The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 915 He missed love
[: 涐閅寔饄, sweet 椡 sorrow:: Moth thinks about fishing 唲 洅 亇 lotus pond ~ only 沩 and ㄚò ひ 垨 waiting for the bright white moonlight ~]

Lu Yan smiled charmingly, for example, the lyrics of the bad street can't trouble him!

[: 藸藸童 ㄋ super happy:: 蝣忄孓㈣ Jihe 埖铁繎稥～wait for the water to be in the middle of the water～]

Some people began to sing love songs while chatting.

【: 涐閅寔饄, sweet 椡 sad:: ā～Mother Ζī～】

【: 蒗藸针ㄋ super happy: à ha~】

【:涐閅鯔饄、甜椡愡感：You will be not get heart～】

Lu Yan: "..." I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that his English has a taste of the Northeast...

Bu Yao sat beside them aggrievedly, peeking at them from the corner of her eye from time to time, and saw the two flamboyant men next to each other holding a mobile phone, chatting more and more happily, and the corners of their lips would move from time to time while typing with their fingers. Rising, it looks like meeting love.

Her fingers unconsciously twirled a strand of hair in her hand, thinking she might have to dye it green sometime.

How could Freestyle, a slut, come from the RMB team? His MB team is almost the same!
Lu Yan and him fought from Phoenix Legend to Jiuyue Miracle, from Jiuyue Miracle to Chopsticks Brothers, and fought until the end of the opening ceremony without fighting to the death.

Seeing that the game was about to end, Lu Yan could only cut off the conversation and chose to fight again in the future.

[: 贝藸童ㄋ super happy: Interesting little thing, you managed to attract my attention, don't leave after the World Championship, see you at KTV. 】

Freestyle's fingertips paused when he replied to the message, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he read the message several times, almost jumping out of his seat with excitement, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It turns out that hard work really does miracles!God Lu, is he... asking me out?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!I still love him even knowing he is a dead non-mainstream!Who hasn't been young and frivolous yet!

In order to avoid being seen as a monkey by the people around him, Freestyle resisted the urge to jump up and hug Lu Shen for a circle, and returned a message to him with a blushing face.

[: I'm so sad, I'm so sad: Well, whoever doesn't go has grandson! 】

His original intention was to express his determination to go to the appointment, but in Lu Yan's eyes, it became a naked provocation. Lu Yan snorted coldly, thinking that he would let you dance for two days before I took out my "Dancing Girl Tears" ” and “Horse Pole” and many other famous songs will scare you to death!
"Dancing Girl Tears" and "Horse Pole" are not enough. He also has "Love Trading" and "Can't Be Hurt". He has never lost in terms of soil!

While standing up, Bu Yao accidentally glanced at Lu Yan's screen, and then she saw... some people are straight on the surface, but they even change their couple screen names with other men behind their backs?
The same non-mainstream Martian ID is the proof!

Bu Yao let out a cold snort, took out her phone and changed her WeChat ID to: Gong Qiao Cai Chao Xing...

After the modification, she habitually opened the message receiving interface to eliminate the red dot, and then saw the message from the team group burst...

[Nicholas Blast: Is anyone there?Send me a piece of paper? 】

[Nicholas · Bursting: @: 贝藸童ㄋ超快乐@我不是胖我是吧@是Life is not Laifu@薇菜不负食】

[Nicholas·Burst: @立捯苩菜超纱兴]

Maybe it was because there was no response after waiting too long, he even frantically clicked Bu Yao, and complained about their non-mainstream online names.

[Nicholas Blast: What do you two get for this screen name?Lu Sansui and Bu Wusui have finally grown up, puberty has come? 】

It's a pity that when he sent the message, Lu Yan was busy soloing with Freestyle, Bu Yao was watching them sulking, and Jiang Jiang and Lai Fu were holding hands when the camera couldn't see them.

Cai Cai was busy chatting with Buyan, and instead of covering her face and bowing her head when the camera was photographed, she smiled shyly at the camera. The opening ceremony was broadcast live on the whole network. Seeing himself online, the tips of his ears couldn't help turning red...

And He Xiaopang was even more arrogant. He didn't think it was enough to quarrel with Chen Wanshui through the network cable, so he took his plastic sword and went to the Diamond team to quarrel, and he was not afraid of being beaten by a few people.

An hour has passed, and the explosive mother-fetal solo crack who was trapped in the bathroom felt full of malice from this world, and couldn't help but send another message to refresh his presence.

[Nicholas Blast: My feet are numb...]

Still no answer.

Bursting and crying, that day he conquered the constipation that had plagued him for many years, but lost to Xinxin.

Because of this late roll of toilet paper, he and his love just passed by.

Seeing his news, Lu Yan and Bu Yao let out dumbbell-like laughter in the stadium. They lay on each other's shoulders and twitched crazily for 3 minutes before covering their aching stomachs and supporting each other like old couples To feed the burst.

Of course, Lu Yan went in, and Bu Yao waited outside.

Bu Yao seemed to be fighting with a yellow-haired man today. Just after getting rid of Freestyle, he saw another yellow-haired man with his hands in his pockets, walking carelessly towards the bathroom.

And she still knows this yellow hair, he is the president of the Black Meat Support Club, Bu Yao's number one fanatic fan, Brother Tuhao.

As soon as Lin Miao saw that she didn't come over in the last two steps, she jumped in front of her like a rabbit with her legs together, and said with a smile, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Bu Yao was really surprised, "Why are you here?"

While talking, she also looked behind him, for fear that this fanatical fan would bring a group of fans to surround him.

At that moment, Bu Yao remembered the fear of being blocked by him at the entrance of the venue last time to deliver broccoli and spicy sticks.

"Don't worry about it, I didn't bring anyone here this time." Lin Miao saw through her thoughts at a glance, and said with some contempt: "Do I seem to be the kind of person who can play the same routine twice? "

"No." Bu Yao shook her head, and said indifferently: "Maybe your routine is even more outrageous than last time, I want to take precautions in advance."

Lin Miao: "..." Well, I understand, so I am this kind of person in your eyes!

He gave Bu Yao a blank look, and said with a helpless smile: "It's really a chance encounter this time, can't I come here to do something other than support you?"

Bu Yao: "For example?"

Lin Miao fluffed her hair flirtatiously, sculpted in front of her, blinked and said, "Like being a substitute for a professional player..."

Bu Yao was stunned for five seconds, and the last one couldn't help laughing.

It wasn't that she was maliciously mocking others, but that Brother Tuhao's skills were on the level of a professional player...it was really unflattering.

(End of this chapter)