Chapter 261 It is an honor to be killed by the boss!
"Later, he held a live broadcast to prove his innocence. The camera was only focused on his hands, which were slender and white. He had an operating score of 666, and his hand speed was extremely fast, which was not something ordinary people could achieve. Live broadcast.
How to shoot a headshot! One shot at a time! Everyone fell into a box! There were so many people who challenged him that day! He ranked first on the kill list with his super high number of kills!"
"At that time, the entire gaming and e-sports circles, including our anchor circle, were in a state of shock. Wow! The live broadcast was unprecedentedly grand, and those who came late couldn't get in. The live broadcast platform was jammed!"
"Later on... he stopped playing this game. He only appeared once in a while. I didn't expect that I would meet the scarf master tonight. I'm so happy! What a blessing!"
Pan Dongzi is a popular anchor, ranked fifth in the district, and is usually highly praised.
People in the gaming industry are very conceited and pretentious.
Because this is a circle where strength speaks for itself.
Song Yan rarely heard Pan Dongzi admire anyone or praise anyone.
This is the first time!
He looked shocked, "Is he really that awesome?"
Before Pan Dongzi on the other side could answer, he heard the car door ring, and then his big boss stepped out with his long legs and walked towards the small table where Ruan Su was sitting.
"Hey, I won't tell you anymore, I have something else to do!"
He also quickly hung up the phone and followed.
Just now he was just listening to the gossip, and he didn't know if the young master was bothering him.
Song Yan squinted at Bo Xingzhi. The man was wearing a black shirt and a pair of black trousers.
The night wind blew up, blowing the strands of hair on his forehead, making his forehead look fuller and smoother.
A pair of eyes now glowed with bloodshot eyes that only appeared after staying up late, and the line of his jaw was smooth and firm, exuding a charming manly aura.
Song Yan couldn't help but look at it several times.
Such an aristocratic man as their young master actually appeared on the street at a night market stall.
It is simply out of place here, as eye-catching as standing out from the crowd.
Bo Xingzhi's bloodshot eyes looked at the kebabs on the table.
At this time, brothers Ruan Su and Liang Heibai had already put down their mobile phones.
Each picked up a skewer and put it in his mouth.
A bowl of hot and sour noodles was placed in front of the three of them.
There is a layer of hot red oil floating in the bowl. Just by looking at it, you can imagine how spicy it is.
Including the skewers they ate, there was also a lot of red chili powder sprinkled on top.
Ruan Su only felt that two eyes were staring at her. She raised her eyes and met the man's bloodthirsty eyes.
She was slightly startled, with a hint of unruliness at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She raised a skewer and said lazily to Bo Xingzhi, "Would you like to eat?"
Bo Xingzhi looked at her with a distant look.
He didn't know why he got out of the car. He had clearly made up his mind to stay as far away from her as possible.
But seeing her sitting in a place with such a smell of fireworks, he couldn't help but want to get closer to her.
His face was expressionless, and his voice drifted into Ruan Su's ears with the night wind. The words he originally wanted to refuse suddenly turned into, "Okay."
He took Song Yan and squeezed to the small round table.
The small round table was very small, and originally it was just right for the three of Ruan Su and the others.
Now that there were two more tall men with long legs, the two men seemed particularly aggrieved, especially Bo Xingzhi.
Ruan Su blinked her beautiful eyes. Her eyes were standard apricot eyes, round and bright. She thought of the sink that the man smashed with his fist in the club a few days ago.
His eyes subconsciously drifted to Bo Xingzhi's hand.
really……
I saw a wound on the back of the man's hand that had scabbed over.
A hint of awkward disdain floated at the end of Ruan Su's eyes.
Why is this man keeping a distance from her on the surface, but secretly chasing her in the middle of the night?
The CEO was frustrated and ate at the night market stall, but he still ate with gusto.
He picked up a mutton skewer with ease and put it in his mouth. The mutton was roasted very well and fragrant, and it tasted surprisingly good after being sprinkled with cumin and chili powder.
Compared with Bo Xingzhi, Song Yan usually has a very pyrotechnic attitude. He still likes drinking beer and having sex.
He started to enjoy the meal without any courtesy.
Who doesn't know that their young master has a picky stomach? This thing is not right for his stomach, and that thing is not delicious.
That means...only in front of Miss Ruan can the young master eat normally!
Look, the young master used to only eat the food cooked by Miss Ruan, but now it has become that as long as he is around Miss Ruan, anything with her breath on it will be delicious!
Master, this is a disease and it needs to be cured!
He said he wanted to leave Miss Ruan, but his body, stomach, and heart simply couldn't leave her.
I don’t know what the young master is thinking every day. Is it interesting to play this kind of game of separation and recombination?
Song Yan expressed his confusion.
What was originally ordered for three people, now there are two more grown men.
Ruan Su had no choice but to tell Liang Hei, "Order some more beef skewers, roast duck intestines, roast gluten, and pork belly."
"Okay!" Liang Hei immediately got up and went to find the boss.
