Chapter 892 Tsundere Is Always a Bit Sweet! 26

And at this moment, the top floor of the Mu's Building.

Mu Qi had just returned from a meeting and asked the secretary to go out. He had just finished arguing with the two stubborn old men on the board of directors. He tugged at his neckline casually. The rights have been taken back, but even so, the boring atmosphere is still lingering around.

There were still several documents to be processed on the desktop, and Mu Qi flipped through them casually, his dark eyes were dark, and finally he raised his hand and pressed his temple.

Open the phone backhand.

Immediately afterwards, a message popped up on the phone screen.

'The blogger 'Ciice' you follow is now live broadcasting, friends, come and watch~'

Mu Qi paused for a moment, then remembered that he had followed this little girl's home page a few days ago.

You and Zuo don't want to read the documents now, and as the boss, no one cares whether he is lazy or not, so Mu Qi clicked on Jingxun's website, and then clicked into Chu Ci's live broadcast room.

It is already around 10:15, and the little girl has obviously been broadcasting for a while, looking at the dazzling barrage in front of her eyes, Mu frowned, and set the barrage to half, and this is how the little girl can see clearly something.

It was the kitchen of Chu Ci's house that I had just seen in the morning.

The name of the live broadcast room is "Master Ci's Food Rollover Tour", which matches this person's attributes very well.

Her voice was subtly different from the previous direct conversation through the electronic device.

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

Originally, I planned to turn it off just to look at it, but now Mu Qi has changed his mind. He put the phone aside, turned on the computer, found Jingxun’s website, opened the website, logged in to his account, and clicked on Chu Ci’s live broadcast room. All the actions were done in one go. .

Then the little girl's voice rang out in the quiet office, and Mu Qi looked at it with raised eyebrows.

The little girl has obviously finished answering the questions in the barrage, and is preparing to make today's snacks.

To make relatively simple popcorn, all kinds of ingredients have been put into the pot at this moment, and she is frying them bit by bit. All the things are placed in strict accordance with the instructions. A small handful of corn starts to be cooked one by one. When it pops, put the lid on the pot.

After accomplishing this step, the little girl seemed to be relieved at last, she put the lid on the pot and stood beside her waiting.

Listening to the figure of the crackling popcorn popping out, the transparent pot cover can see that the golden yellow corn suddenly popped into white rice crackers.

Chu Ci hadn't had time to reply to the question in the barrage just now, and then saw the barrage suddenly exploded.

‘Ahhhhh, young master, you are about to overturn again! ! Shake the pot! Shake the pot! ! '

‘Little Highness, I’m going to be confused! ! You can't get rid of the fate of making anything messy for the first time! ! '

'Hurry up, it's getting burnt! ! '

'The blogger's live broadcast is well-deserved, hurry up, I'm so anxious! '

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