Soon it was time for Wen Qiuxing to make an appointment with the citizens for a live broadcast. In order to show the citizens a spiritual outlook, he deliberately wore more formal clothes tonight.
However, there are surprises everywhere in life. When Wen Qiu got himself together and was about to start the broadcast, Da Zai urinated on his lap.
Wen Qiu was determined to wake up, he raised his innocent-looking son, and said a little tiredly: "I didn't wear diapers for you today because of the live broadcast, but you gave me a big gift in just a short while, what a shame!" My dear son."
Zai Zai: "Yeah... poof..."
Two jiojios have no place to sit in the sky.
On the other side, the king came out of the bathroom covered in moisture, with a standard inverted triangle figure, exposed to the air carelessly, with only a towel tied around his waist.
"What's wrong?" His low and laughing voice was getting closer.
"He peed all over me." Wen Qiuxing said, "Come here and give me a hug and change his pants. I'm going to change my clothes."
But time was running out, and he had to move faster.
Feng Ting nodded, went over to pick up his son with wet buttocks, and then held his son's little buttocks: "He didn't do it on purpose."
"Huh?" Wen Qiuxing really couldn't stand the father-son relationship between these two people: "Oh, I don't blame him, hurry up and find your clothes, it's almost eight o'clock, don't let the netizens dove."
"Pigeon?" Feng Ting raised his eyebrows.
"There's so much nonsense, get dressed quickly." Wen Qiuxing said while grabbing a set of home clothes, and at a glance, he knew that he had given up the elite route and should take the home route.
Because how should I put it, citizens always dress up when they see them, and rarely see them in private.
Perhaps in this live broadcast, a little casualness will have a better effect.
So Wen Qiuxing grabbed a set of casual clothes from the closet, threw it to His Majesty, and then put on diapers for the baby. Well, the baby should look like a baby.
In order to prevent the big cub from gnawing on his feet during the live broadcast, Wen Qiuxing handed him a feeding bottle, and they worked together.
Before eight o'clock, citizens flocked to Her Majesty's personal website, excitedly waiting for the broadcast to begin at eight o'clock.
"I heard that His Royal Highness the little crown prince is also here this time. I wonder what he has become now?"
"Does online answering mean to extract our questions? Or talk to us directly?"
"It seems to be a private event, an informal interview, it should be a random selection of questions on the barrage."
"Let's think about what questions we're going to ask later, and let's swipe the screen together, so that the chances of being answered will be higher."
Even before the broadcast started, Wen Qiuxing's message area was already buzzing.
Netizens who were not united in the past, this time they prepared a lot of questions in unity, and said that they must maintain their formation for a while, and they must be seen by the two majesties.
Finally, a quarter before eight o'clock, Wen Qiuxing turned on the live broadcast. In the camera, he was wearing light-colored home clothes, his skin was white and shiny under the indoor light, and his Asian facial features were handsome and good-looking. He was concentrating on adjusting the camera and other settings.
"Hello everyone, but it hasn't started yet. I'll adjust the live broadcast settings." Wen Qiuxing glanced at the crazy barrage, smiled at the netizens, and continued to work on his unfamiliar business.
"Your Majesty the Queen!!"
"Is this Her Majesty the Queen?"
"Her Majesty the Queen in home clothes looks so small, I suspect he is not as old as me."
"Didn't the information say that Her Majesty the Queen is twenty-two years old? You fake fans don't even know that!"
"Ah, the home clothes worn by Her Majesty the Queen are so pretty, does anyone know which brand it is! I want to buy the same style!"
"I want to buy the same style plus one!"
Wen Qiuxing, who just finished adjusting the camera, saw the problem with the barrage, looked down at his clothes, and said with a smile, "It's the clothes of the X family. You can look for them online."
Seeing this smile, the citizens forgot to post the barrage, and it took a few seconds for them to come back to their senses.
"Oh my God, Your Majesty the Queen is so gentle and kind! She really knows everything, ah!"
Wen Qiuxing: "It's tuned up, come and see your highness who loves to eat Jio." As he spoke, he zoomed out, and Feng Ting, who was holding a cub beside him, appeared in the camera.
"Say hello." Wen Qiuxing poked Feng Ting who looked down at the cub.
