The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 163 Reward a Little Red Flower
The room was so quiet that they could hear each other's frantic heartbeats.

With a creak, the door opened, and Fatty He started yelling before he came in: "Captain, the sand sculptures from the team next door asked us to make an appointment for a training match. That old bastard Chen Wanshui said we couldn't beat them, just kidding us every minute—"

Before he could say 'hammer them', He Xiaopang was stunned, with a look of being struck by lightning: "Damn it... are you so exciting at night?"

What responded to him were two unanimous "roll" and a slipper thrown by Lu Yan.

"I, I, I, I didn't see anything, so I'm leaving!" He Xiaopang closed the door with a bang, and ran to the first floor in one breath, wishing he could use a loudspeaker to shout: "Big news, comrades..."

In the room, Lu Yan coughed awkwardly: "Continue, where did you just say?"

Bu Yao was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. It was not good to be seen by someone with a big mouth like He Xiaopang. She had a hunch that within a minute, she would throw Lu Yan down. Spread the word throughout the base, and her superficial teammates wouldn't mind helping them organize another wedding!
"It's ok, you, do you want to make raw rice and cooked rice if you covet it?" Lu Yan lay flat on his body, and his upper body was in an instant, with a heroic appearance: "Come on, even if you get my man, you still have to do it. to my heart."

"Damn mentally retarded." Bu Yao rolled his eyes at him, got up from him dejectedly, and said with a blushing face, "Get up, I'll apply the medicine for you."

"Yeah." Lu Yan responded, sat up obediently, and handed her his hand.

His fingers are slender and well-proportioned, with well-defined joints, and his pink and tender nails are extraordinarily neatly trimmed. It's no wonder that a group of people on the Internet take screenshots of his hands for screensavers.

Thinking about it this way, Bu Yao suddenly felt that he was very profitable. Not only could he see his hand up close, but he could also touch it.

She first squeezed the ointment onto her fingertips, then grabbed a few of his fingers, and gently circled his wound with her index finger soaked in the medicine.

The girl squatted obediently in front of him, her long hair hanging down to her waist, the usual cunning and domineering was swept away, leaving only the tranquility and gentleness all over her body, her fingertips mixed with the coolness of the medicine and rubbed it over and over again. Lu Yan stared at her motionlessly at his tiger's mouth, feeling like being scratched by a cat in his heart, itchy and a little uncomfortable.

"Okay." She wiped her fingertips with a tissue, then looked up at him with a bright smile.

Suddenly, Lu Yan stretched out his hand to her.

Bu Yao blinked her eyes, looked at his approaching hand with a dazed expression, "What are you doing?"

"You lost one eyelash, it's very long." Lu Yan had already taken that eyelash off her eyelid while speaking, and dangled it in front of her eyes.

Bu Yao: "..."

What the hell is it long?I just thought you were praising me?

"Put the medicine here, remember to apply it. If it's okay, I'll get out first." After Bu Yao finished speaking, she picked up Dahei and was about to run away.

"and many more."

"What's the matter?" Bu Yao turned around helplessly, afraid that her mother would make something wrong with this matter.

I saw him sitting upright by the bed, with his hands behind his back, with a proud look of a young pioneer who was about to receive a big red flower, and said solemnly: "Shouldn't I be rewarded for applying medicine so well?"

Bu Yao: "..."

Damn mentally retarded, should she clap her hands and clap her hands, then wow Lu Yan, you are awesome, and reward her with a little red flower?

　[Today's Sao Comment: You hit the list, I hit the list, Lu Shen chased his wife to the crematorium. ——Big Brother Yuantao Haunted]

　　
　
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