Sweet and Soft Girl is Six Years Old: The Whole People Are Addicted To Raising Daughters - Chapter 421

Hearing the clamor, Chi Luoning exhaled slowly.

His hands tightly covered his slightly hot cheeks, and he felt dizzy.

“nervous?”

Qu Yitong slapped lightly on Chi Luoning’s back.

Chi Luoning shivered twice, saw who was coming, and said in a sullen voice, “There are so many audiences! Are you nervous, Yitong?”

Qu Yitong folded her legs, sat gracefully beside Chi Luoning, and said calmly, “Don’t be nervous, there are mentors taking the lead!”

Xu Zimian, who was sitting in the lounge, allowed the makeup artist to draw flowers on her face.

The camera of the live broadcast was facing Xu Zimian’s face, and the trembling eyelashes seduced the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Daughter’s skin is good! It’s nice to be young and full of collagen. 】

【Wow! Little Cotton’s costume is so luxurious! The clothing team is attentive. 】

[The makeup is also amazing, especially this lipstick, do any sisters know which color number it is from? I want to have the same style! 】

Xu Zimian just caught a glimpse of this barrage, blinked, and turned slightly to look at the makeup artist, “Sister, what shade is the lipstick?”

“Good, don’t move.”

The makeup artist’s sister held down Xu Zimian’s tumultuous little head.

Xu Zimian obediently said “Oh”.

The small expression of grievance successfully made the makeup artist’s sister laugh.

She stared intently at the Hua Dian on Xu Zimian’s forehead, holding a paintbrush in her hand, carefully sketching the golden flame.

She said softly: “It’s the color number 566 from M’s family. This color number is slightly orange. If it’s not suitable for orange friends, buy it carefully!”

[Click on an orange software now! Place your order quickly! 】

【Are you so fast? How long has it been since the official store’s 566 shades were sold out instantly? ! 】

[I heard a bit of orange, I hesitated for two minutes…]

[This ability to carry goods, isn’t the M family going to find Xiao Cotton to cooperate? 】

The 566 shades, which were sold out instantly, naturally caught the attention of the M family.

“Can you contact Xu Zimian to become a spokesperson?”

“How much is the endorsement fee estimated?”

The executive tapped the table twice, “Five million.”

“This… I’m afraid I can’t talk about it without eight million.”

Looking at the speed of sales of 566 color numbers, the executives made a decisive decision: “Fight for 8 million to negotiate, and the maximum can be 11 million.”

Xu Zimian, who was arranging her clothes, never expected that her simple conversation with the audience gave herself the opportunity to be endorsed by the M family.

As the time came to 7:30, the lights on the main stage gradually went out.

The audience held their breath as they watched the curtain slowly open.

The warm light illuminates the stage and illuminates the delicate set.

Xu Zimian, who was dressed like a blood palace, stood in the center of the stage.

In front of her is a long ladder, which seems to lead to the sky, but actually leads to hell.

Turning back slowly, in the clear eyes, the people of Yu Kingdom and the devastated earth are reflected.

The desolate background sound sounded, accompanied by sobbing cries, the eyes of the audience were sour for a while.

Through Xu Zimian’s slightly vicissitudes of eyes, Xia Xuan’s grief-stricken cry could be heard in their ears. They were there, witnessing the stormy Yuguo in front of the natural disaster.

“Lord Goddess, please.”

Pei Yan plays Lu Li, the high priest of the Yu Kingdom.

His complicated clothes were covered with brown and white feathers.

The temperament is high mountains and flowing water, people can’t help but be in awe.

Looking down at An Ling’s eyes, there seemed to be two vortexes lurking in them, wishing to involve An Ling in them.

He called “Goddess”, not “Princess”, as if to remind An Ling that you are the goddess of Yu Kingdom first, and the princess of Yu Kingdom second.

“No!” The queen played by Xia Xuan reached out her hand in despair.

At this time, she is no longer a high-ranking mother of a country, but an ordinary mother who wants her daughter to be safe.

Zhou Yehe played the Emperor Yu who dragged his queen.

With bloodshot eyes and blue veins on his hands, he is also forbearing!

That’s the baby princess he petted and grew up with!

After looking at her father and mother who loved her deeply, An Ling slightly raised the corners of her lips.

He opened his mouth to say something.

Hearing Lu Li’s reminder, he swallowed the words of farewell.

He glanced coldly at Lu Li, who lowered his eyebrows, “High Priest Lu Li, please pay attention to your duties.”

Even if you are a high priest, you must maintain absolute awe when facing the goddess!

“Yes.” Lu Li saluted respectfully.

The increasingly bent waist perfectly concealed the madness in his eyes.

An Ling finally glanced at her parents, lastly at the people who were kneeling on the ground piously, and finally at the devastated country.

Resolutely took a step forward.

The wind whistled past, rolling up her **** palace attire, like a swaying blood lotus, blooming in the air.

Seeing her daughter who died generously, the queen shouted desperately, “An Ling, come back quickly!”

Unable to bear the grief of losing her daughter, the queen closed her eyes and fainted in Emperor Yu’s arms.

Listening to the desperate cry of her mother, An Ling silently clenched her fists.

She didn’t dare to look back, she was afraid that when she turned around, the courage she mustered up would be dissipated in an instant.

The wind blowing, rolled up the overflowing tears.

Looking at An Ling’s bleak back, Lu Li slowly raised his head to catch the teardrop that was blowing in the wind.

He licked the pulp of his finger with tears, it turns out that the goddess’s tears are also salty!

The background music is getting more and more desolate, like the cold wind blowing through the dead branches and the wasteland, like the last flower withering.

The cries from the audience could be faintly heard.

They watched their beloved little princess stand on the altar and watched her being burned by fire.

The golden flame flowers between the eyebrows are getting brighter and brighter.

Their beloved little princess is gradually losing signs of life.

Suddenly, a pure white cat came out.

It’s An Ling’s little cat!

It climbed the ladder and jumped into An Ling’s embrace.

With a suspicious “meow”, enduring the pain of burning, her little paws tugged at An Ling’s hand.

Is An Ling angry that it is late?

Why don’t you reach out and hug it?

Mimi pulled An Ling’s clothes with her claws and buried herself in An Ling’s arms.

Forget it, who made An Ling his sweetheart?

Where An Ling is, it is there.

The fire burned for seven days and seven nights, until the sacrificial platform collapsed and the sky rained, and the fire was slowly extinguished.

Emperor Yu staggered towards the ruins.

Noticing the surrounding guards, with a wave of his hand, he weakly reprimanded: “Go away!”

He fell to the ground, moved away the ruins little by little, and found his beloved daughter.

His An Ling lay there with her face as usual, her hands slightly protecting Mimi in her arms.

Yuhuang stretched out his hand tremblingly, only touching a piece of ice.

He hugged his dead daughter tightly and cried out in grief, as if to tear the sky apart.

Until the curtain was slowly drawn, the audience suddenly came back to their senses.

Looking at each other’s red eyes, this scene is too good to cry!

The acting skills of four people and one cat are incredible! !