Kneel to Me

[The product of Fanxing Group is so hard-core this time, she should not be able to find out the truth]

[If she can find out, that's really awesome! 】

[Am I the only one who thinks Song Juyao is cold-blooded? Liquan is dead, she can still analyze so calmly, she is not sad at all]

[Sad your mother is sad, your mother is dead, you go to be sad, what variety show are you watching here]

[There is no need to save them if they are really cold-blooded, OK? 】

[The bar will only be late and will not be absent]

The staff of the Survival Island Paradise project team also raised their ears and stared at the screen to see what Song Juyao had to say.

Others thought along Song Juyao's line of thought, and thought it made sense, and at the same time they diverged their thinking.

"What you mean is that Fanxing Group is indeed conducting variety shows and doing damn live broadcasts, but in order to pay in direct proportion to what they get, this live broadcast will definitely bring them more benefits than trouble." Listan forehead Blue veins bào.

Evans: "Is this a live broadcast on the dark web?"

"A bloody hunting game for some rich people?"

"It's boring to watch ordinary people, but it's more interesting to watch us celebrities?"

"It's too much, how can you do this!"

"To waste people's lives and disregard the law, what a black-hearted group!"

They already had all sorts of terrifying possibilities in their heads, and the more they thought about it, the more likely they became, and the more they swore it.

Song Juyao listened silently, as if being guided by them, did not speak, but occasionally lowered his eyes and drank the hot tea in the cup gracefully.

Survival Island Paradise Project Team: The group's reputation was badly hurt.

Viewers: If it weren't for us or the people watching the live broadcast, I would have almost believed your analysis. ...hahahahahaha so fucking funny!

Listain stood up in anger, and frantically pointed his middle finger in all directions, silently scolding the deranged audience who might be watching them running and laughing.

Survival Island Paradise Project Team: ………………

Audience: ...Thanks, I was compared. Hahahahahaha so fucking fun! !

Everyone else was looking at Listan's anger with his middle finger, but Jiang Baiqi's eyes went beyond Listam and fell on Song Juyao who was drinking tea behind him. The girl was as quiet as a virgin and moved like a rabbit, drinking tea. Beautiful as a painting.

They set up a variety of clothes in the closet of the base. At this time, almost all the guests have changed into the most comfortable and casual clothes. Only she and Evans are still wearing jackets and trousers that are most suitable for survival in the wild. clothing.

The thigh pendant of Evans' sister, who has no use for farting other than watching the fire and shouting 666, must have obeyed her sister's words, that is to say, she is still vigilant, in other people's already warm lights, food and soft When the sofa corrodes.

In her mind, there must be another guess about their current situation, but she didn't say it.

Jiang Baiqi covered his mouth, full of curiosity, his gray eyes stared at Song Juyao motionless, when the camera was accidentally blocked, he subconsciously looked back.

Then he seemed to find out what he was doing, and he was stunned for a moment, a little annoyed. At this time, an email delivery notification came from the computer. This special email delivery sound was set up to be able to see the information of Princess Tulong at the first time. He was always very happy when he heard this ringtone before, but at this moment he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

After hesitating for a while, she opened it, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was her agent who sent him a sample of the new book.

He felt like an empathetic scumbag. Mingming... Mingming's email exchanges with her before were so pleasant.

...

Even with a soft bed, this night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

There are too many things in their minds, and they are disturbing.

Song Juyao just came out after washing his face, when he heard a knock on the door, he opened the door.

Li Xin was holding a glass of milk, her expression unnatural and expectant, "Ju Yao."

[I'm starting to get embarrassed]

【It's your mother, if you can talk about it, it would be good.】

【What to say? Aren't the facts right in front of you? The Wen family only needs Wen Zhu to pity, Song Juyao was dissed before, and none of them have spoken out to defend her]

[But Wen Zhulian has raised her for so many years, and her relationship will be broken wherever she says...]

When Song Juyao saw Li Xin, he was slightly taken aback: "Ms. Li."

Hearing Song Juyao calling her so, Li Xin felt very complicated, but she was not qualified to ask for anything.

"I thought you didn't sleep to bring you a glass of milk, it's better to sleep. It's been hard these days." Li Xin said with a slightly reluctant smile.

Song Juyao took the milk and said politely, "Thank you, you have worked hard too."

Song Juyao's posture seemed to be over, and they could go back to their respective houses, but Li Xin seemed to want to talk to her, hesitated, and then said, "Juyao, we didn't know you were so good-looking before. I thought you were having a bad time, so Zhuzhu always wanted us to bring you back, she... Although she is not your sister, she has a good heart."

Song Juyao understood what Li Xin meant, so it was, knowing that now they might have to rely on Song Juyao to have a way out, but they were afraid that Song Juyao would take the opportunity to take revenge on Wen Zhulian, or take care of Wen Zhulian less, so she specifically interceded. of.