Silence returned to the hall. The bright sunlight was divided into mottled fragments by the "iron windows". Perhaps the impact of "death" and "live broadcast" was too great. Without the urging of the electronic sound, the eight people present maintained a state of not moving unless the enemy moved.
Oliver Pei noticed that Li Ai even took out a makeup mirror and fixed her hair.
"After all, it's a live broadcast," Li Ai explained in a relaxed tone after noticing Oliver Pei's gaze, "Girls always love beauty."
"Aren't you afraid?" Oliver Pei found Li Ai very interesting, because judging from her facial expressions and actions, this girl was really not afraid.
"If being afraid is useful, I'm afraid," Li Ai closed the makeup mirror tightly. The bright red lipstick made her look mature and powerful. "Instead of caring about me, why not talk about chiffon."
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