Chapter 80: yF's Departure for the Time Being

But it's late at night, and even if it's a Saturday, most people don't have to go to work.

The time for the live broadcast has also arrived, and even beyond the time of a game, if not for the forced request of the audience.

"How about I play Lux, how about you play EZ, I'll get to the person, let's zoom in together."

"Or I'm going to play Teemo, I know how Teemo plays, I'm Timo on the single support is great, you play a fast run to lead people to my mushrooms."

"Hurry up, drive quickly!"

yF frantically urges Fang Ying on qq.

"It's time for the live broadcast, I have to go."

Through QQ, Fang Ying saw the other party's four-word reminder of "typing", but after a few seconds, only one "Oh." ”

"You wait for me for 2 minutes, I'm on the computer of the game now, wait for me to go back to the training room downstairs, let's change the number and play again." Fang Ying thought for a moment and said.

"No, I'm tired."

"Do me a favor, teach me how to play Lux and how to play Teemo, I always get chased and beaten by the five on the other side when I play Teemo."

"That's stupid!" yF typed quickly: "Then I can barely accompany you to play two more." ”

"Hurry up." It seemed that Fang Ying was worried about grinding and chirping, and the other party added.

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"Why did you get up?" In the training room, Song Yuke was looking at the girl with Zhuang Meng in front of the computer, and when he saw Fang Ying pushing the door in, he asked with a glare?

"Where can I go if I don't come up after the live broadcast?" Fang Ying said angrily.

"You're not going home?" Song Yuke teased: "What's the point of being with our group of old men." ”

"Zhang Fengzhan and his master told me to continue to double row and two." Fang Ying said.

"You're not going to be a, are you? At night, I don't go home to sleep with a stinky man in a double row and hug the goddess. Song Yuke's expression was even more exaggerated.

"You're the." Fang Ying complained while turning on the phone.

"I'm not." Song Yuke denied: "I'm looking at the girl, how can it be a." ”

"If you don't pay attention to it, don't affect me." Zhuang Meng said to Song Yuke in disgust.

"You've changed, you're not the innocent little virgin you used to be." Song Yuke said with a look of remembrance.

"I'm innocent." Zhuang Meng's eyes were glued to the screen, admiring the girl's words and deeds on the screen.

"Is this the finger girl last time?" Fang Ying looked at the delicate girl like a porcelain doll on the screen, a little familiar.

"That's a finger dance, you're really a, such a beautiful girl, you call her a finger girl." Song Yuke said disdainfully: "Zhuang Meng, you said, is Goddess Su beautiful or Feifei girl beautiful." ”

The girl on the screen is called Feifei, who is the up master of a website, and she transmits some small videos of talent and life.

If finger dancing is also called talent.

"Fei Fei is beautiful."

"You're hopeless." Song Yuke slapped Zhuang Meng's shoulder and said to Fang Ying: "At our age, we don't love Sister Lori. ”

"Feifei is not Lori." Zhuang Meng retorted, looked at Fang Ying and Song Yuke, and even Bai Sen, who was looking up at the original OB material on the side, thought about it, and explained: "She is a different girl. ”

"Cut." A few people sneered, and they were busy with their own things.

"Alas, Feifei said that the video will not be updated in a month or two, and it will not be live." Zhuang Meng sighed to himself.

"That's not good, the province will hook your soul, and you won't be able to play well when the time comes." Song Yuke doesn't feel anything, the sister is good, but he still likes the royal sister!

That can only be said to be accompanied by Zhuang Meng! Ahem.

After playing two more games, the time has come to a little more, and yF took the initiative to say that he was going to sleep.

Yu Jinyong went out on a date and came back and went to sleep directly, and Song Yuke and Zhuang Meng also went to sleep. At this time, there were only Bai Sen and Fang Ying in the training room.

After the two exchanged some arrangements and tactics for tomorrow with Shenzhen, Fang Ying got up and said that he was sweating all over his body and wanted to go home to change his clothes, and left under Bai Sen's contemptuous gaze.

I'm really just here to change my clothes, not to go home and sleep, why don't you believe it?

