The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 39 Xiao Yan: Offended
The sun-baked leaves on both sides of the road rustled.

Through the car window glass, the light and shadow are mottled, shining on the asphalt road through the gaps in the leaves.

Except for the soft sound of the air conditioner blowing, the car was extremely silent.

Except for the conversation when they just confirmed the destination, the two didn't say a word at other times.

Xiao Yan was sitting in the back seat, aimlessly picking at the phone, her small face tensed.

Lu Ziye glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

The white and soft little face is glowing with a touch of cherry pink, and the broken hair on the top of the head is fluffy, like a well-behaved little animal.

Look at it this way,
It looks a little silly when I was young.

But the little girl obviously didn't recognize herself.

Lu Ziye chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

It's too long ago, and I was too young at that time, it's normal not to know each other more than ten years later.

Even he only remembered Xiao Fugui's name when he heard Xiao Fugui's name. When he was a child, he was sent to live in the countryside for a while, and met a silly little girl with a round face who followed behind him and called him brother.

"Angry?"

Lu Ziye said, "Brother was just joking."

Xiao Yan frowned, raised his eyes to meet those in the rearview mirror.

Dark and deep, with a faint smile.

She closed her eyes, her voice was cold.

"Can you stop calling yourself brother? Do I know you very well?"

"Oh, we don't know each other—" Lu Ziye raised his brows slightly, and let out a drawn-out laugh.

"Then why are you sitting in my car?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

He, she didn't want to, in case Lu Ziye's father popped up some grasshopper quotes again.

Is she shameless?
Xiao Yan pursed her lips and said nothing, turned her head to the window without looking at him.

Fortunately, the distance was not far away, and the car soon stopped downstairs in the Xiaoyan community. The car could only be parked in the parking lot, and she had to carry her things to the elevator.

Xiao Yan looked at the heavy objects in the trunk.

There was a moment of silence.

It happened that the young master got out of the car and was leaning lazily on the car door, "Do you need help?"

Xiao Yan rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on a box of goat milk.

He said stiffly, "No need."

In the next second, she lifted it up vigorously.

"..." didn't move.

It's numb, how much Xiao Fugui packed in a box.

The young master next to him let out a pleasant low laugh from his chest, leaned lazily against the car, and looked at her with great interest.

Xiao Yan gritted her teeth and glared at him.

Continue to move the box hard.

She is slender and petite, and was spoiled by Xiao Fugui since she was a child. She has never done any heavy work, and it is extremely difficult to move.

Lu Ziye looked at her quietly.

The snow-white face turned red in an instant, her lips were pursed and her lips were puffed up, and her hair was a little messy sticking to the side of her face, like a weak and pitiful little girl.

He couldn't help laughing and got up from the car.

Walked over a few steps, grabbed the little girl's ponytail, and gently tugged it back.

"Go to the side."

Xiao Yan pulled back her ponytail angrily, "You..."

The teenager has already easily moved... two boxes of goat milk.

The muscles of the forearm were smooth, and he took two easy steps. He turned his head to look at her, and curled his lips.

"Where's the elevator? Lead the way."

Xiao Yan hesitated to speak, "I—"

"You yourself—" Lu Ziye imitated her tone, "carried it to next year?"

"..."

He glanced at the elevator, walked very fast with long arms and legs, and Xiao Yan lifted a large bag of dog food from the trunk.

Quickly trot all the way to keep up with him.

After entering the elevator, Xiao Yan put the dog food by his feet and rubbed his wrists.

"Aren't you going to put it down for a while?"

"It's not necessary, it's not heavy."

"……Oh."

Xiao Yan: I was offended.

(End of this chapter)