In the middle of the livestream, a head sneaked in through the study door. Seeing Jiang Siming streaming, the person hesitated, then decided to retreat.
Jiang Siming noticed the person outside. It was Li Yingzi.
Normally, the women at home would never disturb him while he was working unless something had happened.
Seeing this, Jiang Siming could not be bothered to finish off the easy chicken in front of him. He quit the game directly.
"Wait a moment. My girlfriend needs me for something."
After saying that, Jiang Siming rose from his chair and left the study, closing the door behind him.
The viewers in the Live Stream Room all wore lecherous expressions.
"Got it, got it. His sister-in-law is asking for her allowance, huh?"
"We all understand. After all, Lin Yun'er is such a beauty. It's only natural that my Ming Shen couldn't hold back when she urged him."
"Just thinking that Ming Shen might already be defiling my goddess makes my heart ache terribly."
"Is his girlfriend urging him to 'get an injection'? Take a guess, everyone—how long will Ming Shen need?"
"I bet fifty cents. Ten seconds."
"You're looking down on my Ming Shen too much. With his physique, he'll need at least three minutes."
"A good physique doesn't mean that part is good. I've tried plenty of men with good physiques. Every damn one of them was a quick shot."
"Hey, could you come try me?"
Jiang Siming had no idea that these old perverts were discussing such things.
To be fair, the readers in his Qing Jiu little brother's book group discussed this sort of thing every day too. Sigh, they were all birds of a feather—cut from the same cloth. Tsk!
After leaving the study, Jiang Siming grabbed Li Yingzi, who was about to