[A Chinese Girl] The high-cold male god is a Buddhist female disciple

【Secret chat】

Qingchi: Second Master! !please face

Mo Qingjia regretted it after she said this sentence. If she acted so impatiently, would Su Liangmeng feel that she had something to do?

However, the messages sent in the game chat box cannot be withdrawn.

She just wanted to sigh: I am too difficult.

A dream of a yellow beam: Yes, but I am studying in another place now

Su Liangmeng was not on guard, thinking that they were all in the same place, such a cute little apprentice, it would be good to meet him.

Qingchi: Where is the other place? [Blowing water and playing]

A sleepy dream: the inner chamber, the inner chamber university

Qingchi:! ! !

A dream of yellow beams: what's wrong

Aoike: It's okay

How could the Mo Qingjia in reality be as fine as she said, because she was so shocked that she spit water directly on the computer and the keyboard, she didn't look like the old aloof male god.

She coughed and took out a few sheets of paper to wipe the keyboard, expressing her aggrieved heart.

Fa Xiao Wang Yuyu just finished speaking two days ago, and he was forced by his father to go to the inner market to negotiate a contract.

Mo Qingjia looked at the dark courtyard through the wall. She has been in this nunnery for more than a year. Except for the daily homework and the must-see Buddhist ceremonies on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, she has hardly stepped out. Half a step past this courtyard.

Even when it came time to speak, she was at the end, the most inconspicuous position, with a cold face and her whole body stiffly serving as the background board of the human body.

Opening the door, the sky was covered with dark clouds, without stars or moon, a gust of cold wind blew across her cheeks, causing goosebumps to appear instantly.

After several consecutive days of cloudy and rainy weather, Mo Qingjia had already taken leave of absence from Master Anli.Thunderstorms and lightning had terrified her ever since.

During her time in the nunnery, whenever there was thunder and rain, her mother would always come to accompany her.

But recently, according to reports from his subordinates, that person is about to make a big move. For the sake of the overall situation, her mother must stay in the company and watch over her.

Fortunately, fortunately, she still has the game, and there are people chatting with her in the game.

Raindrops fell on her face, Mo Qingjia frowned slightly, and her expression changed drastically.Hearing a "snap", the door was closed tightly, and the person has already shrunk quickly on the swivel chair, with a printed blanket over his body, revealing one hand holding the mouse and clicking randomly, half-closed eyelids covering the Those eyes of fear.

【Secret chat】

A dream of yellow beams: Qingqing?are you OK

Dream of a Pillow: Wait for me, it’s raining here

Su Liangmeng and Dongfang Heng are located close to the balcony. Their dormitories are all semi-open balconies. If the windows in the house are not closed, the rain will still come in.

Su Liangmeng got up and closed the window, and also closed Dongfang Heng's side, and turned to look at Dongfang Heng's game interface.

Dongfang Heng happily hid in the rotation department, and chatted passionately with those girls who dissed her in the world through the Internet.

Yes, Su Liangmeng read it right, it wasn't a hot fight, but a hot chat.

Dongfang Heng opened his mouth and came, "Eighteen Styles of Chasing the Male God", "Let the Gentle Male God Fall in Love with Me" and so on, etc., and a group of little fans of Heng Shanyu were stunned for a while.

"It's so hot." Fang Yueyi was on Su Liangmeng's right. When she saw that Su Liangmeng had closed the window, she cast a sideways glance angrily, got up and opened the window again.

Purple lightning flashed in front of Fang Yueyi's eyes, as if the lightning had struck her face, she was so frightened that she retreated, squatted on the ground, struggled a few times, but didn't get up.

Then there was a rumbling thunder from the sky, and several bolts of lightning struck down. The jet-black sky was torn to pieces by the giant hand of lightning, like a shattered mirror.

Hush, bigger raindrops hit the room, instantly soaking the books that Su Liangmeng put on the window sill.

