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Facing the crazily rolling barrage, Zhong Xincheng raised his eyebrows coldly, Yan Shu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds, really feeling like "holding hands and looking at teary eyes".In the end, Zhong Xincheng took the initiative to attack and was almost kicked by Yan Shu to the ground.

The two computers were banging violently, the screen was facing the ceiling, and the wires were tangled together, so intimate.

"I was wrong baby, I really didn't pay attention." Yan Shu quickly grabbed Zhong Xincheng's ankle with his hands, his thin and protruding ankle was stuck in the tiger's mouth, Yan Shu seemed to have touched a forbidden place that should not be touched, his fingers trembled and then tightened slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Xincheng shrunk in dissatisfaction, and his sharp expression was a little bit more shy—only he had to pay close attention to notice the faint redness behind his ears.

"How to explain?" Zhong Xincheng spat out a few words coldly.

"Explain what, there is no silver 300 taels here?" Yan Shu smiled, he withdrew his hands, and quickly retracted his small tail into his shell when he saw Zhong Xincheng like a turtle, and his expression was as usual when he raised his eyes.

"Then leave it like this?" Zhong Xincheng continued straightening the overturned computer with a straight face.

"It's not very good, I have to say something."

Yan Shu smiled slightly, cleared his voice, and showed the vigor and confidence of delivering the inaugural speech of the chairman of the school council.

Zhong Xincheng felt that he could still trust his boyfriend in certain matters, so he turned over and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, sipped it slowly, and heard the man sitting upright when he came back.

"Of course the duo row, face to face solo row do you want to cross the catastrophe?"

"It's not living together, it's just borrowing."

"Isn't it normal for two men to live together? Are you all renting together with the opposite sex?"

"Then you are really open."

"Didn't you say we were friends? We knew each other before."

"What do you usually look like? It must be more lively and cute than what you see. You can't help being funny when you ask questions and answer them. Hoarding food is like a hamster carrying food."

"I won't disclose it, why should I tell you? It's obviously just mine."

"I didn't expect to know reality?" Yan Shu repeated the content of the barrage word by word, and suddenly smiled: "You can't think of more, guess again..."

Guess your uncle.

Zhong Xincheng slammed the glass in his hand on the table, like a cold ghost crawling out of an ancient glacier cave, water dangling and spilled on the table, Yan Shu was so frightened that he changed his words immediately.

"Guess what, don't talk about it, just play games."

Zhong Xincheng stared at Yan Shu with a sullen expression. He watched the dog man quickly click into the game interface, pretending to be fine.He pressed the knuckles of his index finger and middle finger with his thumb, and two crisp sounds appeared in the room, secretly thinking about how to clean up Yan Shu for a while.

Yan Shu and Zhong Xincheng lined up.

As soon as Zhong Xincheng entered the interface of Yan Shu's live broadcast room, the two avatars were side by side and intimately next to each other. It was obviously the same as before, but there was a little ambiguity due to the current situation.

Because another slightly vague voice came from the live broadcast room, its voice was cold and without any emotional fluctuations.

"What kind of talent is in the Taoxian series?"

Not long after, after hearing the sound of the mouse, Yan replied silently: "It's all about Jia Muheng."

"I don't like Muheng." A cold and rejecting voice sounded.

"Then Ranyan... you want to play wild?" Yan Wusheng was a little surprised.

"What, are you afraid?"

Oh, the smell of provocation.

"No, I'm just a little worried about whether the jungle knife can stack up to twenty layers."

"opposite?"

"You." There was a smile in Yan Wusheng's words, and in the next second, hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room heard a suppressed and short cry of pain - like a cat being trampled on its tail and strangled to death After closing his throat, he let out a miserable cry.

……

"Sudden Match"

"One thing down one thing"

"What's the use of being able to talk if you have to be beaten?"

"Inexplicable joy"

"The dumb anchor next door seems very strong..."

"I don't think this is a live-in friend no matter what I think."

"agree with the front"

"Brotherhood, don't think too much"

……

Zhong Xincheng's jungler is pretty good, at least not as bad as Yan Shu made fun of. After all, it's not like he hasn't seen it before, it's just that Zhong Xincheng encountered some difficulties in this round.

Xu has won too many consecutive victories recently, and his points are soaring, which is more fierce than riding a rocket. In the first round of today, there are four professional players out of ten players.

