Live broadcast: This man flirted with goddesses all over the world

Chapter 61 The young woman took the initiative to request.

Having heard the voice inside, Wang Sicong also cursed Lin Cang as a "dog".

The bet has already been lost, so there is nothing wrong with surrendering early.

Although it is a bit deceptive to take advantage of someone's vulnerability, it is because the other party is willing to be deceived by you.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

If it's threats, coercion, or spending money, those won't count.

After all, I got the person, but not his heart.

And this can win the heart and the person.

Although this heart, the heart that your current husband has given.

But it’s also heartfelt.

Just like artificial diamonds, you can’t say that artificial diamonds are not diamonds, right?
If so, please point out that it is not a diamond.

By the same token, how can this not be about gaining the heart?
So it falls within the scope of flirting with girls in a legitimate way.

So I lost.

Wang Sicong didn't care about losing. Although consumption was restricted now, this little money was still a drop in the bucket.

And it was a good loss, I really met a great person.

Money can’t buy my happiness, and money can’t find a teacher.

I was happy to lose, and I met another famous teacher.

Although he is not a famous teacher, it is worth the money.

I'm already fantasizing about the future, where I won't have to pay for flirting with girls.

No more spending money.

You always spend so much money. Although it is a different delicacy, you should also think about whether the other party is sincere or not, instead of just paying for it with your own money.

Looking at Leng Yuye's words in the barrage, Wang Sicong was full of disbelief: "This person called Leng Yuye, can he really live up to the image she has in her mind?"

Leng Yuye: [Yes! ]

Wang Sicong: "How do you do that?"

Leng Yuye: [Don't get involved in anything that takes over the show, go ask Gou Cang! ]

Wang Sicong: "Tell me about it, and I'll give you a big red envelope."

He was not the only one asking this question, other netizens were also asking it.

Leng Yuye: [Ask Gou Cang! Don't ask me, he'll explain it to you anyway.]

Seeing that he didn't speak no matter how much he called, Wang Sicong stopped asking questions and just listened to the song quietly.

Not only him, but the netizens did the same, listening to the music quietly.

The music is very nice.

I was fascinated by it!

The joyful music seemed to sweep away all the stress and worries brought by life in my heart, making me feel a lot more relaxed.

Is your own music so good?
You'll have to listen more in the future.

In the center of Yuyin Pavilion, a man and a woman were playing a guqin.

A man with a gentle face and tender eyes.

The woman's tears flowed on her fair face and dripped onto the snow-capped mountains, making people want to lie on them instead of the tears.

Although she was crying, her face was filled with joy, happiness and joy.

It took a full twenty minutes, and they played the song four or five times, before they stopped.

The moment she stopped, Cai Wenyin threw herself directly into Lin Cang's arms.

She didn't feel disgusted by his embrace. She felt very safe, just like she used to feel in her husband's arms. This made all the longing in her heart burst out.

"Wow, Ziling, I miss you so much. Do you know how much I miss you?"

"Okay, okay, I'm back, aren't I?"

Lin Cang could be sure that the feeling of dribbling the ball was natural, and it was different from the feeling of carrying Bei Bei Jia. He was curious about what was covering the snow mountain.

I gently patted her back while feeling the beauty of her skin.

Even though I could feel it through the clothes, I could still feel the delicate and smooth skin.

I can't help but give it a thumbs up.

As for other actions, there is no need to think about it. I just want to eat a good dish.

Don't rush things, take it slow, step by step.

More haste less speed.

Having opened the first step, the second and third steps can be easily taken until the conquest. This is also what the scumbag uncle told him, it is best for a woman who has been heartbroken to enter.

If you don't care whether she has had a man before, you can choose this type.

It is very simple to open the first step and obtain the false mind and body.

As for sincerity, it is not difficult, but it depends on how powerful her ex is.

It is easy to be not good, but it is difficult to be good.

Cai Wenyin didn't react to his actions at all, but said, "Zi Ling, you know, after you left, I haven't slept for a long day. I really want to sleep and hear your erhu again."

"Thank you for hearing you play the guqin again... I miss you so much..."

Lin Cang: "I'm back now, you can hear it from now on. I'll still play it for you every night."

Cai Wenyin looked up and said, "You should be live streaming! Turn it off."

Of course Lin Cang knew that she only regarded him as her deceased husband, but he also knew that he was not her real husband.

It’s just the beauty and longing in my heart.

Make yourself feel that the man in front of you is your deceased husband.

Outside, I heard that the live broadcast room was closed.

And the next second, the sound was no longer heard.

They all urged Wang to tear the onions.

[Assistant Wang, how do you do things? Hurry up and follow us in and take some photos for us.]

[Wang Xiaoer, how do you do things? Come in quickly.]

[Xiao Wang, can you do something? Hurry up.]

The teasing from a group of netizens made Wang Sicong feel like he was bitten by a dog. He cursed with a dark face: "If you keep saying that, I will send you a lawyer's letter and tell you what will happen."

【Hahaha, come on. 】

【If you come, your name will be written backwards. 】

"I'm just a lawyer! My last name is Wang, so if you don't come here, take my last name."

The netizens laughed and joked back, but they didn't dare to make any jokes about how heavy it was.

Knowing that this prince in front of him, if you go too far, it is hard to say whether he will really take it to heart.

But a little teasing won’t be a big deal, because the other party’s mind is not that small.

And I can't afford to lose that person.

Wang Sicong's face was dark, and since the sound was turned off, he didn't stand there anymore. He went back to the car and sat down, plugging his phone into the rack.

Let the camera face outside while you play with your phone.

"Don't shout, I'm not your anchor. Wait for your anchor to come back."

On the other side, Cai Wenyin lay in his arms and kept expressing her longing for her husband. Her tears had wet Lin Cang's clothes on his chest.

Even if Lin Cang kept wiping and comforting her, it couldn't stop.

"Zi Ling, I miss you holding me and playing the flute, or the piano, or the erhu, any of them will do. Can you let me hear it again?"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you one by one." Lin Cang slid his hand to her buttocks, let her clamp her legs around him, and carried her all the way to the counter where the flute was placed.

The nine-section flute is a treasure among flutes.

All of them are flutes of this level.

He picked up one of them, held her hips with one hand, and put the flute in his mouth with the other.

Relaxed, happy, and long flute sounds floated out.

My right hand is as soft as water, and my heart is filled with waves.

Cai Wenyin listened to the voice, surprise flashing in her eyes, and said, "Zi Ling, you have improved again. Even famous masters are no better than you."

Lin Cang caught the surprise and was sure of the meaning behind it. Saying that the sound of his flute was beautiful was only part of the story.

What's more, it was exactly the same as the one her husband played while holding her.

It is certain that this widow cannot escape.

From the flute to the erhu, then to the qin, then to the pipa, and finally to the guzheng.

Except for the suona, almost all of them were performed.

"Zi Ling, carry me back to my room!"

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