Chapter 2001 The National Younger Brother of the Great God's Private Circle 62

That's enough to show that Luo Luo's gaming experience before joining "Shengfeng" was not long.

At least with his skills, it must take longer to practice kung fu than to play games.

In this case, what is the reason why he suddenly came to play professional e-sports?!

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of his little apprentice was.

However, no matter what Luo Luo entered the "Shengfeng" for, since he had come to his side, and he had no way to ignore him, he could only do everything he could to keep him by his side.

As for the rest, just wait for him to talk about it later, and just take care of it himself.

After straightening out his thoughts, Luo Zizhe raised his head, and his burning gaze wandered back to Luo Liyan's body.

I saw that he was still that triumphant, and even his eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile.

Is he so happy when he wins in the ring?!

Luo Zizhe was a little congested.

Thinking of his little apprentice's hand speed that had crushed him, he believed that it would not be long before Luo Luo's level would far surpass him.

Although he doesn't play DPS, when he really grows up, he will definitely not be his opponent in solo battles.

If so......

Wouldn't he become the one who was completely suppressed in the relationship between the two people?!

Thinking like this, a light of unknown meaning flashed in Luo Zizhe's eyes.

Then I made a decision in my heart.

From today onwards, he must strengthen his training from games to sparring.

I am ready to take care of the child in front of me for a lifetime.

If he is better than himself in everything, then won't he become the one who drags behind?!

Forget it, let's take a shower first, and then contact a reliable martial arts personal trainer.

Thinking about it, he wanted to prop himself on the ground with one hand and jumped up.

But as soon as he put his hands behind his back, there was a sharp pain in the back of his waist.

He gasped, just trying to hide the hideous expression on his face that had become hideous because of the pain.

But at this time, Luo Liyan had already turned his head.

Looking at the painful expression of Luo Zizhe supporting the ground with one hand and pressing her waist with the other, she laughed very inauthentically.

immediately received a roll of the eyes from his master, and quickly swallowed back the smile on his face.

She coughed lightly and cleared her throat, pretending to be serious and concerned, and looked at Zhen Zizhe.

"Master, are you twisted in the waist, I'll help you!" Luo Liyan stood up as she spoke, walked to Luo Zizhe's side, and handed him her hand.

But Luo Zizhe directly ignored her weak and boneless little hands, and forced herself to sit on the ground and get up.

But the severe pain in his waist made him gasp twice even when he moved, and he could only freeze there.

"Come on, I'll pull you!" Luo Liyan stood up and spread her hands in front of Luo Zizhe.

The afterglow of the setting sun swept in through the window and fell softly behind Luo Liyan.

The whole person is set off like an elf who has fallen into the world, which makes people irresistible, and gradually loses their minds.

But when Luo Zizhe was in a daze, Luo Liyan pursed the corners of his mouth a little impatiently, bent down directly, and passed through Luo Zizhe's armpit with one hand and his leg socket with the other.

Without much effort, he hugged the one-meter-eight tall Luo Zizhe to the princess. ()

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