Dude look at me again

The offense and defense were still going on over there, Mu Shuangchen changed to YY after a few greetings, Shao Shao went out in the afternoon, and also changed to a small room to hang up.

Jiang Mingliu said to himself: "What should I do next?"

Yao Yi: "I'm going to eat, what time is the attack and defense at night?"

Jiang Mingliu thought about it. As the leader of the big gang, he always wanted to set an example by hanging up on the offensive map, but in fact he was very tired of it, and he couldn't ask Yao Yi to do the same: "Come and line up after four o'clock. When the time comes Just group me."

Yao Yi responded and turned off the game.

Jiang Mingliu ran to work in a teahouse, but found that there were no materials in the middle of the work, so he went offline in a lack of interest.

There is less than a month to go to undergraduate school, I don't know if there are any beautiful seniors who can hook up... He dug out a "hang-up power leveling" from the button, threw the number into the queue, packed up and went out with his notebook on his back ——The eighteenth birthday is coming soon, no one has given it to him, and he doesn't remember it, but this year is obviously different. From this year on, he will gradually take over the old man's factory.

Get acquainted with the financial and legal affairs resident at the headquarters first, so that it will be easier to go to the grassroots in the future.

Among other things, the company coffee is still delicious.Jiang Mingliu thought that he must get a driver's license in college, and comforted himself under the scorching sun.

Entering the company to get a sense of presence, ran to his father's office, turned on the laptop and sneaked onto the trumpet, Gu Chou Wuyou hadn't gone online yet.It just so happened that the headquarters celebrated the employees' collective birthdays every month, and invited him to eat cakes, so they hung up the phone and went.

When Yao Yi went downstairs, Xia Ting was watching TV in the living room, teasing without raising his head: "You can have dinner later."

"I just don't want to eat."

"Have you become a fairy?" Xia Ting glanced at him: "It was said earlier that we were playing games, but look at this FLAG."

Yao Yi hooked the corners of his mouth to smile or not.

Xia Ting stood up and gave him some hot food: "Smile more, don't put on a straight face all day long, and look like you don't like people—you didn't fight this month when I wasn't here, did you?"

Yao Yi had a headache: "No, I didn't go out."

"The door still has to go out, you need to practice more..."

"Got it," Yao Yi sat at the table with his head propped up, and interrupted him with a drawn out voice, "It's been years since I fought."

Xia Ting glared at him: "Fart, how did you break your arm last semester, forgot? Let alone self-defense, why do you get into fights every time? I haven't mentioned this to my eldest sister yet."

"Why others can bear it but you can't" and "why beat you if you don't beat others" are probably the words he heard the most from childhood to youth.

Xia Ting kept nagging: "You will become an adult next month, and you will be considered criminally responsible if you type anything—" He suddenly remembered something: "Where did you get your ID card from playing swordsman?"

Yao Yi: "Damn it." He paused, and added: "She's very happy, and even helped me recharge my card."

Xia Ting: "..."

These parents are really bad.

Yao Yi and Xia Ting made an appointment at night to call for help when they encountered any problems in the Candle Dragon Hall, and ran upstairs to stay at home.

Xia Ting sat back on the sofa, and for a moment he was torn between whether it was better to stay at home, or to go out and wander around and something would happen.

As a little uncle who was only three years older and was picked up by his cousin, he spent six years in junior high school and two years in college. He couldn't wait to drag Yao Yi by his belt so that he wouldn't get into trouble wherever he went, like Conan possessed him. Every step can encounter gang fights.

Xia Ting thought to himself that my mother gave birth to seven sons, and none of them could compare to Yao Yi, which made people worry. Thinking about the elder sister was also sad.

Feeling so emotional, he suddenly remembered that Yao Yi won the national award last semester, from the application to the defense, there was no suspense, no one in the whole school could compare, and he couldn't help feeling proud.

Although he was messing around when he was a child...at least he didn't grow crooked, and the fight was just accidentally involved. It was the problem of those punks, and definitely not his nephew's problem!

When Yao Yi went online, he saw Jiang Mingliu in the Haoqi League, but the secret chat showed that he was on-hook.So I ran to work in a teahouse, looked at the newly baked master, and sent him a four-piece teahouse set to Cangjianhao.

It just so happens that he tends to be cold-hearted when he speaks. From now on, a copy of his presence every day can be regarded as a thank-you gift for the tribute.

After trying the skills in the stake area for about [-] minutes, I went offline, and I dug out my favorite English speeches to start learning.In his junior year, he was an exchange student with the UK for one semester, and he was going to try it in just half a year.

At 56:[-], turn off the audio, log in to the game, and hang up YY.As soon as I entered the channel, I heard a cheerful voice: "Worriless, you are here! Waiting for you for a long time."

Yao Yi opened the YY interface, and at a glance locked on the only vest with the microphone turned on: "Little Fairy of the Qu Family".

Still a male yellow horse.

In line with the idea that life is born free, he refrained from the urge to complain, and only typed on the public screen: "En."

After a while, Jiang Mingliu replied: "I'm typing JJC for others, and I can't notice when I'm typing, so you talk on the microphone. It'll be over soon, wait a minute... By the way, I'm a small YY, add a friend first. "

Yao Yi added him as a friend in a complicated mood, but he couldn't hold back, he opened the small window and said, "Can you change your name?"

After a few seconds, Jiang Mingliu turned on the microphone: "Change? Why do you want to change? I think it's good."

Do you think it's just right to be wretched, boy? ?

So he was silent for a few seconds: "Alright, it matches you well."

Jiang Mingliu didn't realize it: "Hahahahahahahahaha, after all, it's my number."

Those who played offense and defense at noon all came back to YY, and they were hanging up for the evening game.Jiang Mingliu helped others finish his eyes, and then easily changed back to the Tibetan sword number in the queue.

The YY crowd was chatting with each other, and he suddenly laughed: "Hey? My apprentice is so considerate! My apprentice sent me a four-piece teahouse set!"

Mumu Zhuzhu: "Worriless? So good."

Jiang Mingliu: "Yes, hehehe~"

Mu Shuangchen said sourly: "My apprentice... also sent me a two-piece set for Kou Dao."

Jiang Mingliu: "Hahahahahahahaha! I'm going to go to a tea house! It just so happened that I didn't finish the materials at noon."

He couldn't control it, and while he was doing it, he forcibly interrupted when others were chatting: "...that's pretty good, but let me tell you, my apprentice is also very good, and he only played for a month. When I spar..."

Actually, they don't have much to do with each other.Yao Yi wore the same vest, buried in various suffixes.Listening to Jiang Mingliu's exaggeration, he repeatedly boasted about those small things happily, and talked about "what is my apprentice, what is my apprentice", saying that his reaction is fast, his consciousness is good, he is obedient and witty, like Show off like a treasure.

Suddenly... some blush.