At this time, Jiang Bei sat cross-legged on the swivel chair with his hands crossed his chest, his head tilted slightly, and his demon-blue eyes stared at the three top configurations in front of him with a smile.

A half-dried milky white broken hair is still dripping slowly in a few places at the moment, and the dark circles under the demonic blue eyes are a little lighter.

The red and full lips raised a beast-like arc at this time.

Immediately.

The slender and white fingertips directly turned on the computer.

Then, after Jiang Bei looked at the computer and entered, he unhurriedly took the mobile phone that was placed next to the table before taking a shower, and unlocked it with his fingerprints.

Enter the page and skillfully open the game software that the original owner loves so much.

After entering the game.

Jiangbei checked the game record and information of the original owner, but rashly found that the KD of this product was five o'clock.

If this is placed in an ordinary game circle, it is true that he is a big man, but if he is placed in the e-sports professional circle, it is a soy sauce player.

"The highest record is 30 heads." The young man held the mobile phone in one hand, his fingertips sliding on the screen from time to time, and his voice was light but a little difficult to hide.

Suddenly, Jiang Bei suddenly sneered, the corners of his narrow eyes were slightly curved, and the demon blue pupils were full of smiles.

Because, she saw dozens of reports.

Just a while after she went online, there were already twenty applications sent from the friend list.

The original owner is rich, and the results are left there, not to mention KD, but the clothes of this game character have been bought a lot.

Immediately, I saw that Jiangbei did not directly use the original owner's game account to open a game to try it out, but quit the login, and then re-registered a new account.

When typing the name of the game account, Jiangbei entered an English name very skillfully: [Stars]

Then, the registration is successful.

This name is the code name of her last life.

And this code name, looking at the world in which she lived in her previous life, can be said to be enough to be called terrifying......

Since it's a freshman, it's time for everything to change.

Just when Jiangbei was about to start a game to try his hand, suddenly the doorbell of the apartment rang.

Jiang Bei's fingertips that were about to fall on the screen suddenly paused, and his eyes and attention casually looked towards the door that had been locked by her.

The ringing of the doorbell continued uninterrupted, hovering around every corner of the apartment.

Someone is coming.

Who could it be?

Jiang Bei soothed his good-looking eyebrows, turned off his mobile phone, threw it on the table, and then landed his feet on the ground indirectly, and the cold touch came from the soles of his feet.

Instead of putting on her shoes, she got up from the swivel chair barefoot, and walked towards the wooden door of the apartment with her hands in her hands.

The moment the door was opened, it was a strange but familiar man in a suit and leather shoes who crashed into Jiangbei's eyes.

When the man saw Jiangbei wearing a bathrobe and bare feet coming to open the door, his deep black eyes were a little surprised and paused for a moment.

The young man in front of him, even if he was half a meter away from him, he could clearly smell the sandalwood emanating from her, which was also mixed with a faint milky fragrance and a fresh bath smell.

His feet were as white as snow and he stepped barefoot on the cold floor, one hand half-pushing the doorknob, and the other hand hanging naturally down to his side.

The milky white skin and snow-white that can be broken are important, the delicate and cold demon face is a little clean and angry, and the pair of demon blue eyes are looking indifferently at the man standing in front of the door at the moment.

The coldness and paranoia that had always existed in the eyes and face disappeared cleanly at this moment, and there was no longer the slightest trace of it, only cleanliness and indifference, and even some indescribable depth.

And the milky white hair that had never even been combed before, was a little wet at the moment, dripping water on the white bathrobe from time to time.

The teenager in front of him is terrible clean and dust-weary.