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As soon as Ye Jinkun heard the word "little friend", his hair exploded instantly, and he lowered his arms and squinted at him: "Are you Gui Geng?"

Zhuang Mengqi didn't speak, and turned his body to reveal Ye Gongquan standing under the eaves. The old man's face was covered with dark clouds.

Ye Jinkun immediately faltered, gave him a hard look, and said to Zhou Siyi, "Brother, let me go in."

Zhou Siyi nodded to him, and after he left, Zhuang Mengqi raised his eyebrows: "Brother?"

Zhou Siyi thought to himself, just call me brother, what the hell, you are not mine.

He turned around and faced Zhuang Mengqi without fear, just as he was about to accuse him of being rude, Zhuang Mengqi suddenly laughed when he saw the right half of his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Siyi looked at him strangely, did he get mad?

"Did you sleep in the car just now?" Zhuang Mengqi asked him back, and at the same time reached out and gently touched the crease on his cheek.

A slight tingling came from his fingertips, Zhou Siyi was a little embarrassed, covered his right cheek and said, "I, I didn't sleep well last night!"

"I didn't sleep well last night." Zhuang Mengqi said in a low voice, "I've been thinking, if you invite me to dinner, does it mean that you are not angry with me?"

Zhou Siyi's heart tightened, the air between the two was a bit silent,

"Xiao Yi, Meng Qi, dinner is ready." Kang Nian suddenly shouted not far away.

"Mom!" Zhuang Mengqi frowned.

She came over, smiled and took Zhou Siyi's hand and left.

The people in the courtyard were more or less looking at them, Zhou Siyi knew they must be wondering why Kang Nian treated him better than his own son.

His cheeks were slightly red, but he still entered the room with her.

Zhuang Mengqi went in after blowing the cold wind outside for a while.

Kang Nian and Guo Ting were arranging seats. She walked up to Zhuang Mengqi and said in a low voice, "Son, don't push people too hard. It's a public event. Be careful not to rush you."

Zhuang Mengqi put his fist against his lips and coughed twice, "Mom, I didn't realize that your routine is deeper than mine."

Kang Nian said without moving his lips, "It's okay, don't worry, my mother and best friend will go abroad to play tomorrow, you take the opportunity yourself."

Zhuang Mengqi made a heart gesture to her with one hand, walked to the seat next to Zhou Siyi and sat down.

Zhou Siyi turned to look at him.

"Is there no one here?" He asked knowingly.

"Someone, Ye Jinkun said that he would come to sit at this table later." Zhou Siyi told the truth.

Ye Jinkun's ears were almost ripped off by his grandfather, and he wanted to complain to him, so he specially sent him a message saying that he would sneak over to eat with them.

"Oh, let him come when he comes." Zhuang Mengqi took a sip of water from the cup in front of him, and then put all the tableware in a place that was convenient for him, without any intention of changing places.

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Siyi became inexplicably nervous, like a resistance of conditioned reflex, and also seemed to be expecting him to say something to himself.

"This sweet and sour fish is delicious." A piece of orange-red fish fell into his bowl, Zhuang Mengqi said, "Don't be picky, try it."

The last time he had a meal, he discovered that Zhou Siyi didn't like fish, and Guo Ting often forced him to eat two bites and then throw it away.

Zhou Siyi poked the food in the bowl with his chopsticks, and whispered, "You really like sweets."

"Well, I also like cloudy days, I like to listen to Bach, and I like to put Zhenshanhe on the F key." Zhuang Mengqi said, "I also like cats, but unfortunately my mother is allergic to cat fur."

He paused, "Xiao Yi, I've always been the same me, never changed."

Zhou Siyi suddenly had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask him, such as how did you feel towards me in the game before, how did you feel when you saw me for the first time later, such as... are you really, kind of in love with me? the...

But this kind of environment is not suitable for these problems, so he picked one that is not so sensational, "Wouldn't Zhenshanhe often press the F key by mistake?"

