[Online game] My boyfriend is the conductor

En Evil City YY, hundreds of people watched online.

At this time, the public screen is even more lively than during the singing festival.

—what did I hear? ? ? ! !

--Wow! ! ! ! !

——ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

——Qing Mo's biggest candy in this century! ! ! ! ! !

——See you in a long time! Life is so beautiful! ! !

—Seven years! ! !It's been seven years since Qing Mo! ! !Finally took the step this year! ! !Seven years! ! !The CP on my station is finally not blurred! ! ! !

——Except for childhood sweetheart Jiang Lian, who else can stop us Qing Mo now! ! !

The above is the Qingmo Party who is so happy that he is about to faint, and the following is the onlookers who are full of melons.

——What's the situation with these two people?

- weird

——gay in gay

——It should be impossible to be together, but it is true that the relationship has improved

——Isn't Qinghe an online hero?

——Yeah, we still do missions together on Qixi Festival

——It’s been a long time since Qinghe took the initiative before?

——Penglai, they were all stunned 23333333

——Don’t you think male gods are MAN?Coming in is an active declaration

——Mo Xie, you are weak tonight 2333333 stupid

——No wonder that group of girls stood at Qing Mo, I think Mo Qing is impossible

——These two are so sweet

——But I have to say that the last wave of business bragging was embarrassing 2333333

- but it's okay

——Yeah, they didn’t blow it, their voices are really nice 23333

"Qinghe?"

Mo Xie managed to maintain his sanity. He saw that the public screen was already in chaos. He was thinking, how could Qinghe say such things in such a public place? It was obviously not his style.

He quietly opened the microphone while sending a message to Qinghe.

[Lian Xi] Mo Xie <Mechanism Master>: Qinghe, did you lose the bet?

This was the most likely reason Mo Xie could think of.

The avatar on the opposite side shows inputting——

[Lianyu] Qinghe <empty>: no

no……

No? ?

No? ! ! !

[Lian Xi] Mo Xie <Mechanism Master>: That is to say! ! !can we really meet? ! ! ! !

Mo Xie is hi.

Near the water tower, get the month first!

Recalling the ridiculously good-looking side face in the photo, Mo Xie felt as if he was on a rocket.

"Ah."

[Lian Yu] Qinghe<Kong>: Well, make an appointment

Listening to the voice in his ear, looking at the text he only sent to himself, Mo Xie was high again.

Tonight... no, tomorrow...

tomorrow! !

Let's meet tomorrow! ! ! !

His finger was already on the Enter key, and Mo Xie suddenly thought that Qing He said that he was busy recently... Mo Xie calmly stopped sending.

[Lian Xi] Mo Xie <Mechanism Master>: When are you free?

[Lianyu] Qinghe <Kong>: The official offline celebration of the [-]th anniversary of the sword, is it okay?

Seventh anniversary?

The seventh anniversary of Zhanjian should be near the end of September, because the internal testing of Zhanjian is in September.Every celebration, in addition to various activities, there will also be a seven-day offline event...

Mo Xie turned on her phone and glanced at her calendar.

[Lian Xi] Mo Xie <Mechanism Master>: Yes!

While using the computer to reply like this, Mo Xie sent messages to his friends.

Chu Bai: Give me all of September! !I'm going on vacation! ! !

The other party replied: Little by little.

on the public screen.

Hearing that Mo Xie called Qinghe out of the two, then Qinghe said yes, and then there was nothing else, Gongping looked confused.

--Then what? ?

——Don't mind us continuing! ! !

—— Manage whether you have banned their mics! ! ! !

Management: I swear I didn't.

——Why don't you talk! ! !

——Please talk again! !

—I am willing to listen to it for three days and three nights!

——What about people? ?

——Did the two go to chat secretly?

——Upstairs is really amazing, it’s very possible

——Quiet ♂ quiet ♂ talk

——Grievance, if we have the ability to speak out, we can pretend we didn’t hear it

——233333 I can also pretend not to hear

However, after swiping the public screen for a long time, there was no movement, the channel was quiet, and no one dared to turn on the mic because of the atmosphere.After a few minutes like this, they heard Qing He open the microphone, "That's all for today, I'm off, see you all."

Um?Just leave? ?

Mo Xie turned on the mic: "Well, see you later."

Then the commanders of En'e City opened their microphones one by one, "Uh, goodbye Qinghe." "Goodbye, Qinghe..." "Uh, let's go."

That's how it happened, it came suddenly, and it went away suddenly.

……

Half an hour before the incident, Sister Die, who was found by Lu Qingshang, said this to Lu Qingshang.

Butterfly: I recently searched for your CP posts on the forum, and I fell into a trap

Butterfly: My lord, why don't you send me a big candy?

Butterfly: After seeing Da Tang, I will consider your suggestion, whether I am tempted or not

Qing: I can't think about it. If you do what you want, I can give you candy right now.

