Feng Pei helped the Mai caught on his collar, his voice was clear and pleasant, especially at night like this, with the breeze, it was enough to stir the hearts of all the girls watching the show.
"Although I'm a little tired, the night view here is really good. And there are no cars on the island, and the air is very clean. If I had to choose, I should come here again next time."
As he spoke, he continued to walk forward, and at the same time glanced at both sides of the road, not wanting to miss any clues.
[Ah, brother Pei's voice is so nice and gentle, my mother!]
[I'm ready!]
[Typing with both hands proves innocence.]
[Woooo, I really like Peipei! Peipei, are you cold? You wear such thin clothes!]
[Eh? Is there someone in front? What is that little lump? Dark...]
The 'dark' Song Yaoyao was still squatting on the ground to play with the little milk cat. She buttoned up the large knitted sweater, then tied the hem and tied it with a knot.
In this way, it perfectly solves the problem of keeping warm for the mindless and unhappy, and can also serve as a cat's nest temporarily.
The audience in the live broadcast room noticed it, and Feng Pei naturally saw it too.
He was taken aback, thinking that there would be someone squatting here at this time
Seeing that the figure was a girl, he thought about it carefully. The color of her sweater was similar to that worn by a girl he knew.
He walked over and asked, "Xiao Wan, where is the photographer following you? Are you lost?"
The quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken, and Song Yaoyao turned her head in a daze.
In her mind, the same thoughts as Feng Pei's came up by coincidence.
That is: at this point, why are there people here
"I..." Feng Pei swallowed the remaining half of the word.
The beauty of the small face under the moonlight makes people feel in a trance, the gentle and harmless crescent eyebrows, the watery eyes are clean and clear, the nose and cherry lips, and the lotus purple knitted sweater make her more beautiful, and her whole body is full of heels. It looks like a fairy.
Feng Peisheng was afraid that the loud voice would scare her, so he couldn't help asking softly: "Hello, are you... the person arranged by the program team?"
"Huh?" Song Yaoyao didn't understand, she tilted her head.
With a dazed expression, the cute Feng Pei screamed crazily in his heart.
At this moment, something moved in the girl's arms, and finally a small head popped out.
"Meow?"
The dark little milk cat tilted its head innocently, and the little crescent moon on its forehead was even more conspicuous.
The most important thing is that one person and one cat tilted their heads at the same time, staring straight at him with dark eyes.
The same harmless, ignorant, gentle...
I rely on me rely on me!
Feng Pei could hardly bear it anymore! Friends around him, including fans, know that he is a plush lover.
But Feng Pei realized for the first time that he was still a damn good-looking dog!
He is not accusing fluff, but Yan! It's Yan!
Feng Pei's side exploded, and the live broadcast room was even more explosive than him.
[My mother? ? Does such a beautiful sister really exist?]
[At this moment, I'm so damn jealous of Brother Pei!]
[Why can't she speak? Couldn't it be the simulated robot arranged by the program group in the end?]
[Is it stupid to talk about robots? Have you ever seen such a vivid and beautiful simulation robot? ! No matter how beautiful those robots are, their eyes are dull, right? !]
[I'm not bragging, if such a robot really came out, I'd lose my entire fortune and buy it!]
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[Type with both hands to show... Forget it! Busy now!]
[What kind of tiger and wolf word is this!]