Bo Xingzhi is tall and has long legs, the table is short, and the stool is low.
It was a bit uncomfortable for him to bend his long legs, especially since he was still wearing handmade pants and a shirt from a famous international brand.
But...he didn't seem to be feeling unwell.
He has always ignored the mismatch between himself and this place, and psychological satisfaction is irreplaceable.
Recently, he hasn't been able to eat well or sleep well, and he feels haggard.
But fortunately, my mental power is still very strong, so strong that I never feel sleepy.
After a while.
Liang Hei came over with some grilled skewers.
The skewers were still steaming and looked very hot.
But the scent of cumin and chili powder mixed together hit my nostrils.
Bo Xingzhi's stomach, which had been hungry for a long time, finally felt unprecedentedly satisfied.
The satisfying feeling of being full is irreplaceable by other feelings.
Only around Ruan Su can you feel this way.
He grabbed the skewers and started eating them without caring about his image as a domineering captain.
Ruan Su ignored him and just thought he was sharing a table with a stranger.
She lowered her head and started to eat the hot and sour noodles. The hot red oil floated in her bowl.
It is bright red, and in addition to the rice noodles, there are also some chopped green onions, green vegetables, and soybean sprouts as garnishes.
It looks quite appetizing.
Bo Xingzhi watched Ruan Su lowering his head to eat the hot and sour noodles. His appetite became more and more intense, "Order one for me too."
Song Yan stood up immediately and said, "Boss, let's have another hot and sour rice noodle. Don't put too much chili pepper in it."
Ruan Su raised her eyebrows. She knew best how delicate Bo Xingzhi's stomach was.
She raised her eyes in surprise, "Can you eat it?"
"Yes." The man nodded, his dark eyes falling on her tender white face. Seeing her red and swollen lips from eating hot and sour noodles, he felt his heart skip a beat.
Anytime and anywhere.
She can be beautiful on her own, even in this small night market stall, she can be so beautiful that it makes people's hearts beat.
Bo Xingzhi couldn't help but clenched his fists.
Thinking of the kiss he stole that night in the club.
Only in that kind of place and at that time can he have the opportunity to boldly show his love...
He had to quicken his pace, he had to hurry up...
After a while, the boss came over carrying Bo Xingzhi's bowl of hot and sour noodles.
The man directly took a pair of disposable chopsticks.
Then I took a bite.
The noodles are cooked in the hot pot ingredients until they are spicy and soft, and the soybean sprouts are crispy and refreshing.
It was the first time in his life that he ate at this kind of street night market stall.
The taste is very weird, very strange, spicy, numb, sour... Is this the legendary hot and sour rice noodles?
It tastes really good!
I don't know if it's because he stayed by Ruan Su's side, but the strong aura of hostility around him faded a lot, and there was a faint hint of fireworks creeping onto his brow.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and even the bloodthirsty aura in his eyes dissipated a lot, and his whole body relaxed.
He began to seriously enjoy the strange freshness brought to him by the hot and sour noodles.
The night is getting darker and darker.
After finishing the night market, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Ruan Su took brothers Liang Hei and Liang Bai into the Land Rover without saying goodbye to Bo Xingzhi.
Bo Xingzhi silently stared at the Land Rover's retreating shadow, and after a while he got into the Bentley.
We are strangers!
She really cuts it off with ease!
*
early morning.
Wang Xiuzhen received a call, "Hello."
"Mom, it's me." A familiar voice came from the phone. If it wasn't Li Meixing, who could it be?
Wang Xiuzhen became very angry when she heard this, "You still have the nerve to make a phone call? As soon as Xinhua was imprisoned, you disappeared without a trace. Even if you bullied me before, how could you ignore my son?"
"Mom... I didn't do this for a reason."
I don’t know why, but Li Meixing, who has always been very tough, didn’t even get angry when she heard the old lady’s scolding.
Instead, he explained in a very gentle manner, "I was found by my family, and they took Fangfang and I directly abroad. I was leaving in a hurry, and I didn't have time to explain so much to you."
Wang Xiuzhen's hand holding the phone froze and she asked suspiciously, "Your family? What do you mean?"
"It's a long story." Li Meixing said with a smile, "Mom, I'm calling because I have something to tell you..."
Five minutes later.
Wang Xiuzhen hung up the phone.
She angrily sat down on the sofa, "What a little bitch. Now she can bring glory to the country, but she doesn't save her father! I'm really pissed off!"
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
A Weibo topic went straight to the hot search list.
Squeezed into a large area of Wang Hehe.
#车神s doesn’t support his own grandma#
#阮苏人sets the car up and lets grandma fend for herself#
Click to view the interview video from a self-media company.
An old man with gray hair, crying with snot and tears, said to the camera, "She is a champion now, so she doesn't need me as the grandma who raised her... Her father is still in prison... How can she
How can it be done like this?"
"She has never visited her father in prison. How could she be so cruel? What is it about our Ruan family that can't stand up to her?"
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.