Only then did Feng Ting realize that he was in the camera, and asked in doubt: "It's started?" After getting an affirmative answer, he raised his head and nodded kindly and dignifiedly to the citizens: "My people, good evening, I am subject to you. The beloved king is in court."
"Ahhhh!"
"Ahhhh!"
"Ahhhh!"
His majesty's blond hair is extremely dazzling, his gray-blue eyes are deep and seductive, and his handsome face, which should not be a king but an entertainer, is heartbreaking and happy.
Heartbroken for not being able to get him, happy to have such a king.
Seemingly overnight, the citizens forgot the king's previous notoriety.
They don't care, in short, the king is now a good king who loves his wife, children and people.
Looking at the confession to the king on the screen, Wen Qiuxing made a gesture and expression of 'he is indeed excellent', and then said: "Everyone watching the live broadcast, hello, I am Wen Qiuxing, your king's partner. "
At this time, the style of painting on the barrage began to change, becoming a rainbow fart belonging to Her Majesty the Queen.
But it didn't last long, because Feng Ting immediately shook the blond little angel's hand and said, "Hi everyone, I'm the baby crown prince who can't speak yet. I'm very happy to meet you."
The bullet screen is crazy here.
Even crazier than when the king came out just now.
Viewers who have turned on the barrage can't see the screen directly, which shows the enthusiasm of netizens.
The little crown prince, who had no idea that he had gained tens of millions of fans just by showing his face, was sitting in the arms of the king's father, tilting his head and breastfeeding. He was so cute that he wanted to steal the child.
The two white and tender little jiojios of His Highness are placed in the most conspicuous place in a natural posture, blatantly attracting the attention of audiences from all over the universe.
"He's so cute!!!"
Fortunately, the people's "chasing stars" in the interstellar era will not cause the server to be paralyzed, otherwise, according to the traffic tonight, no server on earth, no matter how powerful it is, cannot withstand the toss.
Wen Qiuxing glanced at the message whose refresh rate was faster than the speed of light, and Fuzhi stretched out his hand to shake the big cub's feet for the netizens, and rubbed them a few times, and said: "First of all, I want to give you a message about the divorce rumors these days. Yao, the relationship between His Majesty and I is stable, and there is no emotional crisis."
After he started talking, the messages swiping the screen finally slowed down.
Netizens with high self-discipline, according to the plan agreed before, hand over to some people to control and comment.
"Some media that confuse right and wrong based on just one photo made it up, which has a very bad impact on the reputation of the royal family." Wen Qiuxing said: "From now on, I will condemn these media in the name of the royal family. .”
Second thing.
Wen Qiuxing's expression became very serious, and he said: "In addition to the divorce rumors, there are also rumors that the second prince is not of royal blood. The royal family will investigate this matter thoroughly until the rumorers are punished."
The above is what Wen Qiuxing wanted to talk about when he started the live broadcast.
"What do you want to ask next?"
He was a little hesitant. After all, the message area was painted like this, and he couldn't see it clearly even with his sharp eyes.
But soon the netizens made Wen Qiuxing realize how powerful it was.
"Your Majesty, we want to ask you! What requirements do you have for your future daughter-in-law!"
Wen Qiuxing saw the question: "???"
He glanced at his half-year-old son with mixed emotions, the brat was so quickly remembered by others: "This... there is no requirement, as long as my son likes it."
"The next question I would like to ask His Majesty the King! Who is the leader in the lives of you and Your Majesty the Queen?"
This question is really outrageous.
Wen Qiuxing raised his forehead, who said that the people of the first main star are rigid and conservative.
His Majesty, who had never had a chance to speak, looked at the little sweetheart next door and said, "He dominates me."
"???"
"Ahhh!"
"Fairy love, woo woo woo, I believe it!"
"No, don't listen to him." Wen Qiuxing still didn't want netizens to misunderstand that a king should have the dignity of a king, so he patched up: "He has the final say on state affairs, and I have the final say on family matters. "
"That's not the case." Feng Ting interrupted: "Yesterday you clearly prevented me from making a political decision that concerns the entire universe."
Wen Qiuxing: "..."
Can this guy shut up
"Hahahaha, His Majesty the King is grabbing wheat! It's so enjoyable to watch, keep going!"
"I believe they are true love, damn it."
Wen Qiuxing: "Next question."
"After the second prince, do you plan to have a third child?"
