Scum smell

At the time, I didn't feel anything about giving away the Hard-working machine. The next day, when Ji Yao realized what he had done, his guts were filled with regret.

He went downstairs slowly and wanted to complain to his parents, but the house was empty again. He curled his lips and went straight into the next room, where Zhang's mother was eating melon seeds in the living room.He plunged into the opponent's arms, scratching his hands and talking about the pain in his heart.

Zhang's mother was so entangled by him that she couldn't even watch TV. She patted his head and coaxed him with a smile: "What's wrong? Huh?"

"You don't understand even after you say it." After Ji Yao finished speaking, she pretended to cry like a mournful voice, "Godmother, my heart aches~~~"

"If you don't roll, your body will hurt." A strong force came from the back of the neck, and he was roughly pulled up.Ji Yao looked back, and saw Fa Xiaozheng's dark face.

"This is you, and you're not an outsider. Why are you being so fierce?" Zhang's mother said angrily, "Your face is dark at first, but when you get up, it gets even darker." She turned her face and rubbed the back of Ji's neck, " Did you feel any pain? The godmother rubbed it for you."

"???" Zhang He couldn't believe it, "Mom? You are really my real mother!"

Ji Yao almost fainted from laughter.

When both of them went upstairs, Zhang He folded his arms, his face full of impatience: "What did you do again?"

Ji Yao told the cause, process and result of last night's incident.Zhang He was stunned for a moment, then pulled his face down, raised his hand and gave Ji Yao a hard shudder on the forehead.

Zhang He and Ben didn't hold back, Ji Yao's skin instantly turned red.

"—Ouch!" The chestnut came unexpectedly, Ji Yao covered his forehead and shouted dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong with me!"

"After breaking up with Wen Lin, you still want to flirt with him. You really don't change your mind! Do you really want him to be destroyed in your hands? Ji Yao—you want to win the scumbag Nobel, right?"

Ji Yao was really wronged this time: "I don't have it, I really don't - this is what I promised before."

Zhang He snapped again, this time more forcefully than the previous one: "Still sophistry! I have released so many pigeons before and never saw you as reluctant to let them go. You just want to hang Wen Lin, right?"

Ji Yao shrank her neck when she heard the words, and said in a low voice, "Because... Wen Lin is different... After all these years..."

Zhang He was expressionless: "Yeah, every time I want to punch you to death, I comfort myself in my heart, after all these years."

"It's been so many years? Anyway, you've been treating people like this for so many years? The more familiar you are, the more sloppy you are. Knowing that you are blindly teasing your mother, is it reasonable? Killing familiarity? It's just that people don't want to befriend you, right?"

Ji Yao was confused by Zhang He's scolding, and only after a long time did he say: "No...not that bitch... right..."

When he said the last word, Zhang He raised his eyes and gave him a cold look. Ji Yao immediately became more timid, shrank his head weakly, and did not dare to speak.

Zhang He almost got angry when he saw him like this, so Ma Liuer raised Fa Xiao's neck and threw him out of his room again.

"Go away, it hurts to see you."

Zhang's mother was still cracking melon seeds in the living room, and when she saw Ji Yao being carried out in disgrace, she said cheerfully, "Yo, Yao, you were kicked out by Ah He again."

Ji Yao: "..."

Mom, you are my own mother, people are hard to break down, please stop talking.

He went home disheartened, had nothing to do for a long time, browsed the game forum for a long time, and finally downloaded another game.This game just came out, it's quite popular, and it's also an RPG, he plans to play it to change his mood.

When creating a character, Ji Yao hesitated for a while, and chose a female account by accident, long-range, single-target healing, almost the same as Wanhua's role back then.

How the hell would he want to play with milk... The early upgrade is to kill him...

After entering the game, Ji Yao thought while beating his chest and stamping his feet.The little girl on the screen used a first-level wooden staff to poke the monster with difficulty to upgrade.

There was a trumpet next to him who was also not at the same level. He couldn't stand it anymore and asked him: "Why do you use the healing staff to poke the monster? There should be other weapons that are suitable for you. Change your weapon."

Ji Yao wanted to talk nonsense, of course I knew that I was also desperate if my face was dark—but considering his character design in the game, he said weakly: "Ah? That's how it is, thank you."

Then continue to poke the monster with the stick.

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Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao explained embarrassingly: "I didn't pick up other weapons."

The trumpet hit a series of points, turned around and left, without any intention of extending a helping hand to a beautiful and weak female priest.

Ji Yao also heaved a sigh of relief, he is not in the mood to hook up with men now.However, I don't know if it's because they received the same leveling missions and completed them at the same speed. The two of them kept going the same way again and again. That trumpet applied for team formation.

The other party refused.

Ji Yao:? ? ?

He teamed up like crazy.

The other party frantically refused.