"Slaughter Bureau" "Slaughter Bureau" "Slaughter Bureau"

"The small generation and the big generation pass through the sky, the generation and the middle generation"

"Cool cool cool cool"

"Old military training"

"Today's game tells no one to get out of the canyon alive"

We have two anchors and professional support, and the opposite 3c is all the first team of TDIC Fantastic Division. How do we fight?

At the beginning of the game, Zhong Xincheng was squatted in the blue zone by professional players who were grouped together and not being human. The blue buff was gone, and the rhythm of the jungler was directly disturbed.Yan Shu managed to maintain his stability in the next lane, but he was too pressured to stand up. He heard the increasingly loud keyboard sounds of the children around him, and when he turned his head, he suddenly felt Zhong Xincheng's brows wrinkled, and there were several deep lines.

Obviously, this is a competition with people.

But what's the use of competing? After all, technical anchors and professional players are different-people rely on this to make a living, and you use this to make extra money. Can it be the same?

Some sarcasm appeared on the bullet screen, Yan Shu had no time to care, he just wanted to tease his boyfriend now.

Zhong Xincheng gritted his back teeth to restrain his emotions, his cheeks were as hard as a stone, his neck was deep, and there was a hint of sharp bone shape.He tilted his head slightly, and found Yan Shu approaching suddenly.

There is provocation in the man's words:

"Not happy?"

Zhong Xincheng clicked the mouse, and let out a cold hum from his throat.

"How about this, I'll help you squat a wave, let's not talk about whether you win or not, I will definitely get a few heads."

At this time, Xincheng looked over, as if he was not convinced: "The opposite is Dai Zhongdai."

"What's the matter with Diwangdai, the blood bar won't move?" Yan Shu stretched out his hand to pinch Zhong Xincheng's neck, rubbing his knuckles against the protruding bone at the back of his neck, his hair brushed his fingertips, causing Zhong Xincheng to squint his eyes She raised her eyelids and glanced at him cautiously.

At this time, Yan Shu was full of fighting spirit, which moved Zhong Xincheng very much.

Facts have proved that Diwangdai is indeed very strong, but Yan Shu and Zhong Xincheng connected the screen and switched computers, and secretly played the profession they knew, which is really suspected of cheating.

"There is no one in the triangle grass, the blue group of wild monsters, and the vision of the central river is still there." Zhong Xincheng's words were short, he retreated in the bottom lane, and had a premonition of something.

"Wait, we'll be there soon." Yan Shu finished brushing the wild area, and moved down the road gropingly.

The jungler on the opposite side will definitely gank Zhong Xincheng.

"Three vs. three, who do you think will win?" Yan Shu bent his elbow and touched Zhong Xincheng's arm, and saw the child's expression was serious, and his fingertips were flying.

"I can win." Zhong Xincheng said firmly.

As expected, Zhong Xincheng won.

In just a few seconds, the fans in the live broadcast room were like a stuck machine. Seeing the opposite jungler approaching, Zhong Xincheng and the support had nowhere to go. The reversal, the dazzling special effects made the heart stop, and only Zhong Xincheng stood in the bloody storm.

He silently showed a thumbs up sign at the corner of the road where corpses were strewn all over the place.

Followed by a silent smile: "If you fail to learn, you will like it."

The people in the live broadcast room were just about to copy the keyboard and taunt him for calling "stop the thief", but when they heard a soft retort from the earphones, they all froze in place.

"You taught me."

The barrage was silent for a moment, as peaceful as death.

"I've never seen you learn so quickly and memorize so firmly." Yan Wusheng smiled.

This time it was Zhong Xincheng who was puzzled, he hummed a rising voice to express his questioning, and suddenly seemed to be choked up, frozen in place, elusive.

Yan Shu took off the earphones, and he lightly pressed the earphones under the pillow. Suddenly, the people in the live broadcast room seemed to be collectively pressed under the water, and the hazy voice was indistinct.

He leaned closer to the child's ear, and said slowly, with more teasing in his tone: "I usually teach you to kiss, why can't you learn to open your mouth after so long?"

Zhong Xincheng curled up his fingers, enduring the teasing under the eyes of everyone but safely and secretly, silently thinking:

Actually it will.