Could it be that the anchor has a crush on me

[An Yi: I think the words just now were too much. 】

[Dialect: But ah?I think it's pretty good?Is that what the novels say? 】

Could it be that he asked suddenly just now, and An Yi panicked for a moment, and his phone almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I was chatting with Dialect here, and he copied and pasted the dialect words as soon as they were sent, and only after sending them did I find that this sentence was... weird.

At least he looked shy.

[An Yi: Which novel? 】

[Dialect: A novel written by a famous writer in dialect]

【An Yi:...】

[Dialect: Who cares, as long as the senior is not angry? 】

[Dialect: Then what should we do next? 】

[An Yi:? 】

[Dialect: If you want to go to the soul, then all your numbers will be lost]

[An Yi: Oh, I forgot about this. 】

"Bah," Fang Yan slammed his head on the library table with a loud noise.

Hu Xinqing said to him: "Hush"

Fang Yan rubbed his forehead and made an OK gesture.

He looked at his mobile phone, obviously it was his hand, but he didn't know how to reply An Yi.

Dialect is the first time to see someone who is in love with Buddhism like An Yi.

Except for the person I like, I don't pay attention to anything, and I almost have the words "As soon as the time comes, I will like me" carved on my forehead.

He began to worry about An Yi's future.

[Dialect: So what should we do? 】

[Dialect: Why don't you open a new account? 】

[An Yi: There will be a registration time when you register a new account, so I'll just borrow an account. 】

[An Yi: Let me ask my high school classmates. 】

[Dialect: This method is fine, but I can't borrow you. My account has been posted in a large group, and many people added...]

[Dialect: You can also ask your fans!They sure have! 】

[An Yi: No, you can't touch fans' things. 】

[Dialect: ... let's go]

Dialect raised his head and asked Hu Xinqing in a low voice: "Hu Xinqing, do you have any extra accounts in your soul?"

"Account number?" Hu Xinqing looked down at the book and replied, "No, I just have one."

"Oh……"

"What happened to you from the beginning? You hit the book and frown?"

"nothing……"

Hu Xinqing looked at him suspiciously, "Your account has been blocked suddenly? Why don't you just register again if you want to keep your account?"

Dialect scratched his head, and hesitated a bit: "No, it's not me, it's a friend of mine, because he hasn't been automatically banned for too long, he doesn't want to play again, so he asked me to borrow an account."

"Oh that's it..." Hu Xinqing nodded thoughtfully, then lowered her head and continued to read.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, opened WeChat and started looking for someone, his eyes lit up when his hand brushed past someone.

【Dialect: Just scared me to death】

[An Yi: What's wrong? 】

[Dialect: It's okay, it's okay, I won't talk about it when it's over]

[Dialect: By the way, I have borrowed a number]

[Dialect: Is my sister's number okay?She has no time to play just after her third year in high school]

[Dialect: The level is low and your skill bar needs to be reset]

[An Yi: Is your sister okay? 】

[Dialect: I told her that I lent it to you, and she immediately agreed. 】

[An Yi: Does your sister know me? 】

[Dialect: I often tell her about you, and I even showed her your photo, so I know you halfway, right? 】

【An Yi: Thank her for me】

This unexpected incident finally came to an end in a hurry, and then it was up to An Yi to actually operate it himself.

An Yi got on the dialect sister's number, and as soon as she opened it, she was on the same server as Mo Fei.

It's pretty good, and it saves you from staying up all night to upgrade.

An Yi chose a sword master, the only male number in her suit, with a somewhat literary name called "Qingfeng and I"

The appearance of this sword master is different from his own sword master. He is dressed in the appearance of a shopping mall, with a white robe, gold silk and black boots, and a handsome face. It can be seen that his sister is an out-and-out appearance party.

Of course, this cannot be determined only from this set.

An Yi clicked on the character's personal equipment. In addition to the game's own suit, there are also several sets of costumes that need to be recharged.

Although An Yi has money, she doesn't want to rush into the game. After all, she doesn't take pictures, and she doesn't have any friends in the game. It's better to spend so much money to buy a few pieces of jade and a fan...

The rest of An Yi's time was spent on changing the skill bar. It was a big change. He first saved the original one, and then opened the second save button.

The dialect is right, and her sister's manipulation sequence is completely different from An Yi's.

Qingfeng and my skill keys are not easy to say, there are a few key positions that are obviously combos, but other keys are directly inserted in the middle.

This is directly the key position when it is automatically reset when upgrading, and it has not been changed.

The scenery party, plus the appearance party, his sister is also quite rich.

After An Yi finished the modification, he went to the arena to try his hand, and he went offline after the test was smooth.

As soon as he re-logged on WeChat, he found a red message on the top.

【Favorite person: (picture)】

【Favorite person: Does it look like your pajamas? 】

An Yi looked at the small picture and saw something like cotton candy. He clicked on the big picture and smiled.

It's really cotton candy, white and soft.

And got bitten.

[An Yi: It does. 】

[An Yi: It's all white. 】

【Favorite person: Right】

【Favorite person: And I guess you must be wearing this outfit now】

【Favorite person: I bet fifty cents】

[An Yi: No. 】

[Favorite person: Tsk, I don't believe it. 】

【An Yi:...】

[Favorite person: Your reaction must be, otherwise you can take a picture for me to see? 】

[An Yi: Huh? 】

[An Yi: I don't like taking pictures. 】

[Favorite person: Then, if I post one, you also post one? 】

[Favorite person: how is it? 】

When An Yi saw this sentence, her phone trembled, and her heart beat a little faster.

Does this mean that I can see the selfie of Mo Fei?

It's worth it, right?

An Yi didn't think too much about it, and immediately replied hello, completely unaware that she was tricked again.

Could it be that he didn't tell a lie, and quickly sent a photo.

Just looking at the small picture made An Yi's ears turn red, but he still clicked on the big picture.

From the photo, Mo Fei is sitting on a bench, and there are two fuzzy scissors on the right, which should be the person next to him.

Mo Fei's bangs were slightly blown, and he held a white cotton candy in his hand.

Holding the phone far away, the marshmallow can be seen to be too big, covering the lower half of Mo Fei's face.

Could it be that he is wearing a pair of glasses today, the glass of the gold-rimmed glasses is slightly refracted, his eyes are slightly bent when looking at the lens, with a hint of cunning.

Although he couldn't see his mouth, An Yi was sure that he should be smiling.

This photo is completely different from Mo Fei when they took a group photo before. It looks like when they are standing in front of him, natural and easy-going.

Sure enough, it still looks good when you smile like this.

An Yi didn't look at it for long, and immediately saved the picture.

This way you can watch it later.

The heartbeat slowed down for a few seconds, An Yi held the phone and thought twice, and finally turned on the front camera.

An Yi didn't know why he cared so much about this selfie. Anyway, he looked for several places in the dormitory, and the light was not satisfactory.

In the end, he chose the edge of the window sill as his shooting location.

He stretched his hands hard, taking part of his upper body into the photo.

How to say this photo, it is fortunate that the face is good-looking.

Not to mention the window is blurred, and the hands are a little blurry.

Only the face is clear.

The sun hit An Yi's face, his eyes turned hazel, and some long black hair hung on his eyebrows, blending with his upper eyelashes.

Although his smile was squeezed out abruptly, but his face is good-looking and he can make any expression, anyway, the whole is pretty good-looking.

An Yi didn't even have a p and sent it directly.

Immediately after he sent it, he threw his mobile phone on the table and covered his hot face.

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