[AWM PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds] Never Forget

In the evening, He Nian tactfully raised the question of ID to Ke Yiyang.

"Son, my teammate said Apollo sounded like a barking dog, please change it."

Holding He Nian's humanoid pillow and staring at He Nian himself tenderly, Ke Yiyang: "..."

"Then think of one for me."

"I didn't graduate from graduate school, I can't think of it." The tone of the matter of course, I didn't notice the comparison between "graduate student did not graduate" and "primary school did not graduate", the lethality is not the same dimension...

"Come here, Nian Nian," Ke Yiyang beckoned, seeing that He Nian remained motionless, he gently dropped the bait, "I've already thought of it, my id."

"Oh, that's good," He Nian left without saying a word, nodded, "There is still a solo match in a few days, you should also participate, don't rely on your seniority to fish in troubled waters, this age depends on your strength Speaker."

Domineering, as if he is the heir to the POL club.

Ke Yiyang watched him leave helplessly, lowered his head and said, "Stop barking, I'm hungry too."

After He Nian inexplicably quit the Heavenly God, the two of them got close more times than necessary. The only time their skin touched was when Ke Yiyang forced him to take a photo.

I thought that coming out of the closet would make the beauty feel more at ease, but in the end, He Nian didn't avoid him anymore, and would take the initiative to come over and talk to him.But from the beginning to the end, he had a business-like, high-cold look, which made him move his index finger every time, but he could only grind his back molars patiently.

So when Ke Xiao entered his eldest nephew's dormitory, what he saw was Ke Yiyang who was sleeping soundly with his eyes open and grinding his teeth with relish.

As an elder's love and affection, he couldn't help but stepped forward and slapped his eldest nephew tenderly.

"Stupid bastard, why hysteria!"

Ke Yiyang glared angrily: "It's all your fault. I and Nian Nian were inseparable in love, but you insisted on coming in and making him angry, misunderstanding and ignoring me."

Ke Xiao's affectionate palms followed one after another: "You idiot, what kind of leg did I get inserted! What kind of leg was inserted! What was inserted! What was inserted! You told your dad that you like playing games, and your dad loves you so much!" You entered POL, but did you come here to meet men? You have three generations of single mothers, what does it look like to marry a man as a daughter-in-law! Ah! What does it look like! What does it look like!"

Ke Yiyang: "Three-generation single pass? Are you a son or a daughter?"

Ke Xiao thought about it for a while, and then he mastered Tathagata's divine palm again: "Using words to make sense! Anyway, it's impossible to marry a man!"

"My dad didn't say no, why do you say no? Ke Xiao, let me tell you, I still like Nian Nian, and no one cares!"

Ke Xiao's eyebrows were all set together: "You have already thought about it, do you want a man or a POL."

"My man is so powerful, I can form another POL with him!"

Ke Xiao: "..."

"Unfilial son! I'll beat you to death!"

The two played together since they were young, saying that their uncle and nephew are more like bamboo horses. At first, Ke Yiyang talked about the morality of the world and asked him to do three tricks, but then he jumped up and couldn't bear it: "Want to fight? Go, solo, I'll let you three heads! "

Ke Xiao: "..."

This kind of passer-by game, let alone three heads, let alone thirty, he might not have as many as Ke Yiyang.

After all, he used to be number one in the solo competition in China, but not everyone can surpass it.

So Ke Xiao clapped his palms - call it a day.

It's only fools who solo with him, hmph, that's just asking for humiliation.

This silly nephew values ​​this man more than the entire POL. Although Ke Xiao is a straight man, he is afraid that his silly nephew will suffer from such an unequal love.

So on a sunny day, Ke Xiao found He Nian, and the two sat on the sofa.

"Tell me, how much do you want to leave my nephew?"

He Nian didn't panic in the face of this kind of wealthy drama, and took out a small roll of five-meter-long paper from his pocket.

"Come on, Uncle Son, let me give you a detailed comparison of the difference in my interests before and after being with your nephew. Come on, let's look at the first item first..."

Two minutes later, Ke Xiao fell asleep.

He Nian unhurriedly put away the note, solemnly stuffed it back into his pocket, stood up and straightened the corners of his clothes, snorted coldly, hum, He Nian ranked second in terms of methods to make people angry, and no one would dare to rank second. First!

When Ke Xiao was woken up by his nephew, he was drooling shamefully.

Ke Xiao was wiping his saliva with sleepy eyes: "Ah, your man's bedtime story is really good!"