Live: My Wife is the Demon King

The demon king blushed slightly, and said with a "hum": "Who is afraid of who? The broadcast will start!"

Then, he asked Han Xi, "What are we going to broadcast together today? I'm going to prepare Cos!"

"Ghost phobia!"

The Demon King was slightly startled. "Ghost-phobia? Is it the ghost-catching game that many people broadcast in the console area?"

Han Xi chuckled: "Yes, that's the one, before... I played for a while before, and it felt okay!"

The Demon King rolled his eyes at him, and said sourly: "Isn't it the little beauty in the host area, the one that Zhenlili taught you to play!"

Seeing that she already knew, Han Xi shrugged and acquiesced.

The Demon King thought for a while, then smiled "hehe": "Then you go to the computer, download the game for me, and I'll prepare the Cos!"

Han Xi smiled.

Since the two of them have done business, their computers have been moved to Han Xi's previous room.

As for Han Xi, it was naturally the Demon King who lived in the master bedroom together.

in a spacious room.

Even with two computer desks side by side.

Still not crowded at all.

This room will also become the "live broadcast room" for the two of them.

Turn on both computers.

The Fear of Ghosts was also downloaded on the computer of the Demon King of the Han Xi Gang.

Then, secretly looking forward to the Demon King's Cos.

Although Han Xi has seen all the glory in his previous life.

But of course, he is also a little obsessed with the charisma of the Demon King.

……

Han Xi stared dumbfounded at the "female ghost" in front of him.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Then, he said firmly: "Even if it's a female ghost, I can do it!"

The Demon King giggled, stretched out his hand and pushed the long smooth wig away from the middle.

Only then did the little face appear.

The Demon King at this time was wearing a blue and white fuso-style sailor suit.

But the sailor suit was dyed one by one with bright red fuel, like bloodstains.

The long wig was scattered in front, covering her charming little face.

Behind his head, his long hair hangs down naturally.

In this way, as long as the Demon King releases the wig, he will be like a faceless female ghost.

At this point the long hair is pulled away.

Even on her small face, she drew a series of "blood tears".

If it appears suddenly at night.

Maybe it can really scare a lot of people...

Afterwards, Han Xi went to close the curtains, and the lights were not turned on.

The whole room was suddenly dark.

Only two computer screens glowed faintly.

The two sat on their own chairs.

The computer has all been set up by Han Xi.

The Demon King directly clicked on the live stream.

And put off the wig, cover the little face...

Han Xi saw this.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she mourned for the water friends in her live broadcast room...

As the two started broadcasting at the same time, water friends of course flocked.

"Fuck!!! What the hell?"

"Nima's, scares me to death"

"Live in the underworld? Is this the Demon King?"

"What happened?"

"Is it okay to turn on the lights, please turn on the lights!"

"Demon King, turn around quickly, you are like this, we are afraid!!"

The Demon King's live broadcast room was full of screams.

Han Xi's live broadcast room was also very lively.

"???"

"Why turn off the lights?"

"Fuck! Anchor, look around you!"

"What the hell? Scared me to death, there are ghosts around you!!"

"Han Xi, there are ghosts around you!"

At this time, the Demon King also laughed lowly with a "hehehehehe".

The water friends in the two live broadcast rooms split instantly!

"Afraid, afraid, afraid!"

"Where is Gao Nengjun?"

"No way, my cabinet moved, I'm going to withdraw!"

"My Nima pants are scared to pee!"

"woo woo woo woo"

"Who can tell me what happened?"

"The hell live?"

"It seems that the Demon King can't stand Han Xi's flirting, and he will die together!"

"Don't make trouble, Demon King, live stream well!"

"Stop making a fuss +1"

"Stop making trouble +10010..."

Seeing the barrage, let her stop making trouble.

The demon king then whispered mischievously: "You really want, look, my face?"

"Uh uh uh, forget it."

"I'll leave first!"

"Can't wait any longer, run!"

The Demon King suddenly lifted his hair and put his face in front of the camera.

"Really the Demon King?"

"Yeah, what a devil!"

"That's fine, even if it's a ghost, it's OK!"

"Demon King, even if I turn into a ghost, I'll be fine!"

"In the middle of the night, come to my house and press the bed, okay?"

"Same request!!!"

The Demon King saw that his "killer" was so powerless.

Immediately he pouted. "What's the matter? I took a lot of work to draw it! Am I not scary?"

"Scary, terrible!"

"Ah~~~~ I owe, alas, so scary"

"Yeah, scared people to death, ah, help!"

"Scared I can't sleep tonight (dog head)"

"Is this the topic of today?"

"It is estimated that, looking at Han Xi, he is still snickering there!"

"Really? Are you snickering? I guess Han Xi is also 'scared' enough."

The Demon King turned his head and saw that Han Xi really looked at the barrage and laughed lightly.

Immediately, he stretched out his small hand and lightly grabbed Han Xi's neck. "Make you laugh! Make you laugh!"

Han Xi quickly grabbed her little hand and begged for mercy.

Only then did the Demon King let out a soft "hum" in satisfaction and withdrew his hand.

"That's it?"

"That's it? That's it?"

"Is this the beginning of dog food?"

"From the moment I saw the two of them sitting together on the live broadcast, I was mentally prepared."