Chapter 224

"What did you talk about?"

Liu Li handed a grape and directly stuffed it into Wang Yan's mouth. He asked with a smile.

The box was very noisy. Only a few words shouted out could be heard clearly. The rest of the normal volume was tantamount to whispering.

"Some boring things, want to be a live broadcast platform or something," Wang Yan replied casually.

"Oh! Because of Wang Siming's microblog?" next to Nawu socket.

At this moment, Wang Siming has a strong influence on the Internet and is known as domestic [not enough, wait a few days, I'll try to update it]