LOL: I really don't want to go back and inherit the family property

Chapter 39 Who is the next training opponent?
"Anyway, I've already come here anyway, can you take some time to have dinner with me in the evening?" Zhao Enjing raised her legs, her pretty face full of anticipation.

Lin Qiguang nodded: "Naturally, but I still have to participate in the afternoon training normally, Nuna you"

"It's okay, you can go to work first, I'll open a room for myself later." Zhao Enjing waved her hand, signaling Lin Qiguang to leave her alone.

"Obviously you feel it too, obviously your heart is also moving"

"When do you want to wink and see?"

"Speak your heart, stop pretending you don't know"

"Just follow your heart"

"Hold my hand now"

"."

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Lin Qiguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly moved away from the bed, "Nuna, wait a moment, I'll answer the phone."

Pushing open the door and looking at the phone screen, Lin Qiguang was taken aback.

"Knowing?"

"Ahh-!"

Li Zhien, who was far away in Seoul, sneezed inexplicably, which shocked Pei Jingshu who was pickling kimchi.

"Really, I said it's autumn now, so you must cover yourself with a quilt at night. Don't be careful when you sneeze, what should you do if you pollute the kimchi?"

Faced with his mother's nagging, Li Zhien got up consciously and walked back to his room. At this time, the phone call was finally connected.

"Hello? Thank you."

For some reason, although Li Zhien was one year older than Zhao Enjing, Lin Qiguang never called her "Nuna".

"Yeah, it's me." Li Zhien cleared his throat and questioned, "Why didn't you reply after receiving the message for so long, is it just a taste of kimchi, is it so hard to imagine?"

"Does it taste like kimchi? It's fine, as long as it's made by you."

"Well, let's make it sweeter. But let me remind you in advance that the kimchi is just incidental to you. Don't think that I made it for you specially, you know?"

"Well, as long as you are happy."

"Why do you suddenly feel that your tone is so yin and yang?"

"Nothing, it is a great honor to have South Korea's first female solo and national singer Li Zhien make kimchi for me, I am so happy that I am speechless now!"

"You'd better say that when you see me." There seemed to be a sound of something being crushed on the other side of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qiguang muted the phone, put it away, opened the door and went back to the room.

On the same bed, Zhao Enjing fell asleep curled up at some point, and the coat that she had taken off by herself just slumped at the side of the bed.

"Are you so sleepy?"

Well, catching a plane from Seoul to San Francisco is always a bit of a jet lag.

Lin Qiguang came to the bed, reached into her neck and legs, gently hugged Zhao Enjing, put her in a comfortable sleeping position, and then covered her with a thin quilt.

Perhaps the movement in the middle was a bit louder, Zhao Enjing opened a gap in a daze, "Um... sorry, I fell asleep accidentally."

"It's okay, let's sleep here for a while, and I'll call you after the training match in the afternoon."

"Then it's done. Tonight. We agreed to have dinner together. We can't go back on our word."

Zhao Enjing's words became more and more unclear, her voice gradually lowered, and finally her breathing became even, and she completely fell asleep.

After tucking in the quilt for her, Lin Qiguang hesitated for a while but chose to get up, carefully opened and closed the door, and walked towards the training room.

After the door was closed, Zhao Enjing slowly opened her eyes again.

The ringtone of the mobile phone just now was so appropriate, but she didn't have the courage to hold his hand firmly.

Pulling up the corner of the quilt to cover her whole body, the faint hormonal breath mixed with the scent of shower gel lingered at the tip of her nose. She liked this smell, but it was a pity that this was just the bed and quilt he had slept on, not his embrace.
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Back in the training room, I found that the players were already playing a training game.

"Who is today's opponent?" Lin Qiguang approached curiously and saw that the game's head score on Little Peanut's screen was an exaggerated 21 to 5.

"SKT?" Nofe didn't need to remind him, he recognized the opponent in the training room just by looking at the game ID.

"Tsk tsk tsk why is SKT so aggressive all of a sudden?"

Since the start of the 6.18 World Championship version of the training match, the Tigers have always had a high winning rate in the training match. Even in the losing rounds, it is rare for them to fall behind in the early 20 minutes.

Lin Qiguang looked at the scoreboard, Guigui, Faker Syndra's data in the middle lane is actually a terrifying 11-2-7!

At this time, Kuro finally couldn't help complaining: "This is not a game, it's simply Rank! The guy on the other side doesn't know what's going on, he frantically asks me to exchange blood and fight for operations like he has eaten gunpowder, he is not afraid of me fighting Is it wild?"

"Assi, I can't play this training game!" Kuro complained, turned his head and made eye contact with Nofe, then turned his head and typed "GG" on the public screen, and then quit the game.

Taking off the earphones, Peanut put his arms around Kuro's shoulders, and comforted him: "Brother Ruixing, don't be angry, you have to understand the power of anger that a broken-hearted man can erupt, today's Faker player obviously used you as a punching bag. "

"Broken love? Faker lost love? What kind of love did he lose?"

Everyone in the training room was also very puzzled, and they all stared at Little Peanut seriously, without hiding the gossip expression on their faces.

Little Peanut said with an innocent face: "Why are you all looking at me? Don't any of you pay attention to the lace news of the World Championship?"

Then Peanut exited the game, cut out of Twitter, and a tweet appeared on the screen. The publisher was a North American e-sports self-media.

The content of the tweet is: Mr. Guang and Miss Guang dating San Francisco?
A photo was attached to the tweet, and everyone immediately recognized the male lead in it as Lin Qiguang beside them, and the female lead was also very recognizable—the former LCK goddess Zhao Enjing.

But the most eye-catching thing about this tweet is the rapid increase in comments below. Except for some serious discussions, almost all LOL players are @an account: SKT Faker.

Everyone looked at Lin Qiguang in unison, Lin Qiguang Xiaoxiong spread his hands, speechless.

On the other side of the SKT training room, winning the training match against ROX did not bring much joy to Faker. After drinking a large bottle of water, he only heard the call of the big devil from the training room:
"Who is the next opponent in the training match?"

(End of this chapter)