The audience was as excited as if they were celebrating the New Year. In fact, this kiss couldn't even be called a kiss, it was just four lips touching each other.
Jiang You has no worries in her heart, it is purely for business. If the audience does not buy the revised plot, a score lower than eight points will mean a failure. She does not want to work in vain.
The opposite reaction to hers was that of Yan Zhantian. She put her hand on his chest and could clearly feel his little deer bumping around.
The sudden and violent heartbeat, the instantly red skin, and the evasive eyes made him look a little too pure.
Has he never touched a woman before?
According to the conventions of romance novels, today's male protagonists really need to be clean physically and mentally. Anyone who has held hands with a woman is considered dirty and cannot be taken.
But most of the novels she entered were ancient romances. The male protagonist was like a stallion. Before the heroine, he was in love and philandering. The women he slept with were like the queen of the river. It was not until he met the heroine that he changed his ways.
Stop playing around.
In the past, when I met this kind of male protagonist, as long as I tortured him severely, I would get a passing grade no matter what.
If there are innocent male protagonists like this now, and there is no harm to the female protagonist, then they must not be abused. The most is to tease the other person, and see the other person's blushing, shameful and angry look. The audience also likes this scene very much...
After thinking about this, Jiang You suddenly lost a lot of happiness. How can teasing be compared to the cruelty of real swords and guns?
He wanted to complain to the system, but the system didn't respond. Jiang let go of Yan Zhantian, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Is the system on strike? Or is it short-circuited? Do high-tech products still have the problem of short-circuiting?
"You..." Yan Zhantian's tone was trembling, his eyes were struggling between confusion and clarity, and Jiang could see a hint of shyness in it.
"What's wrong with me?" Jiang You put one hand on his side and the other on his chest, condescending and charming, "Is the prince shy?"
Yan Zhantian had a tough mouth, and his sharp eyes that could drive away enemies on the battlefield were erratic at this moment, but he still insisted: "It's nonsense, how can I be shy! It's you who are too... too..."
Yan Zhantian was not good at words, and at this moment, she was even more clumsy and couldn't think of words to describe her bold behavior.
He has lived for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has had close contact with a woman. He is shy, nervous, and his brain is in a daze. He even forgot that he is very powerful in martial arts. She, a weak woman, cannot control him. At this moment, he is like a hand.
The weak scholar who had no power to restrain a chicken was snatched away by a female devil. He could not resist and could only do whatever he wanted.
Especially after seeing her laughing at his reaction, her eyes became obsessed again, forgetting what night it was.
The comments in the live broadcast room are becoming more and more explicit, as if there is no one they care about on the Internet. Some people who are not very good at driving are begging them to wear some clothes. Running naked can easily cause a 404 in the live broadcast room.
Jiang You also felt that if she continued like this, she would be warned by the live broadcast system. The content of her live broadcast was obviously very simple, but the audience's imagination was too good.
Jiang has never studied the live broadcast function. In the past, she gave the order and 09 executed it. Now that 09 cannot be contacted, she couldn't find the button to close the live broadcast, and her attention was unconsciously focused on finding the button to close the live broadcast.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhantian suddenly kissed her and peeled off her clothes with both hands, causing the live broadcast room to close with a black screen.
Jiang You: "..."
It's really simple, direct and crude.
After the live broadcast room was closed, Jiang pushed Yan Zhantian away and gave him a slap in the face. The applause was loud and clear.
Yan Zhantian was stunned and stared at her blankly. She obviously took the initiative first, so why did she hit him now? Is this considered a rejection?
There was a trace of grievance in Yan Zhantian's eyes, and his expression was very puzzled.