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After Ling Han's evening training, he received a message from An Mo.

He invited himself to duo together, and sent the screenshots of the results of the two rounds just now.

An Mo: Come to the duo, take me with you.

He returned to the dormitory, took a shower, came out to turn on the computer, and entered the live broadcast room.

When he saw An Mo's face, he was slightly taken aback, staring at his face almost raptly until it was quiet in his ears, there was no sound of playing games, and An Mo didn't speak either. With comforting words, he realized that something was wrong.

There were too many bullet screens, and he couldn't find the cause and effect, but judging from what the fans called 'Tian Tian', it was obvious that the lover of Huo Tun had come to make trouble again.

Ling Leng's face was covered with a cold light brewing in his eyes.

The young man in front of the camera looks lonely, and the appearance of not saying a word makes people feel distressed.

He responded quickly, without extra words, only three words: I am coming.

An Mo, who withdrew from the camera, twitched the corners of his mouth, it was a heartfelt smile.

"The boss I called is here." His voice was very soft, but he couldn't hide his pride. "He is very powerful. He just... got off work. Let him lead me, and he will definitely win the next few rounds."

The anchor became active again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the happy smile on his face did not seem to be fake, which made the fans who have been following him feel relieved.

However, they are not completely convinced.

One of An Mo's housing managers has sorted out the cause and effect of the incident and went to contribute to the live broadcast bot.

When Ling Han went online, An Mo pulled him into the team and turned on the microphone.

"I asked you to play games just after get off work, are you tired?"

In the voice, An Mo spoke softly, which was quite different from his usual kitten-like appearance in front of him.

Ling Han's heart felt like being scratched by a kitten's paw, itching unbearably, he cleared his throat, and said in a deep and deep voice, "I'm not tired."

"Really?" An Mo made an exaggerated expression towards the camera, and then teased, "I've been busy all day and said I'm not tired, and I'm always on call. Don't you like me?"

The beautiful skin is gentle and pure, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth makes that pretty face appear mischievous and agile.The sparkling light in the water eyes, when looking directly at the camera, seems to penetrate the heart of the heart through electronic equipment, spying on the most real soul.

Teasing himself in front of all the fans in the live broadcast room, it can be seen that he is in a good mood.

——Oh Yo, this is awesome!

——It's HAN!Are some people slapped in the face? When HAN was in a double row with us, you didn’t know where to interpret the ancient and early Mary Su literature.

——Isn’t this sweeter than that sand sculpture?Some people are afraid of being robbed while holding rotten melons, which is simply ridiculous.

——One thing to say, this old man's voice is the black-clothed brother with the subwoofer who cooked and ate together last time, and I can knock it again.

When Ling Han was thinking of something to answer so that the gorgeous little face in front of the camera could show a different expression, An Mo naturally changed the subject.

"You can use the jungler tonight." An Mo suddenly arranged like this.

You must know that An Mo never spoke about roles and positions when they were in duo together.When they didn't get diamonds, the two often made up seats. An Mo was very humble, and sometimes let Ling Han choose the seat first; after getting diamonds, this kind of situation rarely happened, and everyone could cooperate. of.

Jungling is naturally fine, this is Ling Han's home position, but he wants to know why An Mo suddenly let him play jungle.

"Am I going wild all night tonight?"

"That's right." An Mo said, "Some people say that I don't have a wild king with me. I just want to prove that I not only have a wild king with me, but this wild king always takes me alone."

There was no calmness in the past in the words, but there was a little more pride and showing off.

Coupled with this face that makes people willing to give everything, there is a small climax in the barrage instantly.

——I'm so proud of you!

——Hahahahaha Xiaoyi started to show off.

——To be reasonable, I watched HAN and the anchor double row a few times. The opponent is really stable and can fly in every position.I really want to know where to get this kind of friend who can fly!

Ling Han's heart skipped a beat. Since the relationship was established, every word An Mo uttered seemed to be dancing on his fetish, and he was unscrupulous. Every time he finished speaking confidently, he watched his reaction with great interest.

"Don't you want to go wild?"

An Mo rested his chin on his hand, blinked his big eyes, and asked back.

—Tell him you want to!

——Don't reject brother, otherwise you won't be able to marry a wife in this life!

——Brothers are playing wild!Don't let my wife down!

Ling Han stared at the word 'wife' and frowned.

"I play wild."

An Mo snickered inwardly, but he didn't show it on his face, he was still calm and calm, and started a game.

As soon as he entered, An Mo sent a message using voice recognition without choosing a character.

"Bring your own wild king, don't grab the jungler, thank you for your cooperation, friends."

A barely audible chuckle came from the earphones, and An Mo raised his eyes to glance at the barrage.

——This is so arrogant!

- Rampant this belongs to is.

——Hahahaha brought your own wild king, I heard Brother HAN laughed!Omg it's so sweet!

"Huh?" An Mo was taken aback, "Are you smiling?"

Ling Han denied it flatly, "I didn't laugh."

"Impossible, my fans have the sharpest ears. Last time when I was cooking, I yawned and covered my mouth with the microphone, and they said they heard me panting."

——Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

——Wait a minute, this anchor is too interesting, who said it was a good-looking anchor?

——With an interesting soul and a good-looking skin, I don’t know why, but I think there will be hundreds of thousands of people robbing me of my wife in the future.

——10,000+ is less, let me bet 200 million first!

Ling Han was also amused, and the slow voice spilled out one by one, as if it was ringing in An Mo's ear.

"Smile so nicely, what should I do if my fans are taken away by you?"

"It's okay, my fans are your fans."

"... Tsk, lost."

I have to say that part of it was for the effect of the live broadcast, but An Mo would not be able to take Ling Han's words even in normal times.Of course, if the two were face to face, he might seal the mouth with a kiss and overwhelm each other in action.

In the game, An Mo's location is on the fifth floor.

He said that he brought the wild queen, and several people except Ling Han spoke separately.

Third floor: Brother, are you bringing the real wild king or the fake wild king?I have knelt for three games in a row, and now I am sitting on the balcony playing games.

Fourth floor: First of all, people bring their own wild king, and there is an 80.00% probability that they are not brothers, but little sisters.Secondly, you are too scary, this is just a game.

First Floor: ...Extreme, do you want to come down first?

Third floor: Sitting on the balcony is actually a joke. I mainly want to say kneeling three rounds in a row.

Mo Yi: Don't worry, King Manye.

HAN: I leave the jungler position to me, just use what I'm good at.

In the first round, from the selection of characters at the beginning to entering the canyon, everyone communicated fairly well.

Except for An Mo and Ling Han, a few of them even communicated on the mic, and the three of them spoke three dialects, which made An Mo laugh from time to time, very happy.

"Really, friends." An Mo said to the fans in the live broadcast room: "Sometimes, listening to the local dialects of various regions is really a super happy thing. Even if you don't understand the dialects of certain regions , but as long as you hear it and understand its meaning a little bit, you will feel double the happiness.”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Han fought against the opponent's wilderness in the opponent's wilderness and scored a double kill.

"It's amazing, it's amazing."

Maili was silent for a while, An Mo didn't hear Ling Han's voice, but heard the dialect of fellow teammate Hou Yi.

"Brother, it's okay. As expected, I brought my sister here, and I was very happy to be brought here."

An Mo laughed out loud.

Ling Han didn't turn on the receivers of the whole team, but when he heard his laughter, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

"You turn on the receivers of the whole team. It's very interesting for everyone to talk."

"No." Ling Han said, "If you hear something interesting, just pass it on to me."

An Mo groaned, and said truthfully: "Hou Yi was very touched, he said you took him away."

Ling Han: "..."

Silence spread, and An Mo and Danmaku laughed together.

A game is guaranteed to win, and the game ends quickly.An Mo clicked Match, then put down his phone and stretched his waist, taking this opportunity to interact with everyone by watching the message on the bullet screen.

"My relationship with Han?" An Mo thought for a while, and said, "It's a very important relationship, and I can't tell for a while."

——Then the relationship between you and HAN is better, or the relationship with Faxiao?

"This question is too provocative." An Mo paused, remained silent for a few seconds, and said in a flat tone: "There are two different feelings, but if we only look at the present, of course I choose HAN."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and began to choose characters, with an attitude of skipping the topic and not talking about it again.

Ling Han listened silently, although the result made him feel gratified, but thinking of An Mo's previous hesitation, he couldn't stop feeling lost for a moment.

It's like the feelings held in the palm of your hand have always been on a high place, and suddenly they are blown down by the wind, that feeling of helplessness and hesitation.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and a message popped up.

An Mo: Ask me about Faxiao.

Ling Han: "..."

Which play is this?

When the words came to his lips, after being disrupted and reorganized several times, he stroked the edge of the phone with his fingers, and asked thoughtfully, "I can't compare to Fa Xiao?"

An Mo in the camera was taken aback.

——I entered this live broadcast room today, saw beauties, experienced finding faults, and ate cp candy, and now I am deeply trapped in the field of verbal Shura.In just a few hours, I had nothing to say but shocked and settled in this studio!

——cough cough cough cough I don't want to hear gossip (perks up my ears)

——Quickly answer!Brother HAN has spoken!

In the bullet screen, there were a group of fans who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. An Mo showed hesitation on his face. He didn't say until the selection was over, "You are the most important."

"Then why do you say 'just look now'?"

The corners of An Mo's lips curled into a slight curve, which made his handsome face more vivid, "Because it's hard to say anything about the future."

"I can make a promise with you." Ling Han became stubborn, "I promise that I will be by your side in the future."

An Mo's breath was stagnant.

He lowered his head and stared at the name 'HAN' in the game, the light in his eyes shone like stars.

The reason why Ling Han brought up the topic of Tang Yang was because he stared at the bullet screen for a moment, and he seemed to see a user with the word 'fire' entering the live broadcast room.

Acting in a full set, An Mo rushed to solve the turmoil with Yue Tian in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally heard the man confess in public.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the soft light in his eyes overflowed.

- worth it.

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