MTL - Secret Love-Chapter 96

Although all the viewers in the live broadcast room were cursing, it was miraculous that after a few minutes, the number of viewers in Mu Yanxi's live broadcast room did not decrease but increased.

Nearly 20 minutes have passed since the start of "Pounding and Throbbing" at nine o'clock, even if the other four groups of guests showed eighteen martial arts skills, they failed to steal away any viewers.

The number of viewers in Mu Yanxi's single live broadcast room accounted for half of the total broadcast volume, and it was even growing rapidly.

Among this group of viewers, many are the same group of people who led the program group to produce a rollover variety show last year. The rebellious mind seemed to be born with him, so he wanted to see how long Mu Yanxi could sleep.

Time passed by every minute, and with the sound of closing the door, the audience in the bullet screen was instantly alerted, and a beautiful figure finally appeared in the camera.

The visitor was tall and slender, wearing a creamy white cotton home skirt, with big smooth waves hanging behind him.

It is completely different from the serious and indifferent president who appeared in front of the public in the past. The slightly raised peach blossom eyes are also filled with a smile when looking at the person on the bed, and the temperament of the whole person has become extremely soft.

It was Yi Wulan.

Under the high-definition camera, any flaws cannot escape the high-definition lens. For example, the noble boss next door, although he created an atmosphere of just taking a shower, the powder on his face did not escape the eyes of the audience.

But Yi Wulan is different, her face without makeup is still flawless, even in the entertainment circle, she is a top performer, not to mention that she has the identity of President Rong Jia as a blessing, she is truly beautiful Talent, talent, and power all in one.

When Yi Wulan's eyes lightly swept across the camera, the barrage that was still scrolling frantically stagnated for a moment, and then exploded instantly:

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this is Mr. Yi, right? Live the domineering president]

[I knew that the person that Yangou in the little vase fell in love with would not be too bad]

[I really want to call all the sisters next door who have endured Mr. Oil just to see Mr. Ba to come here to see the real Mr. Ba, and fall into the trap at a glance! 】

[I missed Mr. Yi's news a few times ago. I never expected to see her in my lifetime. Mr. Yi, I am a loyal fan of Hologram! 】

【To be honest, I'm starting to envy Mu Yanxi】

[Since it's a variety show with slow life, it's not too much for me to ask Mr. Yi and Xiao Huavase to stay in bed for a day]

Yi Wulan didn't look at her phone, so she couldn't see these bullet screens. For her, the purpose of recording this variety show was to make Mu Yanxi happy. Except that she couldn't do intimate behaviors in front of the camera, there was no difference.

As Yi Wulan sat on the edge of the bed, the technicians of this program finally realized their conscience. When they zoomed in, what the audience finally saw was not a luxurious big bed, but a small corner beside the bed.

Yi Wulan had already called Mu Yanxi once when she went to wash up, and when she saw that she didn't want to wake up, she opened the curtains and let the sun shine in.

At this moment, Mu Yanxi seemed unable to stand the light, and buried half of her face in the quilt. The exposed half had long eyelashes and skin that could be broken by blowing bullets. It didn't detract from her appearance at all.

After the photogenic makeup faded, Mu Yanxi's flamboyant facial features appeared more immature, completely different from the usual flamboyant little workman. His brows were slightly frowned because of the glare of the sun, which made the audience feel a little bit wronged for no reason.

Those who were still jealous of Mu Yanxi just now turned against him without any bottom line:

[Fucking shit, the show crew finally found out that they were pulling the camera? 】

[Sure enough, only when Mr. Yi shows up, we have the opportunity to see the sleeping face of the little vase (light a cigarette)]

[Mu Yanxi's bare face really looks like this? I always thought that her make-up painting is better than my ps intensive painting (biting the handkerchief)]

[I don’t have any dreams in my next life, just let me grow up like this]

Being teased too much by Mu Yanxi last night, Yi Wulan also knew that Mu Yanxi was tired last night, if it was in the past, she would have allowed Mu Yanxi to continue to catch up on sleep.

But today the show is going to be recorded, and the live broadcast has been on for almost half an hour. Yi Wulan himself is fine, but considering Mu Yanxi's identity as an artist, Yi Wulan can't let Mu Yanxi sleep all the time.

