Entertainment: I just want to be a small screenwriter

Yang Mi bit her lip. Seeing her move, Di Li glared at Yang Mi: "Don't keep biting your lip."

"What's the matter with lips?" Yang Mi asked Di Li after sitting up.

"It's easy to get mucinous cysts on your lips. Once you get mucinous cysts, you can only have surgery to remove them. In this way, your lips will be scarred." Di Li told Yang Mi this.

"What is a mucinous cyst?" Knowing that there would be such consequences, Yang Mi was still very scared.

Di Li stretched out his hand to pinch her lower lip, and said to Yang Mi, "There will be a pimple the size of a soybean growing inside the lower lip."

"If you don't cut it off, if you talk or something, the fleshy lump will move around in your mouth, making you unable to concentrate; although it is not painful or itchy, it is also very depressing."

"But you cut it, as long as you use the knife, there will be scars. You have such beautiful lips. When you leave a scar in it, you won't even have time to cry." This is not because he deliberately threatened, but because he has seen it before.

When Yang Mi heard that biting her lip would happen, she was really a little scared.

"How do you know??" Yang Mi wondered if Di Li also had it.

As a result, she scratched Radilli's lips with her hands, but she didn't see any scars?

"My dad had it, but he didn't cause it because of his lips, he bumped it."

"At that time, my dad and I went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said that people who often lose their lips may also develop cysts, so I remind you."

"Men don't have anything, they don't care much about it, but you girls care about it very much."

It wasn't a threat either, he just told Yang Mi to get rid of some bad habits.

It's okay to want your lips, but don't bite often, occasionally, or when necessary.

Yang Mi didn't care about this, since she didn't grow up anyway.

"Hurry up, play games with me." Now she wants to play games with all her heart.

Di Li, who was looking at WeChat, looked at the woman with an angry smile.

"You have to put on your clothes when you play games." Di Li said angrily.

"Oh, it's just the two of us in the room, and no one else." Yang Mi didn't care, he was hers.

No matter how he disappeared, he was the only one who saw it.

However, Di Li was even more speechless in Yang Mi's brain circuit: "It's not a question of whether or not to get naked."

"It's the problem of catching cold, okay?" It's the end of April in Shanghai, and the nights are still a bit cold, especially since I just did strenuous exercise.

"Then I'll put on my clothes, and you can play games with me." Yang Mi said as she put on the pajamas next to her.

Did not answer Yang Mi, he is still sending WeChat.

In fact, it is already around 12 o'clock in the morning, but how can young people go to bed so early.

After sending the WeChat message, Yang Mi looked at him angrily, and Di Licai could only say: "Wait a while, I'll play with you after I reply two WeChat messages."

"Whose WeChat are you replying to? I'm right by your side, leaving me chatting with other girls on WeChat?"

When Yang Mi was jealous, Di Li smiled even more: "It's not chatting with girls on WeChat, it's because the game studio has encountered a problem and is asking me how to solve it. I'm chatting with them."

Yang Mi expressed her disbelief, so she lay down and leaned on Di Li's chest to see if he was really talking about work with the people from the game studio.

She was skeptical at first, but when she saw that it was true, she became quiet.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, it was finally dealt with, and he just started playing the game.

"I said you are a 28-year-old, why are you still acting like an Internet addict girl?"

"You can play this game, but if you play it day and night, it's not good for your health. If you play too much at night, it will hurt your eyes." He was nagging, but he was playing games with his girlfriend.

Yang Mi was very happy because her little boyfriend played games with her.

"I'm a shooter, you protect me." Yang Mi said that she wanted to play a shooter and asked Di Li to protect her.

Di Li, who originally wanted to be a jungler, gave up his wild position after Yang Mi asked for it, and just chose a support to follow Yang Mi.

As expected, Yang Mi chose the little Luban who was like a mouse crossing the street and everyone shouted and beat him.

Di Li didn't say much about being beaten, so he chose Cheng Yaojin, the cheapest and most coquettish meat tank.

Cheng Yaojin is actually not very fleshy, but Cheng Yaojin's blood recovery is very high, especially when he meets someone who can play, several people can't beat Cheng Yaojin to death after chasing and beating him. 983

Even sometimes, if there is a two-level difference between the economy and the level, Cheng Yaojin can still chase five people by himself. It can be said that he is a hero that people love and hate.

"Protect me, protect me, it hurts." The game started, and Yang Mi, like all novice players, liked to play when she first came into contact with it, but she was very good at it.

There is a saying how to describe this kind of novice female player, who is good at playing and loves to play.

Di Li controlled Cheng Yaojin to follow Yang Mi, constantly helping her resist the damage, and even beat her to the point where he could make up for the last stab, but he just didn't hit her and gave Yang Mi the head.

Yang Mi is not stupid, of course she can see that Di Li is indeed protecting her and even gave her his head.

"Hee hee~" Yang Mi, who took the head again, happily straddled Di Li and kissed her boyfriend.

At this time, she is not like a big star, but clearly like a favored little woman.

Di Li, who was kissed, looked at Yang Mi with a doting look on his face.

Yang Mi was ready to play, and just rode on Di Li's body, chasing and hitting her opponent excitedly.

Di Li never left her side, just walked around Yang Mi.