Ji Yao sent him a message: It's more efficient this way, big brother, let's leave after the fight.

The other party replied with two words: "Go away."

Ji Yao: ……………

He seriously suspected that what the other party wanted to say was to get out.

As if someone is so rare.He shrugged and turned away.

Coincidentally, this trumpet who exudes don't care about me is Wen Lin.

Wen Lin didn't know how he spent last night, it was probably the worst birthday ever.He fell into a drowsy sleep until this morning, knowing that he couldn't do this, so he decided to do something to distract himself.So I played a game very casually, intending to adjust my mood.

However, there is a girl who doesn't have long eyes, who has been following him—although later he knew it was a misunderstanding—Where did he go, where did the girl go, Wen Lin almost wanted to drop the mouse—was it because he was meddling in other people's business before? Did you ask too much, do you want to linger like this! ?

In fact, Wen Lin is not like this under normal circumstances. Compared with most boys, he has more patience and is not easy to get angry.However, now he is in the lowest mood, and the original intention of playing games is to relax alone, but at this time, there is still a stranger walking around all the time-this taste!

However, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it. In the end, he has no choice but to form a team with that female priest.

The other party teased: "Can we stop making it look like forcing a good girl into prostitution?"

Wen Lin didn't want to say a word, and left the team after completing the task.However, the other party seemed to find some fun from him, unilaterally added him as a friend, and then kept harassing him.

Ji Yao: I really just think this person's operation is pretty good...

Wen Lin was so annoyed that he couldn't drive away, and couldn't hide. From then on, he gave up his account and stopped playing, and he seemed to be afraid of each other. So somehow, they added friends to each other, and changed jobs along the way. Jue rose to level [-].

Not to mention, with such a noisy girl, he seems to have no time to think about Ji Yao.

... As expected, he is still heterosexual. Even if he doesn't like this girl, he feels comforted in his heart by having her by his side.

Wen Lin smiled self-deprecatingly.

When a two-man wild team went to play a dungeon, Ji Yao, as the only nurse, took the responsibility of supporting the whole team without hesitation.However, he is a single-target healer. As the name suggests, he doesn't have any group skills, and most of them heal one person. In addition, it's his first time playing milk. Although he has a good sense, he is still a bit flustered.

No matter how great the water is, the master is still a master. This boss passed by without any risk. Afterwards, Wen Lin made a summary for him, where he made mistakes and what he did well.Ji Yao has never seen this guy who has always spoken so little type so many words, he was a little amused, and joked: "You are so proficient, don't you be an idiot before."

As a result, Wen Lin hummed: "I used to play with milk all the time."

He is now a melee, violent dps, and his gameplay is close to barbaric, making it difficult to connect him with milk.

Ji Yao cheerfully said, "Oh, double cultivation. Grandma has a bright future, why didn't you continue playing?"

Wen Lin smiled and replied, "I don't like playing with milk in the first place."

Ji Yao raised his eyebrows, and got a lot of inside information from this sentence. He thoughtfully didn't ask, but changed the topic—if he wanted, he could be very lovable, and even make people feel like a spring breeze—he changed The topic: "Haha, I don't like to play with milk either."

"I used to have a friend who used to be a nurse for several years, but he stopped playing. I just found out a while ago that he doesn't like breasts very much—just like you, I guess every nurse has someone who wants to be a dps Heart——I suddenly wanted to know how he felt when he was playing."

At the beginning, Ji Yao really didn't know that Wen Lin didn't like playing with milk.When he was playing, Wen Lin had already come out. At that time, he didn't understand anything, and said happily that it's a pity that you are a dps. If you are a milk, we can form a permanent team.Wen Lin cut his internal strength immediately, and told him that he was actually a milk all along, but he switched to dps in order to upgrade him.

Now, Ji Yao has to keep an eye on his teammates' health bars to count the time, seize every minute and every second, and watch them rush ahead, while he can only hide behind.Sometimes he couldn't help but think, so Wen Lin felt this way.

Hearing Ji Yao's words, Wen Lin leaned back and fell on the backrest. He closed his eyes slightly, smiled, and said, "It feels good."

"?" He saw the other party put a question mark, maybe he didn't understand.

"If your friend has played a profession that he doesn't like and has been playing for so many years, then he must feel that even if it is a profession that he doesn't like, he will be very happy to play."

"..." The other party typed a series of ellipsis, not sure if they didn't understand or were speechless.

Wen Lin rubbed his eyes, he didn't sleep well, he was a little sleepy, but he didn't want to go to sleep, because he was afraid of dreaming, afraid that the dream would be full of Ji Yao, and even more afraid of waking up empty.

He continued typing a little tiredly: "As long as I can stay with the person I like, even if I just sit there in a daze, I am very happy."

With a duck neck in his mouth, Ji Yao stared at the line of small characters. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.