She sat on the edge of the bed and bent slightly, trying to pull away the quilt that Mu Yanxi had covered her mouth, and whispered: "Wake up?"

The voice was clear and slowly fell to the ears, not to mention tenderness.

The barrage instantly went crazy:

[Ah, ah, I'm dead, thank you Mr. Yi for letting me know that Mr. Ba doesn't only know bubble sounds]

【Too gentle and so soft, I wish I was the one lying there】

[I beg Rongjia's holographic butler to provide the same wake-up service for Mr. Yi! 】

Mu Yanxi grabbed the quilt tightly, and when she felt that someone was coming to **** it, she seemed to have some reaction, and said in a daze: "I don't want it anymore, I really don't want it anymore."

The bedroom was already quiet, and the camera’s radio was excellent. Even though it was just a vague whisper, it was clearly heard by everyone in the audience. Question marks flew across the screen in the barrage:

[No, no, is this really the voice of the little vase? 】

[I'm different, I only care about what she means when she says no, it's what I think, right?]

【So she got fired last night and didn't wake up on time this morning? 】

【Father barely forgives you】

However, at this time, Yi Wulan did not stop the movement in his hands, and finally pulled the quilt out of Mu Yanxi's palm, and even stretched out his hand to pull it for Mu Yanxi just before Mu Yanxi's pajamas were exposed. Pull-down neckline.

Then he coaxed again: "You are going to record a show today, forgot?"

Mu Yanxi: ...

So why did you go so far last night?

Why did you get up early this morning?

Mu Yanxi's face was full of pain, she closed her eyes and rubbed towards Yi Wulan's direction, her arm was habitually going to touch Yi Wulan's neck, and she coquettishly directed at Yi Wulan with a sticky voice: "Good sister, you Just say that you are busy with a project today, and we will postpone it for another day."

The live broadcast has already started, and she can't even quit even if she wants to, Yi Wulan leaned forward in coordination with her body, letting the little ancestor who didn't even want to open her eyes hang up, but ruthlessly rejected her proposal: "No."

Yi Wulan cared about the camera, and his voice was a little colder than at the beginning, trying to remind Mu Yanxi.

But how could Mu Yanxi, who could fall asleep at any moment, notice such details?

All I can think about is absenteeism.

Seeing that Yi Wulan couldn't satisfy her even with this, she directly took out her trump card.

Kissed Yi Wulan's lips several times flatteringly, and finally opened his eyes slowly, with a bit of moisture in them, "Yi Wulan, can I postpone it?"

Yi Wulan:...

Yi Wulan was silent for a while, but still refused cruelly: "No."

Mu Yanxi's small face collapsed visibly to the naked eye.

At the same time, the barrage exploded:

[I finally know the reason why I don't have a bossy partner, it's because I don't know how to act like a baby! 】

[Where did you go to learn this process of the little vase? Who can stop it? 】

[I, a straight girl, felt limp when I heard this, so I promised her, I promised her! Just treat me as a member for nothing, woo woo woo]

Seeing that he couldn't avoid the recording, Mu Yanxi pushed Yi Wulan away angrily, turned around, and buried herself in the bed again like an ostrich.

If you can't be soft, then resist hard.

Anyway, just don't get up.

Now, even Yi Wulan felt a little difficult.

The staff of the backstage program group also waited anxiously, quite planning to start the playb plan.

It's not that Rongjia Entertainment doesn't have married artists, isn't there a married actor who just made it public not long ago?

I don't know since when, every time Mu Yanxi couldn't hold back, the first thing that Rongjia Entertainment thought of was the actor.

The staff of the program even started calling the actor's manager.

Just when Yi Wulan really started to think about quitting the variety show recording, Mu Yanxi turned around as if she couldn't help it at last, glared at Yi Wulan fiercely, and accused: "You don't Coax me again, do you really want to find a chance to divorce me?"

Although the expression was fierce, the voice still had the stickiness of just waking up. It sounded unintimidating, but seemed to be acting like a baby in a different way.

Yi Wulan:...

