The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 185 The Sick Boy's Private NPC 29
The game is about to start.

Lan Yao stood there and waited for a long time before finally waiting for Xun Gou who came late.

Xun Gou still had a red tide on his face, if he didn't know it, he might think that someone did something to him.

The eyes of discerning people are more or less ambiguous, with a playful expression on their faces.

Among them, Lan Yao is probably the only one who really cares about the game.

Seeing Xun Gou coming, he hurried forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your hand, dog leash."

Xun Gou pursed his lips, staring at Lan Yao with his unblinking black eyes, and said in a fluttering voice: "Ayi, I am famous..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Yao took Xun Gou's hand regardless.

His five fingers intertwined with Xun Gou very naturally, and the ten fingers were tightly interlocked, tightly fitting without any gaps.

"hiss!"

The people who carefully looked at the two influential figures gasped.

There was wave after wave of whistles and hooting.

"Huh?" Lan Yao blinked, a little confused.

The extremely lively booing made Lan Yao mistakenly think that they were cheering for him.

The pride in Lan Yao's heart rose immediately.

He straightened his back, lifted his chin lightly, and wore a contented and appropriate smile on his face.

On her weak and proud beautiful face, she was extremely proud.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" The booing became louder, and the whistle rang through the sky.

Different from Lan Yao, who was magnanimous, Xun Gou was a little guilty because of what happened just now, not to mention Lan Yao's bold action, which directly made him flustered.

She pursed her lips and couldn't say a word, she answered shyly like a little daughter-in-law.

"I'm going, the male god Xungou actually blushed?"

"Hahahahahahaha, I'm just making fun of it. Is it possible that I really hit it?"

"That newcomer, named Jiang Liuyi, looks familiar...why does it look so similar to an npc in a game?"

"You've been stunned by playing games! How can a living person look like an NPC?"

"This newcomer looks so good-looking, why haven't I heard of it for so long?"

"Oh, what are you thinking about so much, it's over if you boo!"

"That's right hahahahaha!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the teacher hurriedly came out to stop him: "Okay, okay, the competition is about to start! Every class hurry up and get your seats!"

The chaotic crowd slowly subsided.

The representative stepped forward and tied the red cloth in his hand to Lan Yao's left leg and Xun Gou's right leg.

The distance between the two became even closer.

Lan Yao held Xun Gou's hand, but didn't let go yet.

Xun Gou's heart was beating so hard that it was about to explode, and finally he couldn't help but said, "Ah, Ayi...why did you grab my hand like this?"

"Of course it's to run fast!" Lan Yao raised his hand, and held the hands of the two together in front of his eyes, saying with absolute certainty.

His eyes were firm and simple, without any other meaning.

Wholeheartedly just to run faster for a while.

Xun Gou's infinitely imaginary beauty suddenly calmed down.

The frantically beating heart also calmed down.

"Well, I understand." Xun Gou smiled, suppressing his unnecessary extravagant thoughts, and his eyes were a little bitter.

"En!" Lan Yao held Xun Gou's hand tightly and said, "Come on!"

"Okay." Xun Gou's voice was flat, without the slightest ups and downs.

Lan Yao's fighting spirit was high, and his emotions were abnormally high.

The two held hands very tightly, giving people a sense of security for no reason.

Lan Yao glanced at the intersecting hands of the two, and muttered: "Although Su Qiao is a bit of a dog, he is still relatively reliable."

Lan Yao deeply remembered what Su Qiao once taught him, a little trick to run faster by holding your fingers together.

Although... Su Qiao didn't mean that.

The match was about to start, the whistle blew, and Lan Yao grabbed Xun Gou, which looked sticky and fired like a bullet.

The two ran with all their strength, with only seriousness and the belief of winning the first place on their faces.

Those who made me want to coax were driven by the emotions between the two and shouted to cheer.

Su Qiao in the auditorium had a gloomy and condensed expression.

His surroundings were empty, and no one dared to approach him.

The eyes are so dark that people can't see through the emotions inside, which makes people depressed for no reason.

Facts have proved that Lan Yao's body, which has been sleeping for a long time, is weak in physical strength.

The two of them seemed to be running with great enthusiasm, but in fact, they ran the bottom No.2.

Countdown No.1, because I didn't catch up late, I started halfway.

As soon as the red cloth binding his legs was untied, Lan Yao fell limply and sat on the ground, his eyes were dull, his lips were parted and he was sticking out his tongue to breathe.

Well, so tired...he's never been so tired!

This damn character!

Lan Yao's face was wrinkled with anger, and his wrinkled features looked like an angry and cute little old man, which made people laugh.

Just when he was sulking alone, a pair of feet appeared in front of him.

The simple and fresh sneakers go up, and it is the same casual white sportswear.

Lan Yao looked along, slightly surprised in a tired voice: "Su Qiao?"

Su Qiao squatted down with a smile, and touched Lan Yao's warm cheek with the ice water in his hand: "Ayi, are you happy to see me?"

The ice-cold water seems to be the only sweet spring in the desert.

Lan Yao grabbed the mineral water in surprise and happily twisted the bottle cap. While twisting it, he said: "Happy!"

Lan Yao, whose eyes were narrowed into crescent moons, comfortably enjoyed the refreshment of the ice water poured into his mouth.

Some impatiently poured mineral water slipped along Lan Yao's lips, passed his chin, stuck to Lan Yao's slender neck, and sank into his skirt.

The picture is too lively and fragrant, and the smile on Su Qiao's face is even more gentle.

Xun Gou, who came with two bottles of ice water behind him, was sweating profusely, but when he saw the two of them, his brisk steps became heavy.

Finally, it stopped not far from the two of them.

He watched helplessly, the delicate young man with a noble temperament all over him gently wiped the water droplets on Lan Yao's lips with extremely proud movements.

He also patted Lan Yao's head very skillfully.

Lan Yao, who only resisted for a while, didn't care about the rest of the young man's actions. The degree of acquaintance between the two can be seen at a glance.

Xun Gou stood silently for a while, Dabo and his fans took the opportunity to surround him, and Xun Gou left with drooping eyelids surrounded by them.

Su Qiao touched Lan Yao's earlobe inlaid with silver studs ambiguously with his fingers, and only after confirming that Xun Gou left from the corner of his eye did he let go.

Lan Yao boldly wiped his mouth, put the cap on the bottle: "Why are you here?"

Su Qiao stared at Lan Yao's ears without answering the question: "Ayi, are the earrings on your ears custom-made by you?"

(End of this chapter)