The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 102 Give You a Hug
The boy's face was covered with drops of water dripping from his short hair, and his jet-black pupils were exceptionally deep, looking at her without blinking for a moment.

She carried the fireworks of a party on her body, and the young man wore a clear and cold fragrance.

As if blending into the night, the moonlight is attached to him.

Xiao Yan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes drooping delicately.

Shaking his head, "No."

She pushed open the old-fashioned iron door, which was heavy and made a rattling sound, and she pushed it hard.

A slender, white hand stretched out and pushed it away easily.

Xiao Yan raised his leg and walked in, while Lu Ziye stood still.

She turned her head, looked at him with round eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you come in?"

Lu Ziye shook his phone, "Call."

Xiao Yan nodded, and suddenly recalled that the young master was on the phone just now, and then... looked back at her and the monitor.

Just hang up the phone.

She realized it later and suddenly felt a little hungry.

There is a kitchen on the first floor, and she is going to see what can be cooked. Thinking that Lu Ziye wanted to eat bread just now, he must be quite hungry.

"Lu Ziye, are you hungry?"

Lu Ziye raised his eyes.

A petite and beautiful little girl stood inside the door.

Behind him was the brightly lit living room, staring at him with staring eyes.

She put on makeup today, and her plain and beautiful face became three-dimensional, not as round and cute as before, it was too delicate.

Lu Ziye seemed to know why he lost his mind that day.

He suddenly pulled the corner of his lower lip and spit out a word.

"hungry."

The little girl nodded, squinting her eyes and smiling, "Then I'll go and see what's in the refrigerator for us to eat."

"Okay, let's go."

……

Xiao Yan looked at the dazzling array of things in the refrigerator, there were all kinds of vegetables and meat, and the things were quite complete.

But she can't do it.

She took out a few seemingly easiest ingredients from the refrigerator, tomatoes, eggs, and unopened dried noodles.

Thinking about making tomato egg noodles.

Pick up the knife and start cutting the tomatoes. The knife should be newly bought and very sharp.

Xiao Yan usually doesn't cook, but cooks properly, cuts tomatoes carefully,

Suddenly a shadow loomed in front of him.

"Let me do it."

She looked up and saw the boy frowning and staring at her hand.

Under the light, the round tomatoes are still stained with water droplets, tender fingers gently pressing on them, white as jade.

The cold blade shone with a silver-white light, and he was afraid that the little girl would cut it.

Xiao Yan asked suspiciously: "Would you know it?"

"Wait and see."

The boy reached out to take the knife from her hand, and rubbed the boy's fingertips against the back of her delicate hand.

Xiao Yan was startled.

After he held it firmly, he quickly retracted his hand.

Blinking eyes, quite uncomfortable.

The eldest young master put on the apron and held the knife in his slender hands. She sat opposite the glazed platform, resting her chin with her hands.

Easily make a cross on it, throw it into the pan to peel the skin, and then start scrambling the eggs.

"You... know how to cook?"

Xiao Yan was a little shocked. From her point of view, Lu Ziye should be an untouchable young master. How could he cook so skillfully.

Holding the spatula, Lu Ziye nodded slightly.

"I'm not used to eating in the United States, and I don't want to wrong myself, so I learned a little bit."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was slightly surprised.

Inexplicably, from his tone, he could tell that he didn't like going abroad very much. Since he didn't like it, why did he go abroad.

Xiao Yan looked at the two bowls of tomato and egg noodles in front of him, they were steaming, full of color and fragrance, the young master said that he just learned a little, he was really modest.

There is a vase of small daisies on the dining room table. The delicate white flowers are delicate and cute. Manager Wu Jian specially bought them.

The base is full of small flowers and grasses. Manager Wu Jian said that they can be poor, but they also need to be poor with a sense of ritual.

Xiao Yan ate the noodles in small bites.

The phone suddenly buzzed.

She glanced at the message, it was a WeChat message from the squad leader.

[Squad leader]: I'm home, don't worry.

Xiao Yan blinked his eyes and replied.

[Smoke filled]: [smile]
[Squad leader]: I just asked my dad, the house you live in really belongs to my family, but it is a bit broken, do you want to move out?I can arrange another place to live for you.

Xiao Yan frowned subconsciously.

She felt that the monitor was a little annoying, but she saw with her own eyes that he asked for the WeChat accounts of several female classmates.

The mobile phone in his hand was suddenly taken away, and Lu Ziye's voice was flat.

"Don't play with your phone while eating."

"Oh."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to eat.

Lu Ziye glanced across the screen, frowned slightly, and finally put the phone on the table.

"Isn't it your boyfriend?"

Xiao Yan raised her head, her eyes were sparkling, the corners of her lips were stained with crystal tomato sauce, she stuck out her tongue and licked her mouth lightly.

Then he said, "Does my eyesight look that bad?"

Lu Ziye raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly laughed.

"Makes sense."

Then he said casually: "Student reunion, your boyfriend didn't pick you up, but instead asked you to come back in the car of other boys in the middle of the night?"

"..."

Xiao Yan was startled.

The boyfriend stalk is not passable. Is there something wrong with the young master? I always care about what her boyfriend is doing.

She frowned, her long eyelashes drooping.

He said casually, "We broke up."

"..."

This time it was the young master's turn to be silent.

There was obvious astonishment in his pitch-black eyes, and he looked at her in disbelief.

Xiao Yan continued to eat noodles as if nothing had happened.

The thin noodles carried hot steam, making her lips bright red, bright eyes and red lips, like a beautiful crystal doll.

Lu Ziye suddenly understood.

No wonder.

When I called today, the little girl was not very emotional.

It turned out to be, we broke up.

Lu Ziye's brows were loosened lazily, and his slender fingertips tapped on the table a few times with ease, his pupils sparkled with a faint smile.

Xiao Yan unconsciously raised his eyes, and found that the young master was staring at him intently.

She was taken aback and saw that the bottom of his bowl was empty.

Yuemo is waiting for her.

Xiao Yan hurriedly ate a little, her lips were scalded hot, her eyes were clear and wet with hazy beauty.

Finally, he raised his head helplessly and looked at the young master.

"I can't eat anymore..."

Too much, a big bowl.

She has a small appetite.

Lu Ziye was not angry, and said, "Give it to me."

Xiao Yan was startled, and stammered: "I... I ate it, you eat my leftovers, no, it's not appropriate."

"What are you thinking?" Lu Ziye laughed.

"I'm going to empty the trash can," he said.

"..."

Xiao Yan lowered his head and whispered: "Oh."

Lu Ziye stared at her for a while, as if aware of the little girl's loss, he suddenly breathed out slowly from his chest.

He stood up and walked over to her.

"Isn't it just breaking up? Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better."

Xiao Yan looked up at him in some confusion.

"For the sake of how sad you are today, my brother is reluctant."

The boy opened his slender arms.

"Give you a hug."

(End of this chapter)