Sister Zhou, You Can Warm Brother Dao's Bed.

As Brother Dao's voice echoed in the live stream, the entire chat room was thoroughly confused.

"What on earth is going on here?"

"Talking Tom?"

"Haha, I wonder if this Talking Tom is the one my daughter plays with."

"I can't stop laughing! Haha! This is too funny! My stomach hurts!"

"I'm so angry! I threw my daughter's Talking Tom in frustration!"

"Upstairs is fierce! Upstairs is mighty!"

"Um... I'm kneeling at the keyboard now. My wife said if I'm well-behaved, she will forgive me."

"Haha, you really cracked me up, upstairs!"

"Man, I thought the paper doll could never come to life. It scared me to death!"

"Awesome! Brother Dao knows how to do a live stream!"

"That's right! Brother Dao must have made a fortune with this wave of gifts!"

"Haha, this is so hilarious! Is Brother Dao committing fraud?"

"D*mn it! I also sent several supercars! Give me back my food money!"