"It deserves it." Su Liangmeng didn't even look at her, and closed the window again against the raindrops that came in.

"Who are you talking about?" This time Fang Yueyi stood up holding the chair, leaning on the back of the chair with one hand, and pointing at Su Liangmeng with the other, as if she was about to fight.

At this moment, the three of Sun Liwen made an appointment to go to the big bathroom, and only Su Liangmeng, Dongfang Heng and her were left in the dormitory.

"Cough cough," such a loud noise, even Dongfang Heng was wearing earphones, she could still hear it. She turned her head and coughed, fearing that Su Liangmeng would suffer, so she preemptively said, "What's the matter, do you want to fight?"

No one expected that Su Liangmeng, who suffers from being dumb every time, said coolly: "One vs two, it's amazing." She glanced at the private chat dialog box of her game from the corner of her eye, and Qingqing just gave her A message was sent, "It's thundering, Second Master, I want to hug you."

Qingchi is very afraid of thunder and rain. This is what she knows after joining the offline. It is said that it is because she was injured in the thunderstorm before.In addition, I live alone now, and when there is a thunderstorm, my condition is not very good.

Su Liang dreamed of coming here, feeling restless for a while.

Thunderstorms in the south are always so boring that people want to explode.

Her cute and obedient little apprentice is still begging for comfort, how can she have time to care about you?Thinking about it, her face became gloomy, Fang Yueyi could be said to be hitting the gun.

Cute and obedient?Letting Mo Qingjia know this, he was probably so happy that his lips were crooked.

Fang Yueyi has never seen Su Liangmeng like this before, her face was flushed, she pointed at Su Liangmeng's hand, lowered it little by little, and finally shed her strength, drooped to one side, and her momentum weakened by half: "Many people bully you!" There are few people, so what's the deal." The typical dead duck has a hard mouth.

In the game, Qingchi sent her a series of crying emoticons.

Su Liangmeng was a little anxious, seeing that Fang Yueyi was still holding on to her chair, she widened her eyes, and took a step forward, only the width of a chair was between her and Fang Yueyi.

"Do you want me to invite you back?" Actually, when she said this, Su Liangmeng's body was shaking. She had never been so strong before. If it wasn't for going back to comfort Qingqing, she might have endured it this time.

Fang Yueyi was startled by her eyes and took a step back, just bumping into the back of her chair, and let out a cold hiss in pain.I said in my heart that when Liwen and the others come back, see if you two are still arrogant.

Su Liang dreamed that she got out of the way, returned to his chair and sat down, ignoring Fang Yueyi's reddened eyes, and returned a message to Qingchi.

【Secret chat】

……

A dream of yellow beams: I'm back

Qingchi: How long have you been away?

A sleepy dream: When I closed the window, I saw a cockroach

Qingchi: I heard that the cockroaches in the south are very big and can fly. Is it true?

A yellow beam dream: The cockroaches in the south are really big [Scare]

If Fang Yueyi knew that she was compared to a cockroach by Su Liangmeng, she didn't know how to react.

Qingchi: [hangs himself] I haven’t seen it

Dream of a pillow: Is it still raining over there?

Aoike: It’s much better now, I was shocked just now

A Dream of Dreams: Then... shall we have a voice chat?help you relieve tension

Su Liangmeng hesitated for a moment, typed, deleted, or sent the sentence.She used to talk to Sun Jiayu often... Forget it, don't mention it.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that this little apprentice seemed to be very concerned about offline privacy, and now she only knew that her apprentice was from Dongyan City just like herself.

Will it be considered malicious when suddenly speaking of voice requests like this?

Qingchi: No need, Second Master, my voice is ugly, I’m afraid I’ll scare you

A sleepless dream: =. = Is my voice unpleasant?Some men say that my voice is thicker than theirs

Qingchi: Nonsense, Second Master’s voice is obviously soft and cute

Su Liangmeng blushed, what the hell is Ruanmeng? When she was chatting with Qingqing offline, she had sent a voice message to Qingqing.

