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Chapter 182 [Fire Extinguisher]
Lin Jing: "..."

Chen Jing didn't act as a microphone this time, but asked curiously: "What fire? What are you doing? How could there be fire?"

Jiang Zui was wearing earphones, sitting next to Chen Jing, only heard a few words, and turned his head: "Is it on fire?"

Sheng Kuan and Lin Jing didn't talk anymore through the phone.

There was a short silence in the training room for a second, and then Lin Jing heard Chen Jing's voice: "Hey, grand occasion, where are you going?"

There was no sound of pomp.

Lin Jing held the phone, blinked his eyes, and after a few seconds: "He's gone?"

"Yes, he went outside and was getting a drink from the refrigerator..." Chen Jing said.

Lin Jing snorted, licked his lips, and said, "Well, you guys play, I won't play for now, I ordered takeaway for you, and it will be here later."

After finishing speaking, she directly swiped the screen from the background to exit the game.

She was afraid that everyone would be in a hurry waiting for the takeaway, so she went to settle the bill first, and then poked into WeChat.

She looked at the grand occasion on the top of the screen, pursed her lower lip, and tapped in courageously. She stared at the screen in distress for a long time, and sent an emoji.

Xiaojing Sauce: [Fire Extinguisher]
The occasion did not respond.

Lin Jing continued to post.

Xiaojing sauce: [Fire Extinguisher] [Fire Extinguisher] [Fire Extinguisher]
Two seconds passed.

Xiaojing sauce: I don't know what you want to drink, so I ordered a portion of each of the ice powder poplar nectar for you.

Finally, there was a response at the top of the screen. Lin Jing watched "the other party is typing..." and waited for a while, seeing that the news of the grand occasion had not come, so he sent another emoticon pack very well.

Xiaojing Sauce: [Fire Extinguisher]
After sending, Lin Jing stared at the screen of the phone intently. This time, after "the other party is typing..." flashed, a message finally came in on the screen.

Miracle:.

"..."

Thank goodness, it finally made sense.

Lin Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that he was a bit like the kind of boyfriend who coaxed his girlfriend to play with his petty temper for no reason.

But this feeling does not make her feel very annoying, on the contrary, it is more relaxing.

Like a little chatterbox, she found various topics to chat with him.

Xiao Jingjiang: Did you play a training match with CEC in the afternoon?
Miracle: um
Xiao Jingjiang: I heard from Jiang Zui, you guys won?
Miracle: um
"..."

Through the screen, Lin Jing could feel the indifference of the grand occasion.

She tried her best to ignore his lukewarm attitude and continued to chat with him.

Xiao Jingjiang: How many games did you win?
Grand occasion didn't reply to her message again.

Lin Jing held his mobile phone and waited for a while, and he became a little impatient.

In normal times, if someone is so cold to her, she will appoint him to be colder than the other party.

Isn't her attitude of coaxing him obvious enough? He's still leaving her alone like this.

Lin Jing was also a little unhappy, she stared at the screen and remained silent for a while.

Xiaojing sauce: sleepy.

"The other party is typing..." appeared on the top of the screen. Before the news of the event came, Lin Jing continued to type two words.

Xiaojing sauce: I'm asleep.

After replying to the message, Lin Jing put the phone aside.

She is also sick.

People asked her to put out the fire, and she did.

In fact, one never even thought to talk to her properly.

Lin Jing wrapped himself in a quilt and turned over, feeling his liver hurt from anger.

After a while, her cell phone rang, but she didn't answer it. She didn't pick up the phone until Lan Tingting got impatient with the noise and asked her if she could mute it.

It was the call from the pomp.

Lin Jing hung up.

In the next second, her WeChat rang several times in a row.

Miracle: Tsk
Miracle: I have a big temper
Miracle: Who the hell is putting out the fire for whom?

Lin Jing's cell phone rang again. She really didn't want to answer the call from Shengquan, but thinking about it, she still moved her fingers to answer it.

She didn't speak, the grand situation fell silent for a while, and said in a calm voice: "Lin Jing, don't be mad at me all the time."

"I'm really upset. I've been unhappy for a fucking day."

Lin Jing was stunned for a moment: "...you, what are you upset about?"

The tone of the event was still not very good: "What do you say?"

Lin Jing opened his mouth, vaguely knowing, but not knowing.

"I'm jealous."

Sheng Kuan sighed, and said more bluntly: "I'm not upset about anything, I'm just jealous."

(End of this chapter)