The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 312

[Unhappy being bitten by a dog: It doesn't matter, as long as you approve the holiday, I will go out flying over eaves and walls and climbing wires. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: Sure, roll as far as you can tomorrow, don't let us see. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: Don't let others see it, be careful. 】

[Unhappy being bitten by a dog: Don't worry, I know it well. 】

He Xiaopang: "..." You have a lot of farts, brother scavengers.

Another piece of news comes from Bu Yao.

[Unhappy with a toothache: Fat brother, I want to ask for leave tomorrow. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: what are you doing?Go on a date? 】

[Unhappy with a toothache: go butcher the dog. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm swollen: Do you need me to help you prepare a 50-meter sword overnight? 】

[Unhappy with a toothache: The knife has been sharpened, and I just need a word from you. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: Grant!It must be approved!Beat me to death, if you beat me to death, it's mine. 】

[I'm not happy when my tooth hurts: You think beautifully, even if you die, it's mine. 】

【I'm not fat, I'm bloated:...】

He Xiaopang was caught off guard by the sudden choking of dog food, but when he thought of someone climbing a tightrope and getting beaten, he smiled unkindly.

The next day, Bu Yao didn't get up until eleven o'clock. The weather in April was much warmer. She picked out a long-sleeved floral dress from the closet and put it on. She wore it with a beige knitted cardigan. A pair of small white shoes, seaweed-like long hair hanging down to the waist, and the ends of the hair were curled with a curling iron.

With her exquisite makeup, the whole person looks gentle and pleasant, very much like the young lady next door.

After smirking in the mirror, Bu Yao went downstairs with Dahei in her arms, and after grabbing a handful of cat food for him, she turned and went into the kitchen.

When Lu Yan came down, she saw her busy figure. The scallion and egg pancakes on the table exuded a tempting aroma, and she was just about to serve the porridge. Dahei, who had eaten cat food, was lazily nestling in the At her feet, there is a look of tranquility.

Seeing that Lu Yan thought about it, he sent a message to He Xiaopang.

[Unhappy being bitten by a dog: Fuck, I want to get married. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: Be good, you're already a big kid, it's time to learn how to get a certificate by yourself. 】

He Xiaopang finished replying the message in a daze, then suddenly remembered something, and added another sentence.

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: You think beautifully, Brother Bu may not want to marry you. 】

[Unhappy being bitten by a dog: Heh. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: You're useless, if you don't believe me, ask her now to see if she will hit you. 】

【Unhappy to be bitten by a dog: Sooner or later, I will tease her so that the deer bumps wildly, fusses, and catches her without a fight. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: If you have the guts, go now! 】

He Xiaopang rolled his eyes, threw the phone decisively, fell down and continued to sleep, too lazy to talk to such early-morning quarrelsome people.

Lu Yan took back her phone, and went to the kitchen to serve her a bowl consciously, and Bu Yao turned her head to look at him.

Today he was wearing a navy blue hoodie, a pure white loose jacket, a pair of black striped cropped slacks, and white sneakers on his feet, looking handsome.

It made her want to hit someone a little bit.

"Morning." He greeted lazily, picked up the porridge she had just served, and walked out.

"Morning." Bu Yao swept him around with a smirk, "You are dressed so coquettishly, where are you going to attract others?"

(End of this chapter)