Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

"What's the matter? Y. How can l team go wrong? "

Fans off the field began to be restless, and their opponents were waiting to see a good play.

They stare at the big electronic screen and wait to watch the live broadcast, and the live broadcast room has not been opened for a long time.

"Night SAMA's studio is not open! My ears are empty and lonely

The atmosphere at the scene was inexplicably tense, and the host told us, "emergency notice, the auxiliary player of y.l. team was unable to go on stage due to illness."

"Ah..." everyone was in a loud voice, some of them did not make complaints about the beginning of the iron powder. Even the competitors were sneered at whether they were running away because of fear.

But at the critical moment, the person in charge of the game organizer suddenly stepped on the stage, "please be calm, the game will continue. I don't know if you still remember y. L's retired God of war two years ago? Next, please count down three... "

"Three."

"Two..."

"One!"

The changing screen door opens from the middle, and the flashing light reflects a slender black shadow. The young man in Black Hoodie appears with a clear temperament.

He raised his left hand slightly and turned the silver tail ring on his little finger.

The most striking thing is that his half face mask and dark gold mask set off his cold and resolute facial features.

I can't see his face clearly, but the eyes that are exposed outside are as black as obsidian and contain light.

The only one in the night was shocked. He called out in his own voice: "brother..."

The identity of the mask was invisible in her eyes.

And the next second, fans held up their y.l. team signs and stood up to shout, "Mars! Night God

Mars！ It's also the God of war.

Dark gold mask, silver tail ring, the unique temperament is the representative of Mars.

Three years ago, the talented player named Mars by fans was famous for his sharp operation and formed y.l. team. Many companies refused to invite him to become a professional athlete.

Two years ago, Mars, a genius game player, retired. He was a full-time y.l. game anchor, and voice control who didn't belong to the game industry. He was even invited to do cv.

The only pity is that Mars never shows his face.

Even if someone questioned his game ability, he would never show his face.

But it's more mysterious.

The appearance of Mars represents the beginning of the game, and the players fight against each other in spirit. Even with the help of Mars, his manipulation is obviously better.

With the assistance of such a divine operation, the attack of teammates is very fierce.

Yexichen's idea of fighting a group war is very clear.

"Take out the last one, push the tower."

The night Xi Chen sends out the instruction, the teammate tacit understanding cooperates, wins, is the certain matter.

“Mars！ Marry me

"Night God! I love you

The scene was boiling and the fans were crazy, but at the moment of getting the honor, Mars walked out in a low profile.

Seeing the whole night slip away.

The night Xi Chen sits in the backcourt, still wearing the tail ring and the mask, in the eye does not have sad does not have happy.

Until a pair of delicate hands covered his eyes from behind, "brother, how handsome!"

The night is full of worship for him.

The title of "exclusive little fan sister" is well deserved.

Night Xi Chen overbearing will pull people in front, see the face with a sweet smile night only, his eyes a little more fanatical.

"Yes? Do you like it? " He has a low voice.

Did not hear the special meaning of the night only force nod, reach out to touch the night Xi Chen face mask, slowly take it down.

At the moment when the mask is about to be uncovered, yexichen bows his head