Butterfly: OK!simply!But your sugar has to be big, the kind I can admit!It’s not big, I won’t delete it ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Qing: Yes.What CP did you watch?

Butterfly: Of course it is Qing Mo. I never thought that after seven years, you only have such a few pages of candy?My old lady has turned through countless command audios, but she can only find a little bit of sugar. Did you guys just get acquainted recently?

clear:…………

At this time, Lu Qingshang, who came out of the channel of En Evil City, turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to his contact Die.

Qing: Does it count?

Butterfly: (Nosebleed thumbs up the emoticon)

Die: Since you do what you say, I will not fail to keep your promise, so I will delete it now.I really can't bear to part with it. After staying in the computer for so long, I still look forward to the day when I will post it.

Qing: Stop dreaming, delete it.

Sister Die, who muttered to obey, showed Lu Qingshang the video taken by her mobile phone, first deleted it directly, and then destroyed it again with the recycle bin, it was clean.

Qing: If I see you again, don’t forget that you also have a dark history in my hands

Butterfly: Lord!uncle! !How can you count as black history!This is a treasure that people have never discovered! !Small black history is not worth mentioning, don't! ! !

Qing: It depends on your performance.

Satisfied with being the winner, Lu Qingshang was about to go offline to sleep, when he suddenly saw Jiang Lian's YY, which showed online favor and evil city YY.

He frowned and went offline.

……

Changed his name and listened to chatting on the channel of En Ei City, Lin Lin suddenly saw the YY message flashing in the lower right corner.

Farming Big Butterfly: You have to protect good things.

Fang Yunli's mental illness: Of course.

Farming Butterfly: Ah Qing knew that I had tricked him, so he threatened me. If the thing appeared in my hands, my dark history would be...unexplainable, so you have to keep it well, it's all up to you.

Fang Yunli's mental illness: Hehe.

Fang Yunli is insane: He is so powerful now that he has learned how to find someone.

Lin Lin thought of what Feng Po had done recently, tapped his fingers on the table again and again, his mind was quickly thinking about how to harm other people.

Finally, he opened Mo Xie's chat again.

L: Let me show you something.

Mo Xie replied very politely:

what do you need me for?

L: Keep it for me.I will pick it up from you on another day.Don't spread it out, don't make it public.

It didn't require him to do something important, Mo Xie was puzzled, but replied with a smile.

Chu: OK.

Shhhhhh.

Following the sound prompt, Mo Xie received three or four photos, and they were buffering and loading them. At this moment, Mo Xie seemed to have a little star in front of him.

To harm the good couple, Lin Lin opened the network disk, saved the compressed photo package in a natural way, then deleted the photo folder, and took a photo without feeling guilty at all.

L: I'm done deleting, you go and report to Qinghe.

FYL:! !

FYL: I'm not looking for him, I'm asking for something...

L: Yes, roll over to my room at night.

FYL: ...and lost at poker and flicked your forehead?

L: No, just play something else tonight.

FYL: ? ?

……

How to say something.

Qingjiang fights, Mo Xie benefits?

Happiness came too suddenly.Overwhelmed with happiness, Mo Xie couldn't help smiling, and clicked on the blurry thumbnail.

Mo Xie happily opened the picture.

Mo Xie immediately closed the picture.

Mo Xie opened the picture——

Looking from the direction of the virtual shadow formed by the flame of the red candle, the people in the room were sitting quietly, raising their eyes gently and charmingly.A complicated vermilion wedding gown was embroidered with gorgeous golden thread peonies, with icy muscles and fine bones, and the neckline revealed a white and attractive neck.The black hair is all curled up, and thin golden tassels are hanging from the phoenix crown, quietly presenting its own arc, across the slender eyebrows.The face makeup painted with a little powder and daisy is exquisite, as bright as peaches and plums.Those phoenix eyes are now like a calm lake, with a spring breeze blowing gently.

In the next picture, she raised her hand to hold the beautiful red hijab, her fingers were like onion roots, her lowered phoenix eyes and side face, from her eyebrows to her lips, everything was as beautiful as a painting.

In the next one, the black hair is loose, and the beauty is holding a torn red cloth in her hand, and tied her hair up in the red candle in the wedding room.Red, black, condensed with ink, condensed with vermilion, her eyebrows and eyes, washed clean of lead, are still a disaster for the country and the people.And the red figure who entered the door was facing her sharp sword.

The long sword was like a silver snake, spitting out its core and pressing towards the opponent's throat.It should be that the lovers finally get married, but at this time, another story is told.

Moye didn't pay attention to what the story was about.

He felt that maybe he got up in the wrong posture today.

This woman in a wedding gown has the same eyebrows and eyes as the photo of Qinghe's profile that Jiang Lian sent yesterday.

Oh My God.

Is this the "black history" that Qinghe is nervous about?

This is a bomb.

The strict Mo Xie immediately thought, should he confess and be lenient?Or keep it private?