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Chapter 23 Off-Site MVP

In this way, at the invitation of No. 4, Wen Liang and No. 4 lined up for the entire afternoon.

Wen Liang ate chicken in all kinds of weird ways.

The opponent's network card, the opponent was poisoned to death, the opponent retired...

The mad dog is already numb.

Mad Dog pinched the orchid finger with an expressionless face and said to the water friends in the live broadcast room: "I am tired of talking about the word envy."

The barrage filled the screen with "Hahahahahahahahaha".

Mad Dog: "Brother, have you started eating chicken?!"

"What is eating chicken?" Wen Liang asked.

"It's just a waste of time. Oh no, I've never seen anything like this."

"Hey, there is such a thing?"

Mad Dog has a bad feeling.

"Is it for sale? Where can I buy it?"

Mad Dog: "..."

Mad Dog: "Eighty a day."

Wen Liang: "...It's so expensive. Forget it, eating chicken in the game is better than ordering chicken from takeout."

"That's the truth."

The barrage has been crazy "Hahahahahahahahahaha, fucking games to eat chicken, it's better to take chickens. Have you ever considered the game and I have never eaten chicken for more than 300 hours?!"

"Mad dog, you have today too, hahaha!"

"It's time for me to take a shower and go to bed." Wen Liang exited the settlement interface and opened the door.

"Get up, brother, what time is it? Young people's nightlife has just begun!"

"I'm old." Wen Liang became discouraged at the mention of age.

He is twenty thousand years old and he is so old.

Apart from being good-looking, lucky and having some money, he is good for nothing.

Oh no, he can still fight in groups.

"How old are you, brother?" Mad Dog opened the microphone.

He was still curious about how old he must be for a young man to sigh like this.

Wen Liang: "..."

What a coincidence he really didn't remember.

"Wait for me to see the ID card." Wen Liang hooked his fingers, and the ID card flew out of the drawer.

"...I'm twenty."

So sloppy.

The mad dog man was dumbfounded: "I'm not a brother. When I ask you about your age, you still have to see your ID card?!"

"......I forgot......"

"Even the most talented people in the world are not as amazing as you."

Wen Liang hooked his hands and stuffed the ID card into a drawer.

"I'm off."

Wenliang goes offline directly.

The mad dog trying to save him: "..."

He really didn't give him any chance.

Because of Mad Dog’s words, Wenliang searched how young people should live their lives.

Answer: Raise cats and dogs, raise flowers and plants, soak wolfberry in a thermos cup, go to bed at ten and wake up at eight, and can’t afford to smoke or drink.

Wen Liang: "..."

The life of young people????

?????

Great reward for doubtful behavior in the human world.

Did you forget to write about aerobics for middle-aged and elderly people??

Wen Liang put water in the bathtub and turned it into a prototype.

He needs to give his tail a good wash.

He is the Emperor of Europe from today on, and his face is paler than that of Europeans.

The off-court MVP must be his tenth tail.

He wants to turn on his mobile phone and computer to make crazy deductions of 666.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Wen Liang was woken up the next morning.

The big iron gate outside kept banging.

Mom is so horny.

"Wenliang! Wenliang! Wenliang!"

Tsk, that person from yesterday.

I tried to convince him to sell the house again.

Yesterday I called him Mr. Wen, but today I started calling him Wenliang.

Sure enough, people are fickle.
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