Bo Jiu was still operating the game character's fingers and turned his head to see the face. His eyelashes were very long and narrow, because his movements hit her face, which looked a little bit beautiful and didn't look like a real person.

This kiss didn't last long.

Fortunately, the teammates around him were all focused on playing games, and no one saw them at all.

In fact, someone saw it.

Rao Rong on the opposite side just ended the game. When he looked up at the time, he encountered this scene.

But he was not Lin Feng, and he just smiled when he saw him, holding a cigarette in his mouth and continued to start the second scene.

If it was the past.

It's really hard for him to imagine.

Who would Qin Mo fall in love with whom he was tall and air conditioned all over his body?

After all, when he knew him, the other party was still a young man who only acted according to his own preferences, and his indifference caused many people to have a headache.

There is no patience for sure.

For those beautiful female anchors, they have never fallen eyelashes.

No matter how enchanting and seductive he was, he seemed to be standing in front of him even after taking off his body.

He also looked like he had a slight ridicule on the corner of his mouth and was smiling.

Now it seems that when you talk about love, you still listen to gentleness.

Rao Rong tapped the mouse and officially entered the next plate.

Bo Jiu listened to the keyboard sound in his ear, and then looked at the thin lips stained with water after he kissed him, and his heartbeat was a little unstable.

However, the great god is worthy of being a great god.

When you don't speak, you're as beautiful as a fairy.

As soon as you open your mouth, the prototype will be revealed: "According to your opposite, the kiss has been finished. Now open your mouth and let me see."

"What are you looking at?" Bo Jiu said this, but he did as he did. Looking at the god's expression, if she was disobedient, she would throw her out through the window.

Qin Mo looked at him, and when he saw the redness in the center of his throat, his deep eyes narrowed slightly.

really.

"Brother Mo?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. At first, he didn't quite understand what he was looking at.

Until he walked out, he didn't know who he asked for a piece of peppermint candy and stuffed it into her mouth, and said in a lazy tone: "Another word, I'll take off the game."

Bo Jiu realized that he was feeling sorry for her throat, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to curl up, but it couldn't be too obvious.

Otherwise, the great god would be proud of it again. He only sat there for a while, then moved again, leaned over and kissed Qin Mo in the ear: "Brother Mo, thank you, the candy is delicious."

Qin Mo paused his hand when he played the game and forgot to get hurt, but was beaten to death by the tyrant.

When he pulled out of that guy's breath, there was a row of dots on the screen.

"Are my assassin sleepwalking? He was actually shot to death by a tyrant?"

"A assassin can't even kill a monster, and he always feels that he has to kneel down again in this game."

"Okay, my mentality is broken, how can I fight this?"

I realized that it seemed like I was brushing something here. Bo Jiu, who had not entered the game, turned his head and was about to see it, but Qin Mo raised his hand and blocked the figure that was about to come over. His tone was very casual: "Go and pour me a glass of water."

"Isn't there this?" Bo Jiu pointed at the water cup beside his hand in confusion.

The first jungler in the national server who was beaten to death by the tyrant, looked silent: "It's cold, I want to refresh myself with a cup of hot tea."

"Okay, I'll go find Grandpa, the butler." After Bo Jiu walked out.

Qin Mo, who was resurrected from the spring pool, once again rushed into the wild area.

This time, not only did he kill the tyrant, but he also took away the adc on the opposite side.

Suddenly, the situation in the game changed.

The teammates who won a lot of money were a little confused.

Since his jungler is so powerful, why was he beaten to death by the tyrant just now?

Not only the people here, but even the enemy on the opposite side are asking.

Qin Mo only moved his finger and replied with two words: "Network Card."

So people who play games have the same routine. No matter what happens, they have an excuse that can be used for thousands of years, that is, network cards.

But only Qin Mo himself knew what was going on at that moment.

He was actually affected by a prey to this extent?

Qin Mo dimmed his eyes and did not speak.

Next, he didn't give someone a chance to speak. When he saw her want to explain, he stuffed a candy over.

Looking at the man's eyes shaking.

Qin Mo sneered, clearly wanting him to feed her candy with his own hands.

It is really not easy to be tired if you stay with each other like this.

But in the early morning, my shoulders still couldn't stand it.

The weather outside is already very cold.

Bo Jiu looked up and said to Yin Wuyao: "There is a room, let everyone go back to the room to sleep?"

"Just here." Yin Wuyao dusted the ashes: "When I sat in front of the computer, I felt that the winning rate would be higher. Maybe everyone thinks so, so do I."

At the end, Yin Wuyao leaned back: "It's pretty good, I feel at ease."

Bo Jiu understood the feeling he said, and smiled with a curl of his lips.

Yin Wuyao spoke again: "Captain."

"Hmm?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Yin Wuyao knew that at this time, he was basically asleep.

Those who don’t sleep can’t hear the conversation between the two of them.

"Stay on, if it really doesn't work, just wear women's clothing. What's the point? Just change it back."

"I promised to congratulate...I mean I promised my mother not to fight." Bo Jiu turned his head: "And now there is Rao Rong now. Without me, as long as the great god can get better, the Emperor League can still win the championship. I have seen the comments online. It's not that aspect has an impact on me, but one thing is that I don't want you to win so hard. Then people are talking about whether I am a man or a woman. This is not fair to all those who play the game seriously. The most important thing is that I don't want any black spots in his God's record. Uncle Yin, do you know? That person should stand on the altar, be innocent and clean."

Instead of just like now, a little anchor can dissipate him.

When someone came up, he said that because of whom, he couldn't even play games.

Being treated by the people over there as the most dangerous person.

These.

He shouldn't have experienced it.

He should be held in her hand.

No matter when.

After Bo Jiu said this, his eyes looked out the window again, and what reflected the lights of the entire city were reflected in his eyes.

No one knows.

How does success come about?

Maybe no one cares.

When these people are tired, they just lie on the keyboard and squint their eyes and can sleep for a while. What is the reason?

Want to win.

Want to win too much.

Want to prove yourself, prove your teammates, and prove your team.

And how could she become a stumbling block for everyone at this time?
Chapter completed!