my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 221 Standing on the same podium to accept the fans' carnival

Jiang Huaichu, who didn't want to be bloody, broke the killing ring.

This wave of scuffle solved six people back and forth, and there were four more people in the arena, and half of the safe zone was down the opposite slope, and the remaining four people were very likely to be there.

Before they had time to verify this conjecture, there was a fight on the other side of the hillside, and there were a lot of gunshots.

[80 is expected to be paid back! ! !Duck! ! ! 】

[I pressed a thousand anchors not to eat chicken! ! !Anchor, you have to live up to it, QAQ, you must not eat chicken! ! 】

[Go and help Xishen win 80 back on the first day of the new year! ! ! 】

……

No matter how hot the barrage was, Jiang Huaichu's side was not affected at all.

Wen Fengxi said: "You left and right, outflank."

Jiang Huaichu hesitated: "What if I haven't called QAQ before?"

Wen Fengxi gritted his teeth: "If you don't go online, you will shrink the poison. Do you want to die poisoned in the circle now or be beaten to death later."

Jiang Huaichu immediately got up from the ground: "Wait for me, wait for me to come."

The two rushed over with their guns in hand.

The casualties on the opposite side were also heavy, one fell down and the other died, and his teammates were still helping him.

Wen Feng breathed three times, five times and two times to kill the two people, and then said concisely: "The queen of the tree."

Jiang Huai understood what he meant at the beginning, and shot instantly when the man behind the tree aimed his gun at her.

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"winnerwinnerchickendinner" (winnerwinnerchickendinner)
At the same time, the lottery of the guessing game was also drawn, and the side that suppressed the anchor's non-eating chicken lost all his money, and the bullet screen was full of wailing.

Jiang Huai Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly asked, "Has your money arrived? How much have you won?"

Wen Fengxi said: "We have won quite a lot."

In fact, the winning part didn't even have a fraction of what he pressed out, but seeing Jiang Huaichu's nervous appearance still didn't pierce her interest.

Jiang Huaichu said angrily: "You are not allowed to guess these things in the future! Your money is my money! My heart aches!"

In fact, Wen Fengxi didn't mind Jiang Huaichu eating him to death at all, he even liked the way Jiang Huaichu treated him fiercely.

Because of Wen's father and mother's work, they seldom take him with him. He basically lived in the school when he was in junior high school, and rarely went back after he passed the high school entrance examination.

He really likes Jianghuaichu, so much that he can't help but start looking forward to their future.

Jiang Huaichu is now trying to get close to him, wanting to fight side by side with him.

They might win an award together and stand on the same podium to be wowed by fans.

They might retire together, finally out of esports, and presumably have a child in the future.

Everything in his future is closely related to Jianghuaichu, inseparable.

Wen Fengxi smiled, looking at the little girl with her teeth and claws in front of the mobile phone screen, she unconsciously softened her expression: "Okay, it's all yours."

……

The last time I heard Feng Xi said that he took Xixi to the DFG base to raise him, Jiang Huaichu was afraid that Xixi would be bullied by a group of big men at the training base.

As a result, the imagination was completely opposite to the reality, and Xixi was simply relying on her relationship with DFG to run amok.

Han Yue was the worst bullied, because he likes to hide snacks in the cabinet under the computer, and Xixi has the sharpest nose, and when he smells these things, he paws and pulls the cabinet door all day long.

Every time he trains, he can hear the sound of scratching the door and Sisi's meowing from under his feet.

Han Yue was afraid of being scratched by Xixi, and if he didn't feed it, he was afraid that its claws would scratch his face again.

(End of this chapter)