After leaving the e-sports stadium, I got into a taxi, and turned on my mobile phone only to find that yF didn't know when he sent a few words.

First of all is a string of account passwords.

"Cycle you remember to play."

"I added the friend of the jungler you always played, remember to give away all the skins when the time comes."

"I'm not here during this time, don't look for me."

"See you in Shanghai."

Looking at the time point above, I posted another sentence a few minutes later.

"Happy New Year."

A short five sentences, with a bleak QQ avatar.

No wonder I feel yF weird today, it turns out that there is something that can't play on the computer recently.

But the problem is, you gave me the European service, and you sent your national service number by the way, and I will buy you a skin gift package directly! How expensive is the gift, the gift package is cheap, will it live.

Are you afraid that I will not be able to make your silver account with a low win rate?

When I returned home, I thought that the whole villa was dark, but I didn't expect the light to be on in the window of the study on the second floor.

"This Nizi." Fang Ying shook his head.

Afraid of disturbing Wang Yayan's rest, Fang Ying went upstairs lightly and knocked on the door of the study.

No response.

Gently pushed it away, only to see the woman lying on the table.

She fell asleep.

The screen of the notebook is closed, and the contracts and documents are neatly arranged next to them. Obviously, today's work has already been taken care of. His head rested on his arm, his face sideways, asleep, and a book of essays pressed under his arm, one of the pages of which was crumpled.

Even if the winter in Huadu is not cold this year, the temperature difference between morning and evening is still very large, especially when Fang Ying walked in from the entrance of the community just now, the cold is biting.

put his hand on Su Qingxue's forehead, but fortunately he didn't feel hot.

"Light snow, wake up?" Fang Ying bowed over, patted Su Qingxue on the shoulder, and whispered.

Maybe it was too tired, Fang Ying screamed a few times and slapped a few times before Su Qingxue reacted.

She looked up blankly, and the right half of her face, which was close to her arm, was a little rosy.

"You're back." Seeing Fang Ying in front of her, Su Qingxue said, her beautiful eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, were full of red at this time, and her tired look made Qingming's eyes a little hazy, and there was a strong sense of laziness in her voice.

Then it's time to get back on the table.

At this time, Su Qingxue has lost so many labels, and she has no strong aura and cold appearance.

It seems real and delicate.

Fang Ying couldn't make her lie back on her stomach again, and his left hand hurriedly pressed her shoulder, fixing her figure in the air.

"Go back to the house and sleep." Fang Ying said.

But Su Qingxue didn't react otherwise.

She's been really tired lately!

Or, she has been tired like this for the past few years, but who knows?

This is not a solution, Fang Ying pushed Su Qingxue's delicate body back, and the whole person bowed down and stood in front of her, and his right hand was also on her shoulder, wanting to make her whole person sober up.

Su Qingxue slowly opened her eyes again, as if confirming the person in front of her, and then lowered her head again, leaned forward, and naturally raised her hands around Fang Ying's neck.

Fang Ying's whole person froze there, and memories flooded back.

Seeing that the woman was unresponsive again, Fang Ying directly turned sideways to stop the princess and picked up Su Qingxue, with complicated eyes, not only did she not resist in her arms, but also arched her head on Fang Ying's shoulder, and the woman who seemed to have found a comfortable position carried her directly back to the bedroom.

As if choked by the smell of Internet café smoke stained on Fang Ying's clothes, the woman also sniffed, and muttered in a lazy voice, "Remember to take a bath." ”

Fang Ying smiled dumbly, skillfully ripped off the quilt, dragged off the slippers, held the jade foot and let the woman lie straight on the bed, and finally wrapped the woman firmly with the quilt.

I went and poured a glass of water and put it in front of the bed, and stood there quietly for a while watching the woman fall asleep quietly again, and took a deep breath.

The boudoir still smells so good!

However, Fang Ying was obviously not a pervert, and hurriedly picked up his clothes and sniffed the place where Su Qingxue's head had restrested and commented just now.

In addition to a little familiar jasmine fragrance, there is more of the smell of smoke in the Internet café.

This woman is asleep and her nose is so smart?