The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 901 You Didn't Even Propose Marriage
Mother Lu: "..." What should I use to fill you up, my black hole in the game.

"No need to save." She tapped his finger on the screen and returned to the main interface of the game. "The gold coins obtained in the game can only be used to buy equipment, not heroes."

Father Lu took a look at his gold coins, and sure enough, there was not much change. He saved the whole round of money for nothing.

Even after killing Lu Yan, he didn't expect that he, the boss of a listed company, had nothing in the game. He was so poor that he couldn't even afford a hero who could form a CP with his wife.

Lu's father was autistic, and collapsed to the side with a frustrated expression on his face, silent.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Lu's mother pulled his face, and said a little funny: "At worst, you still play Arthur, and I play my second strongest hero, Angela."

"Are the two of them CP?" Papa Lu's voice was muffled, apparently obsessed with things like CP.

Mother Lu could only smile and nod, "It's CP, but there is no couple outfit."

Lu's father let out an 'oh', feeling a little regretful.

He was about to ask 'how much money to invest in a couple outfit' when he received a warning look from Lu's mother, "Don't invest money, or I won't play with you."

Father Lu: "..." How do you know.

He himself is not very interested in games, but he just wants to play with her because he sees Lu's mother chasing the trend so much.

Even wandering around blindly behind her is fun.

As for preventing her from secretly teasing the young lady, it was all a lie. He didn't have much free time, and he just wanted to have more conversations with her and make her happy.

After all, his wife is so pretty, if someone snatches her away, he has no place to cry.

So, Lu Yan and Bu Yao played with them all afternoon, were stuffed with dog food all afternoon, and were full without a few mouthfuls of dinner.

Before Lu's mother had time to chase her away, Lu Yan had already greeted her and pulled Bu Yao out.

There was light snow in the dark sky. Just like the day they first met, Lu Yan took her hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket. As soon as he opened his mouth, he exhaled a cloud of white air, "Is it cold? I need to go back again." Add some clothes?"

Bu Yao had already been forced into a down jacket by him before going out, and the large knitted scarf covered most of her face, only revealing a pair of smart eyes.

She shook her head with some difficulty, her dark eyes were full of excitement, "Where are we going?"

"Take a walk." Lu Yan said casually.

For a moment, Bu Yao felt that her boyfriend might be out of his mind, walking in the snow in such a cold day.

She herself is also poisonous, and she actually followed him for a walk in the snow.

As the sky darkened little by little, the lights of every household turned on one by one, and the little stars gathered into the sea, forming a strange new world, warm and romantic.

Lu Yan brought her to one of the busiest Christmas decoration streets in San Francisco. In addition to the house decorations of each household, you can also see window shows with different themes in the mall every year, and tens of thousands of LED lights on the square. Bright huge Christmas tree.

The church in the community will also organize Christmas "Carols", and the choir sings Christmas carols in unison in front of the believers' homes. Out of interest, Lu Yan and Bu Yao also joined the team of "Carols" and sang along for a few days. After leaving home, he slipped away.

The two walked all the way to Jiuquhua Street, known as the most crooked street in the world. Eight bends were specially built in the last century to ease the busy traffic, but it unexpectedly became a beautiful landscape.

The street is a slope, and the road winds up in a 'Z' shape. Flowers and trees are planted all over the street. Hydrangeas in spring, roses in summer and chrysanthemums in autumn decorate the whole street with colorful flowers.

It's a pity that it's winter now, and Bu Yao can't enjoy the magnificent scenery of flowers, and the whole street is covered with white snow, like a maze.

As if seeing her regret, Lu Yan raised his hand and rubbed her head, "If you want to see it, we will come back in summer."

Bu Yao nodded, and walked up the sidewalk hand in hand with him.

As they walked, Lu Yan hummed a song, and suddenly let go of her hand, and instead held her arm, like walking on a red carpet.

And the song Bu Yao he hummed was also very familiar, it was "Wedding March".

They walked all the way, he hummed all the way, until he reached the highest point of Jiuquhua Street, he asked her with a smile, "Now, can I kiss my bride?"

Bu Yao's face was flushed with shame, but she still raised her head and closed her eyes.

When the warm breath was intertwined, the bell struck midnight, and they kissed amidst the echoing bell.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Lu." Bu Yao said softly.

Lu Yan smiled, his pale eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he said helplessly, "What should I do, I don't want to wish you a Merry Christmas."

Bu Yao: "???"

Lu Yan: "I just want you to have today every year, and today every year."

Every Christmas in the future, and every anniversary of the encounter, he must be with him.

The people who announced the good news had changed from a small group at the beginning to a large group, and the lively atmosphere continued to ferment, but Lu Yan didn't plan to stay outside with her for too long.

After all, someone's promise has not been fulfilled.

Bu Yao didn't perceive someone's evil thoughts at all, and was still teasing him with a smile on the way back, "What song were you humming just now? It's so out of tune that I didn't even hear a word."

"'Wedding March'." Lu Yan pinched the back of her hand and smiled triumphantly, "We have already walked the red carpet to hold a wedding, and we just need to get a certificate."

"I can't see that you are so eager to marry me?" Bu Yao's face was full of jokes.

"That's not true." Lu Yan answered fluently, "Let's have a good time first."

Bu Yao: "You're not wearing a wedding dress, this time it doesn't count!"

Lu Yan: "Next time it's your turn to wear it."

Bu Yao: "You didn't even ask for marriage!"

Lu Yan: "So when are you going to propose to me all over the Internet?"

Bu Yao: "..." Excuse me?How about some face?

Why did she even have to do such a shameful thing as a marriage proposal?She refuses to accept it!

The two quarreled all the way from Jiuquhua Street to the door of the house. Bu Yao asked him with a face of disbelief, "If I am in charge of proposing, why are you in charge?"

Lu Yan picked her up and carried her on his shoulders, shamelessly said: "Please #爱."

Bu Yao: "..." My mother...

What's even more coquettish is that just as Lu Yan was about to take the key to open the door, he saw a note pasted on the door, which said in flamboyant fonts: You are so coquettish, please carry your wardrobe and go to the hotel.

You can tell it's Mama Lu's masterpiece at a glance.

There was even a thoughtful place for his small suitcase at the door.

Lu Yan: "..." Damn...

(End of this chapter)