039 “Living Together (1v1)h” Come and watch it together

The live broadcast that night was no surprise – it was all about Wen Jin.

Jiang Wan didn’t even dare to spit bubbles, for fear of being kissed on the head by Wen Jin again.

In just two hours of her live broadcast, she received nearly 100,000 in rewards, a number that she had never dreamed of before.

She spent the whole night typing to express her gratitude. Many fans asked her to say a few words, and even asked her to ask Ajin to say a few words.

Wen Jin was playing chess on the floor.

Jiang Wan still didn’t speak. After thanking her, she started to bite the banana peel.

The crunchy sound brings another kind of pleasure to the eardrums.

Four banana peels were placed on her table.

The barrage has not quieted down, but many fans are really listening attentively. They are all fans of Wen Jin and have never been exposed to this kind of thing, so they have a lot of questions.

Jiang Wan didn’t have much time to reply. She wasn’t typing very fast, so she occasionally missed the previous message. Before she could read the next message, another barrage rushed over.

She had no choice but to say, “Thank you.”

Who knows, when she heard her speak, fans all went crazy and kept asking:

[Where is Ajin?Is Ajin next to you?】

【Brother Jin!Brother Jin!Brother Jin!Is Brother Jin here?】

[Miss, I’m curious how you and Brother Jin met?Please reveal!】

[Are you really living together?】

Jiang Wan was almost overwhelmed. After the live broadcast, her back was covered with sweat.

When he came out, Wen Jin was still playing chess on the floor. The cold light from the refrigerator fell on him, illuminating his face without any emotion.

Jiang Wan looked at him quietly for a moment, then went to the balcony to collect her clothes.

When I passed by him, I poured a glass of water and put it in his hand before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

What she didn’t know was that after she left, Wen Jin’s eyes that had been focused on the chessboard slightly shifted for a moment and he looked up at her back.

After Jiang Wan took a shower and dried her hair, when she looked in the mirror, she found that her hair was longer and hanging on her shoulders.

She suddenly remembered her time in prison.

When I first entered the hospital, a very ugly woman poured soup on my face because I was too good-looking. Fortunately, the soup was not particularly hot and I was not injured. I was just covered in soup and water, which made me extremely embarrassed.

After she returned, she was reminded by the older sisters in her roommate that being too beautiful would attract attention here and she would be stared at.

Not a good thing.

Later, she shaved her head and stayed bare-faced all day long, not even daring to wash her face.

Later, he became so quiet that he no longer had any sense of presence, and life became easier, but his face became increasingly invisible, and his skin became sallow due to overwork and malnutrition.

It wasn’t until she was released from prison that she washed her face properly and applied skin care products. It took her half a year to take care of her face.

She doesn’t feel beautiful.

In the past, at school, the class belle received a bag of love letters, but she was the only one who received one love letter during the entire semester.

It was given by a bad student in the class.

She still remembers the anxiety and uneasiness she felt when she received the love letter. Now that she thinks about it, compared with what she has experienced, the ambiguity and restlessness of adolescence are too simple.

She wiped away the condensation on the mirror with her hands.

It’s like the memory of the past has been erased, leaving only a clean and clear memory.

After returning to the room, as expected, he saw Wen Jin on the bed again.

He was wearing only his underwear, had a cellphone in his hand, and had headphones on his ears.

Seeing her come in, he took off one of his earphones and said to her, “Come and watch together.”

Jiang Wan walked over in surprise, “What are you looking at?”

Wen Jin turned over the phone.

On the screen, a black cock was inserted into Yanhong’s hole, and a black man was fucking the fair and tender woman underneath with his waist raised.

Wen Jin asked, “Do you want to see this?”

Jiang Wan: “…”