The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 246 Don't act like a baby, it's useless
Lin Yuwei finally noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two.

Except when facing Lu Fengzhou, she had never seen Lu Ziye so cold.

Lin Yuwei is a smart woman, she quickly eased the atmosphere softly.

"Well, Ono, Auntie is just joking with you, not really trying to hurt you."

Lu Ziye's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan, and his voice was calm and cold.

"None of your business."

Lin Yuwei: "Then you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ziye took a step forward and picked up the little girl from the ground.

He said coldly, "Auntie, please pay the bill for me, thank you."

Lin Yuwei said worriedly: "Xiaoye, Yanyan is drunk, if she does something, don't worry about her, she is very good."

She is very well behaved.

Lu Ziye went over these words in his mind.

That day was also a very good promise that she would not take painkillers and would trust him.

In the end, he nodded lightly and left with Xiao Yan.

The cleaner was cleaning the men's toilet just before get off work, when the door was suddenly kicked open and hit the wall with a bang.

The cleaner was taken aback.

Facing the boy's gaze, the cleaner took a step back in fear.

Lu Ziye said, "Go out."

Cleaner: "But I..."

"Get out." He repeated without arguing.

The cleaner finally left the men's room.

The little girl on her shoulders was very uncomfortable, and the hard bones of the boy made her stomach hurt.

She thumped her calf, "Put me down, I'm going to vomit."

Lu Ziye didn't say a word, but put her on the sink, it was very cold to sit on the cold sink.

But his stomach felt better, Xiao Yan sat without moving.

The teenager in front of her seemed to be a different person. She was sitting on the sink, but she was as tall as him.

She stepped back in fear, her calf was clasped by her fingers, and she was pulled forward, with her knee pressed against the boy's waist.

"You haven't answered me yet."

He repeated it blankly, "I'm your boyfriend, right?"

Xiao Yan was a little afraid of him like this, and called his name in a low voice, with his calf hanging in mid-air, looking a little pitiful.

"Lu Ziye..."

"I'm really working hard." He gently lifted her chin. "Since I promised you, I will do it."

"In those few days, I practiced until six o'clock in the morning. When I was suspended, I changed my number and continued to play until I couldn't lift my fingers."

His eyes were dark, and he seemed to have no emotion, but also seemed to be calm when the storm was about to come.

"I'm your boyfriend, not someone else."

"You don't believe me do you?"

The young man looks rebellious, but in fact he is sensitive and fragile.

He is insecure and rarely loved by others.

Perhaps this seemingly great and selfless love falls in the eyes of others for his own good.

But here with Lu Ziye, he hated this feeling, very annoying.

Every time Lu Fengzhou looked at him with that inexplicable gaze, it always made him feel that he was the one who killed his mother.

Although he didn't know anything, his existence was a kind of mistake, reminding Lu Fengzhou all the time that this was the murderer who killed his wife.

Right here at Xiao Yan, he experienced the same feeling again.

Xiao Yan stared blankly at the young man, she didn't know what he was talking about because she was drunk.

I only know that in his memory, he has never been so angry with himself. If she does something wrong, just act like a baby and let it go.

The eldest young master who seems to be difficult to get along with is actually very easy to coax.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched Lu Ziye's side face.

The boy's skin was hot and hot, almost scalding her palms, she comforted him clumsily, and gently rubbed his cheeks with her fingertips.

Lu Ziye said blankly, "I'm very angry."

The little girl looked at him with some grievances, and lightly kicked his leg with her toes.

Lu Ziye said softly, "Don't act like a baby, it's useless."

She gently pinched his ears, her little hands were a little cold, and she pulled them, but her eyes were still innocent.

"You are so fierce."

Lu Ziye looked directly into her eyes.

Suddenly sneered, "Do you know what fierce is?"

Under the dull gaze of the little girl, he clasped the back of her head and kissed her beautiful pink lips.

Want to punish her for being disobedient and self righteous.

His movements were extremely rough, the innocent young man who was cautious in the lounge seemed to disappear in the clouds, his fingers got in through the hem of his clothes, and stroked his soft waist.

The slightly rough fingers rubbed the robe, so soft that he couldn't help pinching it a few times.

The little girl was born delicate and afraid of pain, so she shrank back.

On weekdays, he is always offered by the young master like a treasure, how can he be pinched like this.

Fingers gradually go up, touch the edge of underwear.

His mind was originally hot with anger, but now he just wants to be intoxicated by the tenderness of a drowning person.

He tore off the barrier and covered it with his slender fingers.

The corners of the young man's eyes were almost red, his voice was hoarse and vague, "Why don't you believe me..."

The little girl was red-eyed, and kicked him with her feet. She kicked him so hard that the heel of her leather shoes hurt a little. The boy groaned, but remained motionless.

Imprisoning her, forcing her to raise her head to meet him.

Her body was fragrant and soft, so sweet that he almost lost his mind.

The original punishment was gradually controlled by lust, until he tasted the bitter and salty taste between his lips and teeth.

Lu Ziye stopped, and found that the little girl was trembling slightly, her teary eyes were extremely beautiful, a small wound was bitten on her bright red lips, her neckline was half-slanted, and her clothes were disheveled.

Looking at the poor little guy, Lu Ziye softened his voice, and his fingers reluctantly slipped from the hem of her clothes.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Lu Ziye laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Don't cry, little liar, I haven't cried yet."

Xiao Yan spoke with a nasal voice, and stepped on his waist when he raised his leg.

"go away!"

Obviously the words of a murderer sounded harmless, with a childish voice.

Lu Ziye let out a muffled snort, and was kicked back a step by her.

He raised his eyes and looked at her quietly.

Xiao Yan was a little scared, and stepped back with her calves thumping, her eyelashes were stained with water vapor, and her lips were tender and charming.

Lu Ziye lowered his head and looked at the wound on the corner of her lip, which he couldn't resist biting open.

He realized that his heart was full of self-blame, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

I can't be cruel to her at all.

He even had a terrible thought, even if the girl in front of him betrayed him and fell in love with someone else.

He always thought he was going crazy.

But when she looked at him with such eyes, he still had no choice.

The mighty young master was shocked by his own thoughts.

"Little liar, I will settle accounts with you slowly in the future."

The little girl was wearing a soft sweater, as tender as a daffodil, with timidity in her eyes.

He asked timidly, "How do you count?"

Lu Ziye dressed her slowly, his eyes were red, but his movements were extremely gentle.

"At most, wait until your birthday is over."

(End of this chapter)