In the past, when Yi Wulan wanted to wake Mu Yanxi up, he would coax Mu Yanxi for a long time, and after coaxing him, he changed Mu Yanxi's clothes. But today because of the camera...Yi Wulan doesn't know what kind of character design Mu Yanxi is going to make.

When Yi Wulan was in trouble, the barrage that heard Mu Yanxi's words clearly began to question:

【Grass, I thought that the little vase would not act like the other four pairs, but she also acted? 】

[Although Mr. Yi's back blocked it just now, I'm really afraid that this live broadcast room will be kissed by them]

[I don't care if she acted or not, I just ask for more—(Super Loud)]

A few seconds later, Yi Wulan looked at Mu Yanxi's still persistent expression, took the nightgown from the bed, "reach out."

The corners of Mu Yanxi's eyes drooped, and he urged with an unhappy face: "Mmm, hurry up."

She watched Yi Wulan's expression becoming more and more impatient, and even the fingertips hooked around Yi Wulan's neck pierced through the thick hair, gently patting Yi Wulan's skin to urge her.

What's the point?

Aren't they always like this?

Could it be that because she didn't allow Yi Wulan to kiss his neck last night, Yi Wulan has held grudges till now?

Yi Wulan shouldn't be so stingy, right?

Yi Wulan's voice was tinged with laughter, and he emphasized it again: "Be careful when you get out of bed later, don't get naked in front of the camera."

Before Mu Yanxi's brain could react, she rubbed against Yi Wulan's arms as if she had no bones, and said: "Ah, I know. Also, when the live broadcast starts, you will show me With a face, you can go to the study to do your business."

Yi Wulan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why?"

Mu Yanxi took it for granted: "Don't think that I don't know that the show crew gives other guests two appearance fees. But they only gave me one, do you really think I'm being fooled?"

The bullet screen swipes like crazy again:

[I finally found the same traits as the little vase: thrifty housekeeping]

[@荣嘉娱乐, have you heard what your lady boss said]

[She lives in the largest mansion in Yuncheng, and there is a bank with endless money at home, but I somehow feel that her budget-conscious appearance is so real]

【How can I marry such a girl (cry loudly)】

Mu Yanxi didn't care whether Yi Wulan answered or not, and continued to snark: "Anyway, after the recording of the show starts, you will listen to me. Even if the show crew makes it difficult for other guests, they don't dare to make it difficult for you."

Do it clearly.

Didn't even know the recording had started.

It was too late for Yi Wulan to stop, so she could only speak more clearly: "It's 9:40, and the live recording has started for more than half an hour."

Yi Wulan deliberately slowed down and emphasized the words "already started", Mu Yanxi finally understood this time.

It's just that the ears heard clearly, but the brain couldn't believe it. The whole face was blank, and he said: "But... isn't it just us?"

Yi Wulan straightened Mu Yanxi's messy hair, "Yesterday the director team asked you that the location of the recording was for the camera, did you forget?"

Mu Yanxi looked around the bedroom stiffly, and saw the cameras that she hadn't noticed.

Then it slowly circled around Yi Wulan's face, eyes full of disbelief.

Didn't the director team just confirm the shooting location? She didn't open the door to let them in, did she?

No... wait!

She didn't open the door, but since she took Yi Wulan to Bai's house last night, it doesn't mean that no one came in. She didn't need to ask to guess that Gu Yan's dog had brought the people from the program team here.

Their new home is equipped with a holographic butler, and outsiders will be authorized to do anything after they come in. Not only is there no dead angle monitoring, even if outsiders touch anything randomly, an alarm will be issued.

Take the program crew wanting to install a camera as an example, as long as Yi Wulan at the monitoring end disagrees, let alone installing a camera, throwing a napkin will sound an alarm.

The staff who came to install the program yesterday really wished they could blindfold their curious eyes. Sometimes the house owner is watching by the side, and watching through surveillance are two completely different experiences.

As long as they remember that every move is under the supervision of Yi Wulan, their efficiency will be more than three times faster for their own salary and bonus.

Mu Yanxi remembered again that Yi Wulan deliberately pushed her into the audio-visual room yesterday, and she wanted to go back to the bedroom but didn't agree to it...

