Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Zhao Qichen didn't know whether he should be excited or sad.

"Okay, let's drive. The network cable should be installed now, don't delay your training, especially, don't do it for these unworthy things."

In Meiyu Group's several years of experience, Lin Qiuran has been able to adjust his emotions in the fastest time.

But Zhao Qichen couldn't, he said "Oh" lightly, and never spoke again along the way.

Finally at the door of the house, Lin Qiuran asked Zhao Qichen to park the car first, and went upstairs first with a big bag of things.Because she was carrying too many things, she couldn't ring the doorbell or open the door with a key, so Lin Qiuran decided to open the door of her house by kicking the door.

"Boom" "Boom"

Lin Qiuran kicked her a few times, but no one came to open the door. She was hesitating whether to use more strength when the person who had parked the car came over.

"Hey, I keep saying that I want to save my life. If such a good door is broken, I don't know how much it will cost to repair it?"

Zhao Qichen put his hand into Lin Qiuran's coat pocket.

This scene full of fireworks made Lin Qiuran suddenly a little dazed, as if they had lived together for many years.Every Sunday, they would go shopping in the supermarket together, he would park the car, she would carry piles of vegetables to wash her hands and make soup, her hands were full, he would take out the key to open the door...

"Ran Ran, Ran Ran..."

Zhao Qichen's voice brought Lin Qiuran back from imagination to reality, oh my god, she is already old, what kind of girlish heart is she still learning, what kind of energy is there!
Lin Qiuran blushed, and walked into the living room with her head down.

The originally spacious living room suddenly had four gaming chairs, four computers lined up, and three teenagers sitting in front of the computers.The slender fingers kept flying between the densely arranged keyboard caps, and the mouse made a crisp clicking sound of "click" and "click".

There is a big poster on the wall of the living room. On the poster, there are four teenagers with handsome features and wearing black training clothes. Everyone has a confident look on their faces. At the bottom of the poster, it is very clearly written " SOD team" in large characters.

"Don't tell me the sun will rise from the west tomorrow morning, otherwise how would these three people train by themselves?" Zhao Qichen said in surprise looking at the three people sitting squarely in front of the computer.

"Fuck me, what's the matter with this sniper, can you play it! The sensitivity of the [-]x scope has been adjusted to more than [-], the fat man kindly pointed him out, and said I can't play! A star diamond player What an idiot here!"

Accompanied by Xiaopang's cursing, the three of them took off their headsets at the same time and leaned back, their movements surprisingly consistent.

"But don't you still win? And why do you need to adjust the sensitivity of the magnifying glass?" Lin Qiuran approached the screen and asked with a smile on his face in the spirit of a good student who asked when he didn't understand.

"what!"

"Sister Ran Ran, are you a ghost? You walk without making a sound?"

Zhao Qichen took some of the shopping bags from Lin Qiuran's hand and walked towards the kitchen, and said to the frightened Xiaopang: "You are the ghost! We have been back for a long time! And you better explain to me, Why did you buy a pair of pink slippers! Otherwise, we would never end!"

The old wolf and the horse monkey looked at each other, then laughed loudly, pointed at Xiaopang and said, "Pink slippers? Haha...you really don't believe that post!"

"What post?" Lin Qiuran asked curiously.

"Sister Ran Ran, don't listen to their nonsense, there is no post, I want pink because... because I made a mistake! Right... I made a mistake, a slip of the tongue! Sister Ran Ran," chubby two His hands were swinging wildly in the air, and his face also blushed for no reason.

Zhao Qichen directly threw a pair of pink slippers on the ground in front of Xiaopang, then stood there with his arms crossed, and said viciously, "Be honest with me, or I'll eat roast pork chops tonight!"

Xiao Pang held his face and refused to say anything, while Ma Hou and Lao Lang stared at the pair of pink pig slippers and laughed so hard that they almost lost their breath.

"Okay, okay, one of my fans told me in a private message that she spent a lot of money to tell my fortune, asked for a wish, and asked for a signature. The master said that my fate lacks gold and fire, and I need pink to increase my luck. .”

"Then this master is probably not effective. He just tells you to wear red, and you're done. It's booming and bright. You can buy a pair of red socks to trample on villains, and wear red underwear to suppress farts. It's better to wear red underwear again." How nice to have the same hairstyle as me!"

Zhao Qichen fiddled with the red hair on his head while talking, as if he was afraid that Xiaopang wouldn't hear what he said, so he insisted on demonstrating his movements.

"Boss, you can't say that! The master is really clever. My fans didn't say anything, but he knew my height and weight like the back of the back of his hand, and he even knew where my hometown is. The master said, The red is too heavy, I can't control it, so I can only use some reddish! For example..."

"For example, pink, hahaha! We saw your pink slippers, you don't know...you really bought pink underwear, right?!" Old Wolf and Mahou smiled maliciously, and the chubby looked straight. Hairy.

Zhao Qichen sighed, shook his head, and said sadly: "Fatty, you are lucky enough to do e-sports with your IQ, if you do something else... hey, either, your fans are fake fans, or It’s just that your fans, like you, were completely deceived by some master!”

"Boss, what do you mean? You can't talk nonsense. There are gods in the air, and we have to win next season!" Xiaopang said reverently, holding up his three fingers.

"Little Fatty, do you speak Wenzhou dialect that even the Japanese devils can't decipher? Did you get lost once when you were five years old, and you were almost abducted into Shiwan Dashan to become a child husband? When you were eight years old, you liked Go to Xiaohong next door, and show love to him with a chicken butt hair...?"

Zhao Qichen said a lot, Xiaopang's eyes widened, and he became more and more shocked.

Finally he hugged Zhao Qichen's thigh, crying and shouting: "Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong! So that person is not an old fairy, you are! I said why are you number one in the field? You are number one with guns and everything, so you actually have such a skill! When did you learn fortune-telling?"

Zhao Qichen squinted his eyes and stared at the unknown creature on his thigh. He wanted to shake off the mass, but found that he had really underestimated the weight of this thing. It was like Mount Tai pressing the top, no, Mount Tai pressing the leg!