Yinhe stopped applying the red buff and said in a cool and cool tone: "Come here."
"Thank you, Master!"
Shen Qinghe controlled the shooter Pi Bianpian to run over, using normal attacks and the enhanced normal attacks after rolling a skill to hit the red buff.
When the red buff's health bar was down to just over 1,000, it was taken away by Galaxy's Punishment.
Shen Qinghe was stunned for a moment and complained softly, his tone unconsciously becoming coquettish: "Didn't you agree to give it to me?"
Yinhe said slowly, "I only asked you to come over, I didn't tell you."
As if he felt something was wrong, he paused and added: "Thank you for giving me the red buff."
Highland security guard: She rolled around and her back was red, looking a little sad.
Hezhou: Why do you feel that Galaxy is so cheap?
Shanchuanhezhou: This is called heart! Inducing others to help him become popular.
"I never give red and blue buffs to others, so don't think about it next time." Galaxy reminded kindly.
Bearing couldn't help but joke: "It's a lie that you know how to flirt! Hahaha, even the Milky Way is unmoved."
Shen Qinghe doesn't allow anyone to say she can't do it!
Turn on AllMicro: "Wow! Brother Ma Chao, you are so awesome! It would be even better if you could come to the bottom lane to help others!"
As expected, Ma Chao teleported from the top lane to the bottom lane to help her kill the opposing shooter.
Ma Chao kills Marco Polo.
"Brother, that's great! Can you give me a red buff?"
Ma Chao beat the red buff until there was only a little blood left, and sent the signal "Gather".
Shen Qinghe happily went over to collect the red buff and switched back to the team microphone: "Did you see? I can only seduce straight men."
It implies that the Milky Way is curved.
Yinhe didn't hear the voice of the words, but just typed a line in the game:
You are noble, you use my red buff to flirt with girls.
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It was less than 11 o'clock after the live broadcast. Shen Qinghe was lying on the bed and watched two episodes of the TV series. He felt sleepy, pressed the lock screen button, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the urge to urinate. I picked up the thin quilt that had been kicked to the ground, yawned, and opened the door with sleepy eyes.
There was silence everywhere, and when passing through the corridor, there was still a dim light in the living room on the first floor.
Shen Qinghe suddenly woke up, went back to his room and took a pair of scissors, then he quietly approached the wall and walked down the stairs.
It was only when we got closer that we could see the person clearly.
Jiang Yao sank half of his body into the sofa, and his long legs, which had nowhere to rest, were folded together, as if he was taking a nap.
The head is half resting on the arm, the narrow eyes are closed, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, the long eyelashes are lightly drooped, revealing a narrow shadow under the eyelids.
The jaw line is superior, even if he lowers his head, his life plan is clearer than Shen Qinghe's.
The light from the TV kept changing and reflected around him.
Lonely and lonely.
Shen Qinghe's eyes turned red unconsciously, as if she hadn't gotten to know him seriously for a long time.
She tiptoed and sat next to him, her eyes carefully tracing the profile of his face.
Her hair was cut short to make her silhouette look sharper.
The slender fox eyes seem to contain stars.
Huh? When did he open his eyes?
Shen Qinghe straightened his back suddenly.
Jiang Yao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his voice was lazily hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Does it look good?"
"General." Shen Qinghe said harshly.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "You're not going to say anything about touching, are you?"
Shen Qinghe was furious. She just drove a few times to avoid going to the kindergarten.
Is she that horny?
As he stood up and left, his wrist was clasped by cold, slender fingers.
"Watch cartoons with me." The voice seemed to be pleading.
Shen Qinghe put on a slumped face and pretended to be reluctant: "Miss, I reluctantly accompany you to see it!"
Sit back to where you were and watch the cartoon with gusto.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve seen it too many times before, but after a while, Shen Qing and his eyelids started to fight, and their bodies swayed back and forth slightly.
Jiang Yao's shoulders sank, Shen Qinghe's head rested on his shoulders, and his soft, boneless hands climbed up his collar.
He lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth.
The sound of footsteps came from far and near. I turned my head slightly and looked over, it was Wei Shu.
Jiang Yao tugged on the clothes that were deformed by Shen Qinghe and covered the exposed skin.
"Why is this girl sleeping here?" As she said that, Wei Shu wanted to wake her up and poked her head several times, but she didn't wake up.
"How can this be sleeping? This is obviously a coma!" Wei Shu was angry and helpless, "You will catch a cold if you sleep here."
Jiang Yao laughed softly and lowered his voice: "I'll lift her up."
"Excuse me, Wei Yao." After thanking her, Wei Shu wrapped up her pajamas and went straight to the toilet.
Jiang Yao's arms went through her back and legs respectively, and he picked her up easily without any effort.
Go upstairs carefully.
In his sleep, Shen Qinghe treated him as a human pillow, with his arms around his neck.
——
It was daylight, and Shen Qinghe lay on the bed, refusing to get up.
Last night's dream is still fresh in my memory.
In the dream, she hugged Jiang Yao tightly, not letting Jiang Yao leave, and even wrapped her legs around his waist.
Sure enough, we have to keep our distance.
When he walked out of the room, he met Jiang Yao face to face.
He had just gotten up, holding the doorknob with his slender fingers, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were green.
Is it her imagination?
The bite marks on his chin seemed to be much more obvious.
Recalling his dream last night, Shen Qinghe took a step back and closed the door with a bang.
After lingering in the house for a long time, I went to wash up and went downstairs to eat.
Jiang Yao was already sitting in front of the table. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then his eyes fell back to his mobile phone.
She was inevitably told by Wei Shu: "The sun is shining on my butt! I just got up! Come and have breakfast!"
Wei Shu gently threw the plate on the table, seemingly displeased, but not really angry. After all, she was used to it.
Shen Qinghe sat across from Jiang Yao and stared at the chicken legs on the table for a moment: "Is it so greasy in the morning?"
The tips of Jiang Yao's ears turn red.
Wei Shu brought out the milk and said, "It's not the same as last night in the middle of the night. Someone wanted to eat chicken legs. He held the chicken in his arms and chewed it again and again, and refused to let go."
So, yesterday’s dream was true!
"At such an old age, I don't want to find a partner and fall in love, so as not to attack my younger brother." Wei Shu tried every opportunity to get her to find a partner. As she got older, she loved to worry about this.
Shen Qinghe remained silent and buried his head in eating.
"You just know how to eat, eat, eat. Who will chase you when you look like this?"
"There are people chasing you, okay! It's just that I don't like those who are younger than me."
Jiang Yao silently clenched the cup, his eyes suddenly became a little deeper, and soon he regained his clarity.
"How about the ones Uncle Jiang introduced to you last time?"
Jiang Yao peeled the eggs and put them in Wei Shu's bowl. The corner of his mouth curled up nicely: "They get along pretty well."
"Really?" Wei Shu had expectations in her eyes.
"Well, I took her to the bar last time." Jiang Yao's tone was innocent, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing and kept silent.
Shen Qinghe choked on the egg yolk she had just put into her mouth. She always felt that she smelled tea.