At the end of the game, the channel was full of swear words about crying for father and mother. If Li Ze had not personally experienced this "war of the century", Li Ze would definitely think that all the people typing were rookies. A man with a submachine gun looked like Changshan Zhao Zilong Qi
The medical soldiers who went in and out died three times in total, once in front of a tank, once in a suicide attack on an airplane, and once in a small room with seven people... He could see clearly.
One, holding an RPG and killing everyone in the game, even overshadowed the medics, but the anti-tank gun mark was always displayed in the upper right corner.
The two of them finished first and second in the game, and the combined scores of the two people on the same team were less than one-third of his.
"It's so fun to play games with you." Bro paused.
"I'm really happy to...get your appreciation." Li Ze replied.
Outside the museum, a bell rang.
Li Ze knew that it meant that someone had left them again, but the bells echoed in the house, so steady that it was boring, except for the sound of the chassis fan. The two looked at each other, and it seemed that no one was willing to break the silence.<
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Damn it! I thought about myself again, the idiot who locked himself in a room for a week because he failed to confess his love. He was not afraid of society, but closed himself off because of his worries. As a result, he could not speak much and completely deviated from the world.
The trend of development. Back then, his parents took him to the psychological counseling departments of major hospitals because they were afraid that he was depressed. But if the facts were told, they would probably only make them laugh... No
Do you know if you can still see them?
Depression is not only a disease, but to be honest, there are always people who want to use depression to escape their own lives.
But let’s put the question at the front, Blow is an absolute no-nonsense girl, and sitting in the same room with someone who has no common topics and doesn’t know where to start a new topic is simply racking your brains.
Li Ze took the lead and coughed, "How about another round?"
"Wait a minute, I have something else to do." Blow pressed the shutdown button skillfully. She obviously did not turn off all the programs. "As for everything about Sister Manman, I suggest you not to mix it up. It will not be good for you, right?"
Sister Manman is not good either. A situation where both parties are bad is called lose-lose in Chinese. You value mutual benefit and reciprocity, but at least one person benefiting is also the best result."
"Sister, she... is going to England." Li Ze whispered.
"At 23:46 last night, 13 people died in the abandoned underground subway passage in the United Kingdom. Specifically, 12 people should be missing, and one person died after treatment failed." Blow said, "It is very dangerous there."
"Since it's dangerous, why not stop it?" Li Ze stood up.
"When a person makes up his mind, no one can stop him." Bullo said expressionlessly.
"She has made up her mind?" Li Ze couldn't believe it. This was not a game of housekeeping. He was really facing death, and he didn't even know whether he would go to heaven or hell, although he was sure that the Chinese people had it in their hearts.
It is the patriotic principle that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Maybe when he sees the Japanese, he will rush forward and directly bayonet him. But at this moment, this is not a matter of loving or unpatriotic. What has she experienced?
"It's best not to pry into a girl's secrets, unless she really enters your heart." Blow stood up and went out. Today was the day she talked the most. "Just close the door. The Christmas decorations are up to you."<
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It turned out that he was hired as a helper! Fortunately, he was still so enthusiastic and lacked confidence, just like a pervert who entered a girl's bedroom for the first time and planned to steal gold, silver and jewelry!
I closed the door as instructed, looked at the red carpet stairs leading to "heaven" in front of me, and thought about it in my mind. When I think about it, I feel that the past eighteen years have been a long life, and I have met a lot of people, all kinds of strange, tall and short.
Fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, good or bad... But if you think about it seriously, there are only a few names he can proudly name... But Bu Shuchang, it was obviously the first time he saw her, but that bloody
Laughing, that weird and inexplicable sense of trust left a crack in his heart.
Li Ze took a deep breath and stood firm with his right foot, preparing to take a step he would not regret.
"Oh, my junior brother, are you being let go alone, or are the heroines up there preparing to give you a party? Although there are many school belle-level beauties in Fountain College who have been attracted by the other two conferences, dl
The meeting is the real Garden of Eden on earth, and I am ready to pick that forbidden fruit." The familiar voice followed steps similar to tap dancing, which was particularly harsh in the hall.
Li Ze felt as if he had entered the sixteenth or seventeenth century, at least in the era of the Bourbon dynasty.
Her nose is filled with the fragrance of powder and cologne, as if a stunning beauty wants to attend a dance full of hormones and wants to use the scent that is most arousing to the dancer to hook his stomach.
Under the lamplight, an acquaintance with blond hair and gray eyes took in the grandeur of this venue with relish, but he was as nervous and shy as a bride about to get married. It was definitely his first time here... but it was not him who surprised Li Ze.
It's his posture, but his dress. Hart is wearing a big pink tight-fitting suit. The white lace flower collar is as huge as the big red flower on the groom's chest in the TV series. The emphasis is on the pants, which are really tight.
, as if wearing women's pantyhose, all the fat, thin and thick muscles are stretched out. If paired with a symbolic wig, it will definitely be a noble title above baron.
"Sorry, I don't like men. Although we are in the same dormitory, I will not communicate with you about same-sex topics that are difficult to discuss between men." Hart held an unlit cigar in his mouth, like an old-fashioned nouveau riche.
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"No, no, no, senior brother, you have misunderstood the key to the problem. It is not a question of whether I like it or not, but that I must still be dreaming. In the dream, you are a top-notch sissy who is sexy but coquettish. Maybe not.
People will like you, you should act like M." Li Ze held on to the pillar and retched, "Are you okay?"
"I just have a tissue contusion, the bones are fine." Hart straightened his trousers, and his shiny leather shoes were stuck in the trousers, which made him uncomfortable. "Even if there is something wrong with the bones, as long as my spine and skull are not dismantled, I can guarantee that it will be done within three days."
Recovery."
"Then what are you doing here?" Li Ze looked at Hart and swallowed again, "Isn't it true that men are not welcome to intervene here?"
"Aren't you a man?" Hart jumped to Li Ze from small steps to big steps, and hugged him under his arm, "Remember, you will be the vice president of this DL club from now on, and the entire 'Eden Pavilion' will
It belongs to you, including the hot girl Qingniu here. I will hang out with you from now on. You are my big brother, and I am willing to be your pawn."
"I'm the first to disagree." Li Ze vowed, "I'm just senior sister's..."
"Okay, okay." Hart interrupted directly, teasing him with a smile, "What's wrong with senior sisters? As long as you can sit on the president's seat, a large number of senior sisters will be yours, and our distinguished former president
Sir, since she can abandon the rules of the DL association and let you be the vice-president, it means that you have already occupied a certain position in his heart. When the time comes, you can do some tricks or something, and you won't be able to win? You will propose to me and promise me
