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Chapter 42 Wild King X Anchor 7

As the captain, he usually takes care of the 'kid' in the team - Zier.

Zier, who was just 20 years old, was quite noisy, he dared to say and do anything.Although Ling Han usually doesn't like to set rules for them, when it comes to 'education', Zier's 'Brother Han' is really not in vain.

"Stand up straight." Coldly reprimanded, Ling Han let go of his hand, and took his hat back casually.

Zier didn't dare to be presumptuous and stood upright.

His eyes fell on An Mo, Ling Han paused for two seconds and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zill shook his head: "I didn't do anything, just chat."

"Well, yes." An Mo also subconsciously put his hands on the line of his trousers and said, "Let's chat casually."

The restrained appearance made Ling Han's heart sink, he looked away and landed on Zier.

Zier was so nervous that he almost stood in a military posture.

Facing Qier, Ling Han felt a sense of accomplishment, and he didn't find it strange.But just seeing the little anchor a little nervous just now, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

After all, the people you face are different.

An Mo was like a butterfly in a spring garden, flying from nowhere, and landed on the flower very abruptly.

It's also hard to imagine that just yesterday, he just played a game with this little anchor who touched his heart.

The three of them went back to the private room together. Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, An Mo sat back in his seat and ate the food on the plate absent-mindedly.The sashimi had a fishy smell, An Mo resisted the nausea and ate it.

After putting down the chopsticks, Zier wanted to get him some sushi from the big plate, but he refused.

"Are you full?" Ziel asked worriedly: "Don't worry, eat more. Anyway, we don't need to spend money... Now this situation is considered a team dinner. Brother Han spends money, right Brother Han?"

It wasn't about the money, but after hearing what Zier said, An Mo still broke into a cold sweat for him.

Why didn't you see you being so bold when you were scolded by pinching your ears just now?

Carefully looking at the man next to him, the big hand holding the cigarette just now is holding Japanese-style long chopsticks, deftly meeting the plate in front of him.

Sensing his gaze, Ling Han paused his fingers, and then responded in a low voice, "En."

"Okay!" Kiel chuckled.

The unkind villain in the original novel seems to be a bit different at this moment. After all, from Tang Yang’s point of view, Ling Han is a person who does whatever it takes to win. He is ruthless to others and to himself. The most famous one is that he injured his hand. But still insist on the game.

Thinking of this, An Mo's eyes wandered on the big hand.

It was a circle bigger than his hand, although it was also thinner, but for some reason, it looked stronger than An Mo's hand.

"Does it look good?" A deep voice rang in his ears.

An Mo looked away calmly, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Thank you, Hanshen."

"Call me Ling Han."

An Mo paused, "Mr. Ling."

Ling Han pursed his thin lips in displeasure, and after a while, looked away, "It doesn't matter."

Seeing that he was unhappy, An Mo took the initiative to take out his phone and called up the QR code interface, "Why don't you add your contact information, and I'll transfer you a portion of the money for this meal."

This move obviously made the surrounding air pressure lower, as if the dark matter had solidified, making An Mo's breathing stagnate.

Okay, the idiot also felt that the other party was very dissatisfied.

Quietly retracting the phone, wanting to pretend like nothing happened, but didn't want the wrist to be grabbed suddenly, and the cold touch fell on the skin, like snowflakes falling in winter.

He quickly scanned the QR code on the screen and added him as a friend.

An Mo: ...

[This person is a bit strange. 】

I can't say it's weird, but it's a bit of a sense of disobedience.

The QR code was sent up by him on his own initiative, and it would be bad for people to hesitate to add it, so the moment the friend request popped up, he agreed and wrote [Ling Han] to the other party.

His eyes fell on Ling Han's WeChat name, a simple, capitalized 'L'.

An Mo immediately thought of the netizen whom he ran into yesterday when he was playing games - L Dot.

What happened recently?Everyone likes to use the letter L.

But after thinking about it, Ling Han's surname is Ling, and it seems reasonable to put capital letters on it casually and lazily with his personality.

"What are you laughing at?"

An Mo was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize that when he was staring at this L, the corner of his mouth curved slightly, and was caught tightly by the man beside him.

He paused, and said slowly: "It's okay, I just feel that the letter L often appears in my life recently."

Ling Han said in a low voice, "What's the problem?"

"No problem." An Mo suddenly looked straight at him, his amber eyes were filled with a faint mist, "It was when I was playing games yesterday that I met a player with a capital L in his name. And convinced me to beat my heart."

Ling Han: "..."

There should be silence.

Although I really want to say that that person also led you to win a round, but reason tells Ling Han that no matter what the relationship between the last two people is, the trumpet named L point can give up.

Or change your name.

After eating, they will go back to training.

In contrast, An Mo was the one with the most leisure time, Qier was reluctant to part with him, and he couldn't delay his training, so he quickly promised to see you next time during the holiday and coaxed him away.

In the afternoon, I was not in a hurry to go home, so I happened to go to the mall on Central Street to buy some ingredients and daily necessities.

Tang Yang said that he would buy seafood at night, and Anmo really didn't want to stir-fry it in such a hot day, so he finally decided to make a seafood dish with sauce and put it on a large plate.

