, put on her pajamas, hurriedly opened the door and went upstairs, returned to her room and came out again.

Her movements fell on the ears of the person in the living room.

When You Zingying came downstairs, he happened to be dealing with a contract. Before he could speak, he pushed over a simple and elegant bag.

You Jingying was stunned: "For me?"

"Thank you."

You Zingying reacted and sat across from him with a smile. He took the bag and opened it. He saw a top-quality purple jade bracelet and looked at the expressionless man.

This kind of gift was definitely not chosen by him.

Seeing You Jingying looking over, Huo Yanxing explained: "Big brother prepared it."

"It's not convenient for me to wear it at work..." And it's too expensive.

Huo Yanxing said nothing.

That means if you dispose of it casually, it won't recycle it.

You Qingying said: "Saving your nephew was just an accident."

Huo Yanxing had already picked up the other contract in front of him and read it, without intending to continue the conversation with her.

You Jingying stared at the cold and smelly ice cubes, and finally understood why he was able to kill his five fiancées in a row.

Either he was scared to death or he was cold to death!

Seeing that he was working hard, You Jingying picked up his mobile phone out of boredom and lay down on the sofa.

Lie in whatever position is comfortable.

She didn't notice that the man opposite her glanced at her with cold eyes when she lay down.

She just opened the live broadcast APP and just jumped out of the live broadcast room she often watches.

The waxy-faced anchor is seeking help from a metaphysical master.

"I know you are watching my live broadcast, I just hope you can help me."

The voice calling for help trembled.

It is not difficult to guess what inhuman experience he just had.

【shock!When I came out from a late night snack, I saw the anchor was horrified and asked for help! 】

【Are you up early in the morning?Isn’t the anchor anti-feudal and superstitious? 】

[Did you enter the wrong live broadcast room?This turn is crazy. 】

【what happened?Anchor, aren't you a materialist?It's very embarrassing for you to do this, and netizens are also very confused. 】

[The anchor has been live broadcasting for a long time and is suffering from delusion, right? 】

[I just said that the anchor will suffer backlash if he continues like this. He must be entangled in something dirty. 】

[Looking at his complexion, he is most likely to be entangled in dirt. 】

[Don’t worry, it’s just messing with things that shouldn’t be messed with. There is no hope for such a person.What Xuanmen hates is people like you. 】

[Brother, are you from Xuanmen?So understanding. 】

The anchor is still pleading.

Ignore the comments and curses that fill the screen.

Now he just wants to ask You Jingying for help.

You Zingying sat up slightly and stared at the anchor surrounded by death, his eyes a little cold.

I had warned him long ago.

Don’t believe it, but don’t be too blasphemous!
"so troublesome."

You Jingying doesn't like people who do this deliberately and don't listen to advice.

After saying this, You Jingying looked up and met Huo Yanxing's cold and deep gaze.

"..." You Jingying pointed to the screen: "I accidentally brushed it, I was talking to myself, don't worry..."

Huo Yanxing looked over with obvious disbelief.

"Ah!" A scream came from the mobile phone, and then the anchor asked for help: "Help...Master, help me!"

You Zingying glanced at the person on the screen from the corner of his eye and frowned.

The sound was so loud, sitting in the quiet living room, I heard it very clearly.

It was too late to cover it up.

You Jingying turned off her phone, looked at Huo Yanxing, and said seriously: "Mr. Huo, can you help me?"

(End of this chapter)