Chapter 892： Tsundere is always a little sweet! 26

At this moment, the top floor of Mu's building.

Mu Qi had just returned from a meeting and asked the secretary to go out. He had just finished an argument with the two stubborn elders on the board. He tugged at his neckline at will. Although he didn’t suffer at all, he still held the two stubborn hands. The right to be taken back, but even so, the boring breath still lingers around.

There were still a few documents to be processed on the desktop, and Mu Qi flipped through it casually, her dark eyes were dull, and finally she raised her hand and pressed her temple.

Turn on the phone backhand.

Then a message prompt popped up on the phone screen.

‘The blogger you follow’s "Ciice" is now live broadcast, my friends come and watch~’

Mu Qi paused, it was only then that he remembered that he had followed this little girl's homepage a few days ago.

Right now, I don't want to look at the file. As the boss, no one cares whether he is lazy or not. Mu Qi clicked on the website of Jingxun, and then clicked into Chu Ci's live broadcast room.

It's already around 10:15. The little girl has obviously been broadcasting for a while, looking at the dazzling barrage in front of her, she frowned and set the barrage to half way down. This is to see the little girl's shot Something.

It was the Chu Ci's kitchen that I just saw in the morning.

The name of the live broadcast room is "Ci Master's Food Dumping Journey", which matches the personality of this person.

There is a subtle difference between her voice transmitted through the electronic device and the previous direct conversation.

And no one knows anyone on the Internet, separated by a screen, separated by an id protection, listening to the soft voice of the little girl chattering, Mu Qi produced a very subtle sense of stimulation.

Originally intended to close it just by looking at it, but now Mu Qi has changed his mind. He put the phone next to him, turned on the computer, found the Jingxun website, opened the website and logged in to the account and clicked on Chuci's live broadcast room. All the actions were done in one go. .

Then the little girl's voice rang in the quiet office, and she raised her brows to watch.

The little girl had obviously finished answering the questions in the barrage and began to prepare today's snack.

To make a simpler popcorn, all kinds of materials are already out of the pot at the moment, and she is frying little by little. All the things are put up strictly according to the tutorial, and a small handful of corn starts one by one. When it pops open, cover the pot.

After this step, the little girl seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and stood beside the pot with the lid on.

Listening to the figure popping out of the crackling popcorn, the transparent lid can tell that the golden corn popped into white rice at once.

Before Chu Ci could answer the question in the barrage just now, she saw the barrage suddenly explode.

‘Ah ah ah, master, you are going to roll over again! ! Shake the pot! Shake the pot! ! ’

‘My Majesty, it’s going to be messy! ! You can't get rid of the fate of being muddled the first time you do anything! ! ’

‘Hurry up, it’s getting burnt! ! ’

‘The blogger’s live broadcast has a well-deserved reputation, hurry up and die! ’

Most books don't write the steps in such detail. Chu Ci was stunned when he saw these bullet screens, and then threw aside the mobile phone watching the live broadcast, holding the handle of the pot.