Gu Peihai was originally leisurely being a pretty face, occasionally glancing at the camera and the livestream room. When he noticed the change in topic, he immediately sat up straight.
He had just returned to the country and wasn't clear on what program his sister recently joined.
But regardless of the situation, these people clearly weren't coming with good intentions.
He had asked his sister for help, not to let her face these irresponsible online insults.
Just as Gu Peihai was about to speak, a small hand reached over and covered his mouth.
That small hand had just grabbed the skewers, now emitting a barbecue smell.
"Brother Pei Hai, you're not well, don't speak,"
Tuanzi, who stood up, had a mischievous glint in her eyes, "I'm a little assistant, you see, and now is the time for the assistant to step in."
