The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 153 The little girl was sent by God to kill him

The heavy rain in Linshi still has no intention of stopping.

At midnight, the whole world fell silent.

The little girl on the bed did not sleep soundly, she kicked off the quilt, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

Through a hazy dream, she saw herself holding the donuts made by Xiao Fugui and going to Lu Ziye's house to find him.

But she was turned away.

The young master ignored her and didn't want to see her.

Let his grandmother come out and drive her away.

It was clearly midsummer that day, but it rained heavily at night.

Lu Ziye's grandmother was afraid that it would be raining heavily and she would not be able to go home, so she gave her an umbrella and told her to leave early.

The little girl's big eyes were full of bewilderment and grievance. She didn't ask for an umbrella, and turned around and ran into the heavy rain with a donut in her hand.

The donut gift bag she was wearing was wet, and she stuffed the donuts into her clothes and hugged her tightly.

The chocolate on the donuts was bought by Dad at a very high price. It is very expensive.

If she takes it home, silly daddy will be unhappy.

The little girl hugged the donut and squatted in the small shed on the side of the road.

She took out a donut from her arms, and there was a crooked smiling face drawn by herself on it.

In the end she ate the donuts while crying.

Not sweet at all, all bitter.

She didn't expect to be found after returning home.

But Xiao Fugui pretended not to know anything, and asked her to change her wet clothes to take a shower and sleep.

She found out later that when she came back that day.

Chocolate all over the face.
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In the morning after the rain, the whole world seems to be renewed, exuding the fragrance of earth.

When Xiao Yan went downstairs, she heard them chattering and laughing.

Manager Wu Jian's voice was heard from a long distance away.

"A few little pigs are amazing. They wake up at ten o'clock every morning."

She couldn't help but bend her eyes, and heard them say again——

The young master is sick.

She paused and hurried downstairs.

Gu Lin said casually: "Give him some cold medicine, how can he play the next game in such a poor state?"

The little guy got up and made Lu Ziye a cup of bitter medicine with hot water.

While rushing, he said: "I saw that brother Lu was sick last night, his face was very red, and his whole body was hot."

The juvenile's hoarse and sexy voice is curled with a thick nasal voice.

"Shut up you."

The little girl walked briskly to his side, bent down lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Did you get cold yesterday?"

Her footsteps were so light that Lu Ziye didn't know when she was behind him.

As soon as he spoke, his whole neck went numb.

A cold, soft hand gently touched his forehead.

The young master's body stiffened into a piece of iron, thinking about why he caught a cold last night.

Wearing thin short-sleeves, I was exposed to the cold wind, and took three cold showers after I came back.

Let alone a human being, even a god can't stand his tossing like this.

So, he caught a cold as expected.

He grabbed the little hand on his forehead, and the skin on the palm was so soft that he let go of her hand in an instant.

"It's okay, don't touch it."

His voice is full of strong nasality, which is extraordinarily sexy, but the tone of his speech to her is wrapped in indifference.

The little girl was a little dazed, as if it matched the plot in her dream.

Her eyelashes trembled, she hummed slightly, and sat beside him.

Luo Chuan made a cup of bitter medicine and placed it in front of him.

"Brother Lu, drink it quickly, this medicine is very effective."

Lu Ziye frowned, his face was full of disgust just by looking at it.

"How do you know it works, have you drank it?"

Luo Chuan: "I haven't tried it, but I feel it's effective after smelling it."

After a pause, he added, "I almost spit out my bitterness when I rushed."

"..."

Having said that, Lu Ziye couldn't drink anymore.

In the eyes of a group of people looking directly at him, he said perfunctorily: "Wait until it's cold before drinking."

Everyone eats and does their own thing.

The young master applauded for his brainstorm, and was about to pour out the medicine secretly when no one else was paying attention.

As a result, the small white hand in front of him lightly held the glass.

Lu Ziye was startled.

The little girl's furry head came closer, her eyes carefully felt the temperature of the glass.

Then she looked at the young master, and said softly, "It's not hot anymore, you can drink it."

The voice was so soft that Lu Ziye felt uncomfortable hearing it.

It felt like my bath was wasted, only she bit his finger last night and let out a delicate moan.

Lu Ziye told himself with a headache that she was just an adult girl.

Be yourself.

He pursed his lips, his voice extremely indifferent.

"Well, you go to the training room first, and I'll drink after eating."

Although the Eldest Young Master seemed extraordinarily indifferent today, Xiao Yan still knew that he definitely wouldn't drink.

But a cold is like this. If it is not cured at the beginning, it will last for a week without getting better.

She simply lay down on the table, "I'll accompany you."

The small head was resting on the arm, and the clean and clear eyes did not look at him, and fell on the small emerald green potted plant on the table.

If Lu Ziye didn't understand what she meant, he would be an idiot.

This little heartless person insists on watching himself drink up this cup of medicine with his own eyes!
Lu Ziye had no choice but to pick up the glass and raise his head to take a sip.

The bitterness that spread from the tip of his tongue almost deformed his entire face.

The young master couldn't help but swear: "What the hell is this?"

Subconsciously, I wanted to spit out the bitterness in my mouth.

The clear eyes that met the little girl seemed to contain a pool of clear water.

The eldest young master's eyes were silent, and with a thud, he swallowed the bitter medicine in his throat.

It was rare for Xiao Yan to see him in such pain.

Ask softly: "Is it very bitter?"

"Ah."

Lu Ziye held the cup, saying that he would not take a second sip.

The little girl stretched out her white and tender hands.

"Then I'll try it."

She was a little curious, how bitter it must be, that the young master could be so resistant.

Lu Ziye frowned at him and suddenly laughed.

He was sick and his voice was hoarse.

"Aren't you short-sighted, and you have to taste it even though it's bitter?"

The little girl fiddled with Cuicui's succulent flesh with her fingertips, and looked at him with bright eyes, with a different kind of persistence.

The young man cursed in a low voice, without giving her a chance to taste it, he closed his eyes, raised his head and poured a cup of bitter medicine directly into his throat.

In the morning light, the neck is slender and sexy, and the raised Adam's apple slides up and down.

Instead, the young master's delicate face wrinkled and deformed. He frowned fiercely and drank a large glass of water.

The little girl straightened up and looked at him in surprise.

"Did you finish drinking?"

The young master threw the glass on the table and lay back lazily, with his long arms and legs slumped in the chair, with a different kind of laziness.

He let out a muffled hum.

Stomach pain uncomfortable.

Casually thinking, the little girl was sent by heaven to kill him.

(End of this chapter)