Bit by bit of memory gradually pieced together the truth—it turned out that she was the only one who didn't know that the live broadcast had started?

Just when Mu Yanxi had some doubts about life, Yi Wulan asked thoughtfully: "So, are you going to get up?"

Mu Yanxi: ...

For a moment, a needle could be heard in the bedroom, and there was silence.

It was as quiet as if it had died.

Mu Yanxi's arms were still hooked stiffly around Yi Wulan's neck, maintaining the original intimacy, but the fingers protruding from Yi Wulan's hair trembled visibly.

Netizens who watched the show finally figured out the ins and outs from the words of the two, and immediately burst out laughing:

【Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I will ask who else is there! 】

【So for more than half an hour, Little Vase didn't know that the show had already started recording? 】

[Whenever this happens to other stars, I would suspect that she is acting, but it is unexpectedly reasonable when it happens to Xiao Hua Vase]

【keep going! Give me a hug and a kiss! I just want to see you act like a spoiled child! This member is worth recharging]

[Help, is your usual aloof and disgusting appearance just an act? 】

【I declare that I got it for real! Who said there is no true love in business marriage? 】

【I just want to see how the little vase will end up next】

So, under the anticipation of everyone, Mu Yanxi stiffened his hand.

Little by little, slowly retracted.

And it returned to the way it was retracted into the bed at the beginning.

It was as if she had never woken up.

As if none of this had happened.

She just hasn't woken up yet, so what could be wrong with her?

help!

Mu Yanxi upholds the good style that as long as she pretends to be dead, others will not be able to see her.

This time, she didn't bother Yi Wulan to pull the quilt any way she wanted.

If she didn't know Yi Wulan's character, she would suspect that Yi Wulan colluded with the program team to punish her deliberately.

Mu Yanxi gripped the quilt firmly, refusing to poke her head out, and said to Yi Wulan sullenly: "There is no delay, I want to stop the recording directly."

It's up to you.

"Is it really not going to be recorded?" Yi Wulan gently pulled the quilt again, "I'll cover the camera for you, don't get bored."

After realizing the seriousness in Yi Wulan's tone, Mu Yanxi began to struggle again.

She was on this variety show to show off her affection for Yi Wulan. She wished that Yin Fengxia, Wang Fengxia, and Zhang Fengxia knew that Yi Wulan was her Mu Yanxi's person, and wished they could make their relationship known to the world.

Although she was a little unlucky today, and although her persona and idol burden were all torn apart, Mu Yanxi had to admit that when she knew that the live broadcast had started, she was secretly happy.

She found a way for herself: "We quit temporarily, and it's not easy to find someone to replace the program group, right? That seems a little bad, and we will owe it."

Yi Wulan didn't say a word, and let her decide, very cooperative.

Even if the little embarrassment in her heart disappeared because of the show of affection, Mu Yanxi still had to act on her face. She lifted the quilt abruptly, and glanced noblely and coldly at the camera: "Yes What's the fuss? Don't you know that variety shows have scripts?"

In order to escape from this kind of social death scene, Teacher Mu even dared to say that the variety show has a script, but the audience didn't buy it at all:

[Hahahaha, I'll believe you if you change to another variety show, but the last season of "Pounding and Heartbeat" was completely overwhelmed. Are you making those stars for nothing? 】

[I wanted to ask, are you not afraid of breaking the contract? Then I thought it was produced by Rongjia]

[Rongjia Entertainment: Yes, there is really a script between us (crying)]

After this incident, it was once listed as a hot search. Whether it was Rongjia Entertainment or the official blog of "Pounding and Heartbeat", they ran to the bottom of the entry and replied: [Mr. Mu is right, we There is really a script between (crying loudly)]

This trending search also managed to reach the front row of the entertainment list, with the entry: #工场有限公司#, immediately attracted the laughter of many passers-by, and successfully attracted a large amount of traffic for "Pounding and Heartbeating".

But none of this had anything to do with Mu Yanxi, the person involved in the live broadcast.

After she finished saying this, relying on the fact that she couldn't see the ridicule from the netizens in the barrage, she confidently turned over the scene of the society's death, and then proudly raised her chin at Yi Wulan, There is no silver three hundred taels here and added: "You cooperated well just now."