Zhuang Mengqi: "...No."

He straightened his face, and Zhou Siyi suddenly realized: "I see, so when you hit Sword Qi Flower before, you made a mistake when you went down the mountain and river, and you still blamed Li Chengfeng!"

Zhuang Mengqi: "I think you can shut up and eat."

Zhou Siyi laughed so that his shoulders trembled slightly, "Top masters in the national server will also make such low-level mistakes, but why do you want to put the F key, you can put one that is not easy to come across."

Zhuang Mengqi looked at him coldly: "That's because there was a gang fight, you were dragged over by the opposite monk and shot to death, blamed me for not giving you the mountains and rivers in time, and ignored me for two whole days."

"...Did I ignore you for two days?" Zhou Siyi scratched his head.

"Two days and one night, and I also removed my yellow horse from your channel, and told me that I will give you a promotion for the next time." Zhuang Mengqi gritted her teeth gently, "I don't know why, my apprentice is so domineering. I can still tolerate his presumptuousness."

Zhou Siyi: "I...don't really remember..."

He really didn't remember much, because before Zhuang Mengqi's account was changed, it was well known that Jun Yelan doted on his little apprentice to the point of doting.

Because he was beaten for doing teahouse tasks, he led a group of people to bury the opponent for two hours;

Because he thinks Huajian orange weapon is good-looking, when he only repairs milk, he will make dps orange weapon for him every season;

When he first learned to lead a group to play the book, he was given [-] fireworks after clearing the level;

Every time Jian Qihua is in the arena, Zhen Shanhe will always be given to him, even if he has a trace of blood left, he must give him Shanhe;

Teach him how to command offense and defense, teach him how to lead the arrogance, and step Lingfeng Castle to the ground.

So, Mrs. City Mistress, King Wu City was built for you in the first place.

No need to ask, if you want to call in, I will wait for you here.

After that bloody storm, Jun Yelan was dead, and his brother Hua was gone.

On the day when he was on the account for the last time, Zhou Siyi looked at Bi Luo, Luo Feng, and Mo Dian in his bag, and felt that he was like the names of these Cheng Wu.

Step by step, he climbed from a novice to the top of the martial arts world, and also lost his loved ones step by step.

If possible, he really hopes to go back to the day when he first met Jun Yelan in Daoxiang Village.

The sun was just right that day, and the village head was stroking his beard with a smile. He got up in a mess, and a Taoist priest who was facing the wind appeared in front of him.

Brother Hua's profile picture never lit up again.

Later, Zhuang Mengqi, carrying the scarred trombone, walked from one service to another.

When a came back, he decided to regain the situation with arrogance, so he deleted his account and never played this game again.

But who knows that not long after, his cute little blind date told him to let him play Sword Three with him.

When I saw him for the first time in the bar, he was playing with lighters recklessly, provocative without knowing it, but he rejected hunters one after another.

He only glanced at him, and for the rest of the game, he was absent-minded.

When he was young, he didn't understand his own feelings, all the concessions, all the pampering, did not make him realize this liking.

Until later, he finally found out that he liked him, loved him deeply, and wanted him.

If that day, when he confessed his love, he was the one who was on the number, then he would definitely tell him without hesitation that Master likes you too.

I want to enjoy the sea of ​​flowers on a sunny day with you, I want to swim with you by the Yingxue Lake, I want to embrace you in the desert and under the Sansheng tree, I want to take you to the top of Wenjian Peak, and I want to watch the sky of Huashan flying with you Snow.

I also want to hold your hand in reality, kiss your lips, touch your hair, hold you in my arms, and tell you, I love you, my boy.

You said you don't remember much, but I never forgot...

"Xiao Yi, if it's okay, let's join Hua Ge again, okay?" Zhuang Mengqi said to him with a gentle smile.

The author has something to say: So, Mrs. City Mistress, Wuwang City was built for you.