After returning home, I posted a notice in the feed, and said that there will be a friend to help me in the evening, and there are speculations about the identity of the friend in the comments. There is a high probability that it is the one who came to the dinner last night and caused the "husband" to download the broadcast in advance!

At five o'clock, Tang Yang came in with a few black bags.

"I want to take a shower here." He was covered in sweat, and his tone was a bit coquettish, "I went to the seafood market after training, and came back to squeeze the subway to catch the evening rush hour. I was so sweaty and uncomfortable. I climbed Don't go up, let me take a shower here."

"I don't have anything you need." An Mo ruthlessly grabbed the bag and blocked him at the door: "Take the elevator up, you don't need to climb up. Take a shower and get down to work."

"You are so ruthless..."

"Small seafood in juice." An Mo interrupted him.

Tang Yang took a deep breath, this dish was like dancing on his cool spot!

"Wait for me, come down immediately!"

In the hot summer, if a dinner is rich and cool, wouldn't it be a good thing!

When the live broadcast was turned on, the fans who had been guarding the live broadcast room suddenly popped up.

--husband!

——Let me see which goblin caught my husband's attention!

——Is the anchor not playing games today?I still want to watch such an interesting game live broadcast yesterday!

An Mo pointed the camera at the sink, looked up at the comments on the background of the mobile live broadcast, and began to reply one by one.

"good evening."

"Eating seafood at night, my friend bought so much seafood."

"Games? Well, if you have time at night, you might play a dozen."

White fingers dexterously untied the bag, and there were shrimps, scallops, oysters, abalone and other seafood in it. The quantity was not much, but the variety was complete.

Thinking that there were still some vegetables in the refrigerator, An Mo temporarily decided to make another cold dish with sauce.

——Fucking big family!

——Woooooo, children inland also want to eat so much seafood!

An Mo smiled, put the shelled ingredients aside first, and said, "I can't deal with these, let's deal with them when my friend comes."

We started to process the prawns. The fresh sea prawns were still alive and kicking, and a few jumped out of the tank, very energetic.Picking out the shrimp thread and cutting off the spikes at the front, An Mo put the shrimp aside, dug and dug in the black bag, and pulled out a squid.

Barrage: Hey!

Because he didn't have a strong desire for food, An Mo felt a little uncomfortable when he smelled the fishy smell. After he handled the squid neatly, he put it on a plate for later use.

Ding dong, the crisp doorbell rang at this moment.

An Mo let out a breath slowly, and said, "My friend is here, I'll open the door first."

After turning off the radio, An Mo went to open the door. Tang Yang had already changed into home clothes, looking very casual.

An Mo pointed to the camera in the kitchen, Tang Yang raised his eyebrows and nodded in understanding.

"Do not worry."

The two entered the kitchen one after the other, and Tang Yang naturally couldn't avoid entering the camera's shooting range.The audience only saw a man with a better figure walked into the kitchen first, and started to deal with the seafood that the anchor had just pushed aside. No matter how you look at it, he has a strong boyfriend and looks very capable.

——It really is a wild man!

——There is a wild man in my husband's family, please call the police for me!

——To be honest, this figure is quite lickable.

——The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and now I just want to see the face.

"Your barrage is very dangerous." An Mo said slowly: "Because I'm live broadcasting, and I don't give him an appearance fee, so he can only act as the background. So don't think about showing your face, talking, etc. .”

There was a wailing in the barrage.

At this moment, a body exuding heat suddenly leaned over behind him.

"It's okay to talk." A deep and magnetic voice sounded in his ears. Tang Yang stretched out his arms, took a crowbar from the shelf, and looked at the bullet screen, "Me? I don't have a name, I'm just an ordinary person. It’s just a small hair that’s not surprising.”

The poses of the two were photographed by the camera and were extremely ambiguous, as if the anchor would exchange a deep kiss with the man who claimed to be Fa Xiao as soon as he turned his head.

--what! ! !

—together!

——It’s okay if you don’t have a name, I can knock one by one X nameless!

The one who was originally called the anchor's husband has now become a cp knocker.

"It's knocked up, the live broadcast effect is very good, I will come a few more times in the future."

An Mo frowned, stepped on Tang Yang's foot in dissatisfaction, gasped in his ear, and retreated from his warm body.

"There won't be a next time." An Mo said mercilessly: "Next time we come to eat, the water and electricity bills plus labor costs will not be less."

Tang Yang sighed, "So ruthless."

"Ruthless? Then don't come."

"Then I still want to come." Tang Yang leaned over with a smile, "How about I pay a year's fee first?"

He deliberately put his fishy hand under An Mo's nose. In order to avoid him, An Mo had to lean back, frowning, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

One leaning back, one leaning over, and not speaking at the same time, it really looks like they are kissing.

The barrage had already exploded, and as the house manager, Zier, who was fishing in the training room, opened the screen directly and this was the scene——

"Little one—!"

A terrible scream erupted in the SL club.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is Brother Han's home game.

ps. There is no way to slap the face of the original work immediately, you have to follow the plot, don't worry!

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