Yi Wulan:...

Yi Wulan was not good at lying, so he simply didn't answer.

Mu Yanxi, who was in a good mood, lifted the quilt gracefully, turned over and got out of bed.

It's just that the proud expression on her face didn't persist for a few seconds, because her knees touched the hem of her nightgown, and she fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity.

Yi Wulan who was sitting next to him quickly caught the person, "Are you all right?"

Mu Yanxi took a deep breath, although the soreness in her body disappeared, but the muscle memory was still there, and her legs were not close together until now, so she vented her anger on Yi Wulan's body confidently : "It's not all about you last night..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Mu Yanxi braked suddenly, and finally remembered that she was currently recording a variety show live.

Even without looking at the barrage, she could still imagine what her group of black fans had made up, and the base of her neck was quickly stained with a blush that spread all the way to her face.

Especially the pair of delicate pointed ears half hidden in the hair, they are almost bleeding red.

Just as Mu Yanxi thought, the netizens who watched the live broadcast frantically brushed the bullet screen like chicken blood:

[What are you talking about all the time! 】

[I didn’t want it at first, but now I’m talking about last night, I’ve really made up my mind]

[I have a friend with advanced cancer. She worked so hard to climb down from the operating table just to ask: What happened to Mu Yanxi when she was arrested last night? 】

[The people present are all noble VIP users, is there anything we can't listen to? 】

【Don't think we can't see your blushing because you're hiding in Mr. Yi's arms】

After waking up in the morning, Mu Yanxi, who had overturned her car one after another, finally came back to her senses, and forcibly rounded up what she said just now: "I have been pulling me to discuss holographic products, which made me not sleep well last night."

The barrage group of people who watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal just let Mu Yanxi blame the show crew, how could she let her expose it so easily this time?

[Discussing holographic products at night? You take us for fools? 】

[Make it clear where the holographic product was discussed, and what was the result of the discussion]

[Did you forget that Rongjia has not yet fully launched the home holographic theater... 4D imaging, do you understand what I mean? 】

[Sloppy, so they went to watch a holographic movie last night? That little vase has changed so many positions, I can understand why my legs are weak today]

[Ah, ah, I understand what they are doing, I beg Rongjia Group to quickly launch a home holographic theater! 】

【Respect, understanding, blessing (dog head)】

When Mu Yanxi took the phone from the bedside table and turned on the live broadcast, what he saw were these bullet screens. The hand holding the phone shook and almost flew the phone out.

They didn't open the movie last night, but they have seen several before! In particular, many movies are still for the purpose of learning. While watching the movie, I am familiar with the new toys I bought.

Those things that happened while watching the movie flashed through Mu Yanxi's mind one by one, and her face became more and more red.

Might as well be dead.

The audience in the barrage immediately caught her sharp-eyed change:

[Grass... Have you really used the holographic device to watch short movies? 】

[The family really solved the case, look at how the face of the little vase turned red]

[If you are really uncomfortable, don’t force it, or just lie down and record today (squinting smile)]

[Don’t get out of bed today, I said I would watch you eat, drink and sleep, I won’t break my promise]

That group of black fans and Mu Yanxi have always been fighting back and forth. Now, they were complacent when they saw Mu Yanxi was speechless. They didn't know that this little complainant turned around and looked at Yi Wulan: "Yi Wulan Wulan, can we kick them out from the studio?"

Black fans:?

Yi Wulan was just re-laying the messy quilt, and she tilted her head in response: "Maybe?"

Mu Yanxi gritted her teeth and said, "I don't want those people to see me."

Yi Wulan didn't know what was being said in the barrage, but just followed the habit of catering to Mu Yanxi in the past: "Then let me ask for you?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Mu Yanxi smiled arrogantly at the opposite camera like a victorious little peacock in the next second.

The originally frantically scrolling barrage fell silent for an instant, and then broke out again:

[Nimma... you can't do this as a human being, do you know that? 】

[Pass it on, Mu Yanxi has bullied honest people]

[Pass it on, Mu Yanxi became angry when he was found watching the film]

[Pass it on, Mu Yanxi's legs are so weak that he still refuses to admit it when he runs away]