The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 292 Chapter 292: Paeonia lasagna, Rockery PY Trading (2)

It turns out that Jiang Yanji's words can't be believed, including punctuation.

Although Jiang Yanji has not participated in large-scale parties in ancient times, she has participated in previous times.

As the federal's most powerful military gangster, where is nobody holding her?

For important banquets of a federal nature, the organizers will habitually send her invitations, as people ca n’t fully see their personal mood.

After comparing the parties in the two eras, she found that no matter in ancient times or in her era, it was nothing more than those customary routines. However, as the commander of the army, she was a gangster who was offered by others and had to look at her face. She's just shrimp.

The ear listened to the lively Shengge Qinqu, the eyes looked at the graceful Man Wu, and Jiang Yanji smiled faintly.

Little transparency also has the advantage of little transparency. At least she does n’t need to remember who XX is. She does n’t need to think about XX ’s family status and other human-machine relationships. Then she considers how to talk to each other. Tired and anxious.

"It's hard for you to look so interesting-they dance so well?"

Jiang Yanji glanced at the live broadcast barrage. The content of the audience's evaluation focused on Wu Ji's body, face and skin. As for the dance posture ... they all felt too slow. It felt like the old lady in the park was playing Tai Chi, and no one had square dance yet. good looking.

Although she didn't know what Taijiquan was or square dance, it wasn't a good description to see the meaning of the barrage.

"The body turned lightly and shook his sleeves, and his eyebrows were narrowed, and his eyebrows were narrowed." Feng Jin's eyes looked at the dancing dancers, and he smiled without touching his head. Taste, you need to get a good taste, Lan Ting's temper is irritable, it is the meditation. "

Jiang Yanji looked aggressive, looked at the enthusiastic Feng Jin, and then looked at those dancers, and then the audience in the live broadcast room.

Suddenly, she felt that the audience and her aesthetic in the live broadcast room were in one dimension. Feng Jin was already super-god.

"Dance is pretty good, but I like the enchanting more, the skin is beautiful, the long legs are big, the chest is big ..."

These remarks were unanimously crowded by the audience.

[Orange-flavored chicken drumstick]: I just like this candid anchor.

[Pippi Shrimp Let's Go]: Actually, I also like hot bodies. I only pay attention to hot female anchors when watching live broadcasts. I do n’t see those who have no body. Anchor is the only one who does not rely on body and attracts the baby by content, and you are the most special.

[Shu Xi shows you goldfish]: Go upstairs all the way, # 点 蜡

The little angel in the live broadcast echoed Jiang Yanji's point of view, but Feng Jin, an orthodox ancient man, was not so open.

The snow-white face was flushed, apparently ashamed.

"vulgar!"

Alas, shy.

Jiang Yanji understands that Feng Jin, a young boy, even if he likes a young lady with a bumpy skin, will not say anything.

She sneered coldly. "Huaiyu's words are offensive. Where am I vulgar? I don't like tenderness and softness, so why don't you want to hold a size with you in the future? You told me before You don't care about Longyang's separation of peaches, and this will reveal the stuffing. "

Feng Jin can also be considered a more able person, but Xiu Cai encountered soldiers and has always been unclear.

Jiang Yanji clearly misinterpreted his words. Where is Feng Jin's boyfriend?

My heart burst into flames, gritted my teeth, "Lanting dare to let Liu Junshou hear these words?"

Jiang Yanji counterattacked indifferently, "Huaiyu forgot, who did I go to with the building before?"

Feng Jin: "..."

Who else can you have, Liu Zi, your family ... Uh ... well, he lost ...

wrong!

Feng Jin remembered it afterwards, and this little partner beside him had a gender of female and not male.

Thinking of this, his expression became intriguing, more popular is constipation.

Liu Junshou, your daughter is like a bear. Why can't you just manage it?

Liu Ye said-what can I do, I am also very desperate, not to mention that my girl is visiting the green house, even if she is visiting the small courtyard of the South Yard.

Jiang Yanji looked at Feng Jin with an unlovable face, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

In ancient times, all kinds were not good, but one thing is worthy of recognition. The people are generally conservative in character.

For example, the Feng Jin boy in front of him, no matter how serious he is, he is essentially a half-year-old boy in his twenties. He is very tender, and Jiang Yanji only needs to drop his face and put on a "lovely ground" posture. Feng Jin really can't help her.

There were three rushes, and Feng Jin teenager accidentally drank a lot of drinks, his face was slightly embarrassed, so that a palace woman who was serving him led the way to go to the toilet. Jiang Yanji saw him leave, and looked at the empty position beside him, raising his eyebrow lightly , Ink also got up.

She is still curious about the Royal Palace in ancient times.

As a qualified anchor, naturally you also have to meet the needs of the little angel in the live broadcast audience?

Learning Feng Jin's elegant rhetoric, Jiang Yanji successfully hooked up with a palace costume woman to lead her away from the table.

[Tangerine-flavored chicken drumsticks]: Granny, my baby just wants to visit the ancient royal palace, not to visit the toilet ... If Granny live broadcasts to the toilet, my baby doesn't mind ...

Jiang Yanji saw the barrage, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

She never thought that the audiences of live broadcasts in ancient times should be so tasteful.

"... I do n’t know where this girl is, where are the appraisal Lang Jun? I have a few friends who belong to this session. Counting the time, the appraisal should start for a while, but I always feel a little bit embarrassed, I wonder if the girl can lead me? "

The palace woman pursed her lips with a smile.

"Lang Jun calls slaves like this, but breaks slaves. The courts are very strict, and everyone has their own way. Slave is such a lowly body, it is not qualified to approach that place. If Lang Jun wants to go, slaves Show me the way and you can see through the garden. "

"It's annoying then."

The garden of the Royal Palace is naturally not comparable to the small garden in Liufu. The garden is full of exotic flowers and plants. Although it is in the late autumn, the garden is still blooming with colorful flowers. The bright colors dispel Xiaose. A bit hilarious.

It is said that the imperial garden in Shangyang Palace is more than ten times larger than this garden.

On the weekdays, only the emperor, concubine, and emperor Ji can see it, and others cannot approach it.

Even if the garden in front of the Royal Palace is not special, a child of a clan like Jiang Yanji who has no merit is not eligible to enter, let alone walk at will and watch the beautiful scenery.

"Uh-Her Royal Highness-lightly, lightly-ah-"

Jiang Yanji looked for a more secluded place and was going to find a rockery to relax.

A student audience in the live broadcast room expressed interest in strange plants in the garden. If he wanted to observe up close, he asked Jiang Yanji if he could stay in the garden for a while. Bravo.

She thinks that she's free now, and she's fine.

However, as soon as she was in the rockery group for a while, Jiaoyan gasp came from underneath, mixed with male and female gasps, becoming more and more high-speed, with ambiguous breath.

"Ah-ah-um-"

Jiang Yanji sitting directly above: "..."

The audience in the live room was more direct and exploded.

I wiped, chased live for more than half a year, and finally stepped on the horse!

_ (: з 」∠) _ It shouldn't be harmonious, it's not even a toy car.

(End of this chapter)