C3 Do You Know How to Sing That Confessional Iron Ball?

As expected, in less than ten minutes, the scumbag replied with a WeChat call. Luh Hsiao had an experienced expression on his face, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He proudly took the call and straightened his body in front of the camera.

"Big brother, why did you ignore me just now? Why are you so fierce to me? I feel very uncomfortable in my heart."

The scumbag who was pretending to be true chuckled out loud. One had to admit that this scumbag's voice was quite pleasant to hear. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just broadcasting and I wasn't in a good mood..."

He changed the topic, "What did you say you wanted to find me for? And are you from Taiwan?"

Luh Hsiao pushed the boat along and pretended to be a pure Taiwanese female lead. He spoke in a soft and bleating tone. "Yes, I just came to the mainland. Not long ago, I'm not familiar with this place. I see that many people are playing... to the best of their ability, oh no... Kill..."

The muscles on Luh Hsiao's face could not hold on any longer, revealing two cute canine teeth.

The scumbag man said in a pampering tone, not afraid of dying, "Idiot, what? It's a desperate escape."

"Oh... okay, okay. Sorry, I really made a joke. I saw my friends and a few live streamers playing around. Can you teach me?"

The first step of flirting was to get along with the best. Praise him, worship him, praise him, and he fluttered in the wind. At the very end, he received a sweet critical hit, which he kept in his bag.

In the later stages, Luh Hsiao was about to collapse in front of the broadcast room. He hadn't done anything so interesting for a long time. He couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, but at the same time, he felt uneasy.

The uneasiness came from the sympathy of his fellow male compatriots.

He could feel the strength of the scumbag through the screen. His tone and decibels had improved a little. This kind of man was a sweet talker. He really did not know what the next sentence would be. "That... a girl like you must be careful on the continent. Is your profile picture your real person?"

Luh Hsiao's WeChat profile picture was taken by him in a side face photo, dressed in female clothing. It seemed that this scumbag must have been hooked by asking him this question. He hesitated for a moment.

So he covered his mouth and smiled shyly. "Oh my, this picture is really ugly. Don't click on it. I'm really ugly." Her tone was soft and bad, and her voice was seducing people.

An ordinary man's ears were filled with this kind of tone. Furthermore, the beauty of her profile picture involuntarily gave rise to a favorable impression. The scumbag man was indeed like this. Right now, he was fantasizing that the person opposite him was definitely a young junior with long breasts, long legs, and a thin waist.

The scumbag man's tone became even more ambiguous. "She's not ugly, she's very pretty. Let me ask you a question. Other than watching my live broadcast, what else do you like?"

Do you like watching your live broadcast? Luh Hsiao made a vomiting gesture and rubbed his chest.

His mouth was still the same. He had no choice but to suppress the disgust in his heart and continue. He closed his eyes. "I... I still like to sing. Oh right! Our school wants me to perform a song. Do you know that confessional iron ball?"

If I don't kill you, my surname isn't Lu!

The other party was clearly stunned. He only recovered after half a second. Helplessly, he said," That's a confessional balloon... "

Luh Hsiao silently cursed. "If I let you taste enough of Xian Er tonight, how boring would that be? I have to hang you more.

He swallowed the milk and did not wait for the scumbag to say anything else. He spoke in a hurried tone. "I'm sorry. I have some matters to attend to today. I'll call you again next time. It'll really be too late!"

After saying that, he stuck his index finger up and hung up. Only then did he feel at ease.