The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 41 Don't You Need an Autograph?

"That, Great God, can you." Bu Yao tried her best to organize her words, trying to figure out how to express her feelings to him in an awkward and polite manner.

It's strange to say that at the critical moment, the usually full of flirting talk is completely forgotten.

God Lu, shall we break up?Bah, they never fell in love at all, did they?
God Lu, shall we break up with online dating?Bah, online dating doesn't even have a word, okay?
God Lu, our CP is disbanded, right?Bah, they didn't admit that they are CP with her, isn't this just pretending to be affectionate?
When Bu Yao was thinking about something, her eyes would involuntarily stare at a certain place, but in Lu Yan's eyes, she was looking at him expectantly, with a face full of hesitation and reluctance to speak, relying on him With many years of experience as an idol, she can see what she wants at a glance.

"Okay, no problem, of course." Lu Yan nodded, "Give me your hand."

"Huh?" Bu Yao was a little confused, she didn't say what she wanted to do, so Lu Shen understood?

Professional players even have a higher IQ than ordinary people?
She stretched out her hand in a daze, and then saw Lu Yan casually took out a black signature pen from her pocket, scribbled on her palm, and muttered : "Don't you just want an autograph? As for the hesitation, it depends on the relationship between the two of us. Let alone one, I will sign for you even ten."

etc!I don't want to sign!And, what is our relationship?Do I have a half-dime relationship with you?
Did he regard himself as a fan who wanted to sign an autograph?

Looking at the flamboyant artistic signature in the palm of her hand, Bu Yao just felt dumbfounded.

Lu Yan closed the cap of his pen, and said coldly: "Go back quickly if you want your autograph. Be careful on the road, it's quite cold."

And the villain in his heart had already blossomed with joy. Sure enough, he knew that no one could resist his charm!
And Bu Yao's inner OS at this time is: I don't forget to carry a signature pen with me when I go to the bathroom, God Lu, you are really coquettish.

She opened her mouth, and found that it was even more difficult to say those words after being disturbed by him, which always felt a little weird.

"Goodbye Lu Shen." She waved to him again, turned and left.

Lu Yan put the signature pen back into his pocket, and started to walk back along the main road. Before he had taken two steps, he noticed a twig flower lying quietly in the snow.

He recognized at a glance that it was the jewelry on Bu Yao's head. He was about to stop her, but found that she had long since disappeared. After thinking about it, I finally picked it up carefully and put it in my pocket together with the signature pen.

Standing in the cold wind, Chi Xiaonian was shivering from the cold, waiting for no one to come.

Just when she thought she was going to freeze to death like a little match girl on Christmas Eve, Bu Yao finally appeared.

"What's the matter with you, little brother, even if you're in the bathroom, it won't take so long, right? If you come a little later, I'll be frozen into an ice sculpture!" Chi Xiaonian babbled when he saw her.

"How many of them are there?" Bu Yao asked.

"It's too cold, so I let them go back first, how about I really love you?" Chi Xiaonian asked for credit with a smile.

"Yes, yes, in order to reward your love for me, how about I give you something nice?" Bu Yao winked at her mysteriously.

Chi Xiaonian's curiosity was instantly aroused, "What good thing?"

"Your Lushen's signature is guaranteed to be fake!" Bu Yao said, shaking his palm at her.

"Wow! Is it true?" Chi Xiaonian excitedly grabbed her hand, stroking it carefully with his slender fingers, as if he was stroking some rare item.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this smooth strokes, this sharp turning point, this chic finishing, I, Lu God, is worthy of being my Lu God, and I can write a signature so handsome!" Chi Xiaonian sighed, this miraculous look , put on a pair of sunglasses for her, and she will be able to read palms under the flyover.

"You can pull it down, hurry up and watch for a while, and I'll wash it when I go back to the dormitory." Bu Yao said helplessly.

"What? You still want to wash it off?" Chi Xiaonian screamed, grabbed her hand and put it in his arms: "I won't let you wash it off."

"This is my hand, sister." Bu Yao rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"That's not okay, at least I have to find a way to print it." Chi Xiaonian still held her arm and did not let go.

"Instead of printing it, I think it's better for you to take a photo and wash it out. You can take as many photos as you want, and look at them for as long as you want." Bu Yao kindly gave her advice in order to wash her hands.

Chi Xiaonian pondered for a moment, then finally nodded, "It makes sense!"

Bu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally fooled her.

"Hey, isn't that right?" Chi Xiaonian, who had just stopped for two seconds, uttered a strange cry again, "God Lu's signature is in your hand, so did he hold your little hand?"

"." Bu Yao seriously thought about it, "This, it seems that there is really no such thing."

At that time, I don’t remember it, okay?
Chi Xiaonian was immediately disappointed, "I wanted to interview the feeling of holding hands with the male god, but how did you meet him? Did you go to the men's restroom?"

"I said you are sick, right? Can't I meet him at the door of the bathroom?" Bu Yao rubbed her temples with a headache, only feeling that she often seemed out of place with Chi Xiaonian because she was not mentally retarded!
"That makes sense, then why did you ask God Lu for his autograph? Aren't you not a fan of God Lu?" Chi Xiaonian started a new round of questions.

"You think I want it, that's what he wrote on my hand, okay?" Bu Yao replied very tiredly.

"Wow, did God Lu take the initiative? Then where did he get the pen? Why didn't he let him sign on the clothes? Why?"

When Chi Xiaonian asked a question, a hundred ducks were not as noisy as her.

Bu Yao couldn't bear to cover her ears, only feeling a pain in the head.

"Chi Xiaonian, let me tell you, if you dare to ask another question, I will wash off Lu Yan's signature, immediately! Immediately!"

Chi Xiaonian was as quiet as a chicken for a moment, and after a few seconds he hummed softly: "Okay, okay, can't I stop asking?"

Bu Yao sighed tiredly, she was crazy to show Chi Xiaonian's signature, if she knew she should have washed it off before coming back!

By the way, it seems that it is not very good to wash the signature in the face of the God of Landing. Thinking of this, Bu Yao's sinister appearance that seems to be a smile that is not a smile automatically appears in Bu Yao's mind, and suddenly there is a chill down the spine.

Tsk. I just think that offending him is more terrifying than offending Chi Xiaonian!
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