"When the green carp came, I heard the sound of the spring stream from afar/I smelled the pears planted in my hand and the first light yellow pistils/When the summer heat passed, the new pears gradually drooped/Come and invite the female companions from the east to pick the fruits and return slowly..."

Yy's birthday celebration is still going on. In the first half, Fenghuo Langyan helped everyone sing the congratulatory song, but in the second half, it became a special performance for the princes of Fenghuo Opera.

???

When the tone-deaf tunes of the princes of the Fenghuo Opera reached the ears of everyone who didn't know it through the headset, the YY public screen was instantly swiped by black question marks.

Their finale, Qing Jia, the Great God?Why didn't you come?

Who is crying and howling on the wheat now?How can such a relaxed and cheerful song be sung with the feeling of the sad west wind and desert wind and sand? ? ?

Everyone just felt that sitting at home, they were already dazzled by the yellow sand, their heads were dizzy, and they couldn't tell east, west, south, north.

who am I? where am I?

【Secret chat】

A pillow dream: [Hanging] The leader's singing has always been so... special?

Qingchi: Well, I was born with tone deafness, I am different, I sing very well

Dream of a Pillow: Okay, then you can sing it to me when you have time

With a "boom", Mo Qingjia knocked her forehead on the computer desk, and when she opened her mouth, didn't she lose her vest?Originally, I wanted to embarrass myself, but why did I dig such a big hole for myself.

Aoike: Well, there will be a chance

Dream of a pillow of yellow beams: By the way, I heard that the great god Qingjia sings beautifully, why haven't I seen him?

Aoike: Him?

Aoike: Do you want to hear it? [pick nose]

A Dream of Dreams: Isn’t it him [blushing] I don’t know if he’s a man or a woman

Dream of a Pillow: Want to hear it, can’t you if you haven’t heard it?

Dream of a pillow: By the way, Qingqing, you came to Fenghuo early, do you know if he is a man or a woman?

Aoike: Girl, I testify, a real girl

Aoike: wait

What are you waiting for, Aoki didn't say.

When Mo Qingjia saw that Su Liang dreamed to listen, he had already sent a message to the princes of Fenghuo Opera, saying that he would sing.

When Wang Yuyu saw the news, he suddenly became vigilant, as if his brother had robbed him of his daughter-in-law, and before he could turn off the wheat, he typed a lot of words to condemn Mo Qingjia for his ruthless and unreasonable troubles.

In Yy, he could only hear the sound of him typing on the keyboard angrily, and they all speculated whether the gang leader of the flames of fire felt that singing alone was not enough, so he was going to use the keyboard to accompany him.

【Secret chat】

Luo Qingjia: She wants to hear

Lords of Fenghuo Opera: ...

The princes of Fenghuo opera: You are willing to bow down, you are the king of Zhou You

Luo Qingjia: Hit by mistake

The princes of Fenghuo opera: Come on, I will obey, you guessed it

The princes of Fenghuo Opera: OK, brother, I will hug you to the wheat

What did Mo Qingjia guess, the two of them tacitly didn't say anything.

"Holding the pen to proclaim/splashing ink into the painting for a long time/drinking wine and pushing inkstone/writing between the eyebrows of the old man and three lives..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ! !

Woohoo, this can be called a song, the one just now can only be called a pig’s cry, okay QAQ.

In front of the computer screen flickering on and off, her face was obscured.

Up to this moment, Qiao Heyu's tense jade face finally broke into a smile, and his heart that had been hanging all night rested on the ground.

She is still here, as long as she comes, there is a chance, right?

With a bang, the light in the bedroom was turned on.

"Miss, it's already eleven o'clock, the master asked the old slave to remind you that it's time to rest."

"I see, Fu Mom."

The author has something to say:

Ah, I'm a man with no emotions