The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 147 I'm Live Broadcasting
Bu Yao: "..."

Damn, this familiar feeling reminded her of the fear of being abused every time the ugly rejected him.

"What did I want to say just now?" Bu Yao blinked and looked at him innocently.

The man in front of him propped his chin on one hand, half-closed his long and narrow eyes, and his long eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids, like a lazy fox.

With a thought, Bu Yao felt that this was a good opportunity to counterattack.

Isn't it just teasing, who can't?

She put down the bowls and chopsticks, poked his chin with her hand, and deliberately pressed the obvious bruise, and said with a smile: "I remembered, I want to say that you are really beautiful, captain, the bruise on the chin Qingdu is more unique than ordinary people.”

"Hiss—" Lu Yan took a breath, slapped her hand off, gritted his teeth bitterly and said, "Don't let me know who hit it, or he will end up with this pair of chopsticks." Same!"

While speaking, he held both ends of the chopsticks with both hands, and exerted a sudden force——

Super good quality wooden chopsticks didn't even bend once.

Bu Yao: "..."

"Tsk, who bought these broken chopsticks? Next time, can you replace them with a pair of disposable ones?" Lu Yan threw away the pair of chopsticks with disgust on his face, took another porcelain bowl, and forced his respect: "Don't let I know who hit it, otherwise he would end up like this bowl."

Crack——the porcelain bowl was shattered to save face.

"Wow, captain, you are really good. You broke a bowl." Bu Yao smiled awkwardly and applauded, the bullet screen in her heart filled the screen.

What should I do, what should I do, if I take the initiative to admit my mistakes, I will be punished lightly, I think it is impossible to think about it, forget it, as long as I beat me to death, who knows...

He Xiaopang smiled but didn't smile: "Good job, the money for the bowl and chopsticks will be deducted from your salary."

Lu Yan: "..."

If you deduct the money, you can deduct the money. Why do you still say it, I don’t want to lose face?

Since it was the offseason, everyone was fine, and after the meal, the score was higher, the live broadcast was live, and Bu Yao brought Dahei to the training room to let him familiarize himself with the environment.

As a famous and powerful team, Team Win's training room is also extremely luxurious. In the middle of the training room is a long table with several computers placed side by side, and a row of luxurious gaming chairs next to the table.

There is a circle of sofas around the walls, and a sand table of the Canyon of Kings is placed in the corner.

After looking around for a week, Bu Yao resolutely lay down on the sofa and pretended to be dead.

Lu Yan opened the live broadcast room, glanced sideways at the person lying on the sofa, "New here, are you black?"

Bu Yao was stunned for two seconds before realizing that the 'newcomer' was talking about herself, and replied without thinking: "I'm full, I don't want to move."

Lu Yan: "..."

And the barrage in his live broadcast exploded.

[Ah, what's going on?Why did I hear Miss Sister's voice? 】

[Fuck shit, hubby, who were you talking to just now? 】

[Yaoshou, my husband won't start liking humans, will he? 】

[Why the river is so green, it's because Hero is washing his hair upstream. @美少女战Hero]

……

"I forgot to tell you just now, I'm broadcasting live." After Lu Yan finished speaking, he stared at her leisurely, waiting to see her wonderful expression.

"Damn it?" Bu Yao sat up from the sofa suddenly, and quickly covered her mouth after reacting, her mind was full of: Fuck, he was broadcasting live just now?So what did my first sonic boom say?Stuffed up and don't want to move?

(End of this chapter)