Wen Qiuxing hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Probably not, two are fine."
Feng Ting said in a deep voice, "This is also a political decision."
"Hahahahahahaha..."
"I don't know why I can see from the little expression of the king that he wants a third child."
Wen Qiuxing still ignored His Majesty Sand Sculpture's speech, and said directly: "Next question, thank you."
"I want to ask your two majesties! Do you mind if the other party has a large number of fans to confess?"
Wen Qiuxing: "No."
Feng Ting: "Yes."
The two answered together, but the answers were completely different. After answering, they both looked at each other in surprise, as if they were frightened, and their real reactions made the audience watching the live broadcast laugh.
"You won't be jealous?" The king raised his eyebrows, completely disregarding the current live broadcast status, and began to settle accounts.
"I won't eat this kind of flying vinegar." Wen Qiuxing said, "Because I know you only belong to me, and I trust you."
I poured down a bowl of misty soup, and held hands for a long time before passing this one.
"Yeah." The king snorted softly, "I stick to my answer."
Audience: "Hahahahaha—"
"Okay! From now on, fans are only allowed to confess to His Majesty the King, not to His Majesty the Queen, otherwise you will be blinded by the King."
"I also want someone who is so righteous in jealousy."
"I didn't expect to see such a sweet CP in our country, and they are also royal couples. Can I predict that the trend of marriage will change in the future?"
Next, Wen Qiuxing and His Majesty answered many questions from netizens one after another, and the time passed quickly.
"I know that everyone likes to watch me interact with His Majesty." Wen Qiuxing held the hand of the blond man next door, and the two interlocked their fingers: "In the last time, I will show you how to kiss intimately."
"!!!"
"How to kiss intimately?"
When the netizens were shocked, the faces of the two handsome men on the screen approached slowly, and finally they kissed each other with much attention.
It was indeed a kiss between men, it was extremely intense and full of masculinity.
In order to take care of the single dogs without a partner, Wen Qiuxing and Feng Ting kissed for a while and then ended the live broadcast in a crazy barrage.
Someone took a screenshot of the high-definition picture and released it, calling it the kiss of the century.
"I'm a straight guy who doesn't like male-to-male relationships, but I shamefully look at Shi Geng."
"Yangou's welfare, this is one of the most beautiful CPs I have ever seen!"
On Wen Qiuxing's side, after turning off the live broadcast, he and His Majesty stuck together again to continue the kiss just now, until the big cub's feeding bottle fell to the ground, and he was caught between them, kicking his legs and screaming, and the two of them woke up like a dream separate.
"I'll put him to sleep first." The king picked up the bottle, carried the baby and left within five meters of Wen Qiuxing.
Knowing what he was talking about, Wen Qiuxing's skin felt hot, and he wished he could send Chou Bao to the nursery right now, so that he could fight His Majesty Sand Sculpture for three hundred rounds.
Hold.
Wen Qiuxing didn't dare to imagine that Feng Ting would be squeezed dry by him when he became really hungry in the future.
"Feng Ting." The blond man who coaxed the baby back after a while, Wen Qiuxing climbed onto his shoulder like a koala, and whispered in his ear what he was worried about just now.
After the man finished listening, he raised his brows high, with an inexplicable meaning in his expression, the next moment he bit Wen Qiuxing's ear and said, "This is my favorite question to answer tonight."
"Ah?" Wen Qiuxing waited for a long time, what is the answer
But Feng Ting didn't tell the earthlings, just what to do, and after preparation, he would eat the earthlings to the bone and wipe them clean.
After he was full, Feng Ting stroked his little friend's flat belly, and began to worry that the child inside would not grow up, so he said in a serious manner: "The baby is hungry, I will ask someone to prepare food, you get up and eat a little."
Seeing this man seriously worried about the baby's hunger, Wen Qiuxing wanted to roll his eyes but felt tired, so he moaned, "Get out, don't disturb me to sleep."
Ten minutes later, an aroma of food lingered in the tip of his nose.
Wen Qiuxing opened his eyelids, His Majesty Sand Sculpture was holding a bowl of porridge with plenty of ingredients, and was studying how to feed him...
After meeting his eyes, she smiled charmingly: "It's your favorite mushroom porridge."
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Wen Qiuqiu: ... Make room, everyone, I want to send my Majesty Sand Sculpture there for treatment.