The fact that Yun Fanfan and Qiao Shiyue are together is known to almost the entire e-sports circle.

After Qiao Shiyue won the game that day, everyone who watched the live broadcast witnessed his confession.

Those who are not familiar with the e-sports circle, and some are paying attention to them.

If nothing else, just look at the pleasing faces of these two people, and they look comfortable.

And Qiao Shiyue attracted countless fans in that live broadcast, and his previous slandered video and this live video were edited together.

In comparison, I found that the real boss didn't need to defend anything when he was slandered.

Strength speaks for itself.

It's a pity that they only fell in love with Qiao Shiyue, and Qiao Shiyue withdrew from the circle.

But someone's girlfriend is an anchor.

Then it is equivalent to saying that they still have hope to see Qiao Shiyue.

Originally, he was just holding and watching Qiao Shiyue, but suddenly he became a cloud.

A year later, they watched the live broadcast in the live broadcast room.

It's just that some unexpected situations often happen.

Like now.

After the live broadcast of the game, I plan to draw every day.

Qiao Shiyue was outside her room, the door of the room was not closed, and from this angle, she could easily see Qiao Shiyue sitting in the living room.

The weather had cooled down, and he was wearing a beige low-neck sweater, which was a looser one, which she bought for him last year, and as a result, he wore it in autumn and winter in spring.

If she hadn't stopped it, she estimated that Qiao Shiyue would have to wear it in the summer.

The sweater was a little old, and there were a few hairballs on the sleeves.

But when Qiao Shiyue wore it, it looked extraordinarily atmospheric.

Qiao Shiyue's collarbone was exposed in the air like this, and he supported his head with his left hand, and his gaze swept over as if unintentionally.

Seeing her set up the drawing board, he suddenly got up and walked into the room.

Yun Fanfan looked at him vigilantly, and the live broadcast room began to make a fuss.

"Mommy, the moon god is here again."

"I have a bad premonition."

"Let's disperse in advance, I can't watch the live broadcast today."

Qiao Shiyue walked around her back, leaned over and asked in her ear, "Do you need a model?" I can barely ...... it."

"No thanks, you can continue to read outside."

"That's ......"

His eyes darkened, and his tone lowered.

The clouds are pan but I don't feel distressed at all.

On the contrary, they are more vigilant.

In the next second, Qiao Shiyue suddenly turned in front of her and squatted down.

With her hands on her knees, her face rests naturally on them.

All you could see was his fair face, the tips of his ears, and the hair behind his ears.

The eyelashes moved up and down, creating a silhouette.

"I still remember the first time we met, you asked me to be your model, I thought, you need me for the rest of your life, I didn't expect to be needed so soon, so what can I do for you? Shall I help you get the palette? Or something else......"

The great god standing on the altar spoke in a low voice like a small servant.

Even if the fans in the live broadcast room already knew how pitiful he was, his heart still softened.

This pitiful tone, ah, I really want to take people in my arms and ravage them.

Yun Fan's heart was itching, and his hand fell on his face very honestly.

This is where something happens.

I saw Qiao Shiyue suddenly raise his head and grab her wrist.

The other hand wrapped around her waist, and she was forced to take it up.

As soon as he spun around, she was pressed against the computer desk.

The lips were instantly kissed, and the oxygen was taken away.

He kissed for a long time, and his lips moved down, landing on the artery in her neck.

Murmuring like a sympathetic person, a hoarse and slow voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

"I like you so much......"

The audience's blood boiled, and a hand reached over and cut off the power to the computer with unmistakable accuracy.

The picture came to an abrupt halt, and the sound was gone.

A crowd of spectators barely scolded.

Qiao Shiyue's hand fell on Yunpan's clothes.

The movements are slow, but very regular.

When he unbuttoned the third button, Yun Fanfan finally reacted.

Holding his moving hand, he tried to stop it, but he took it and stuck to another skin.

Warm and smooth.

It's his collarbone.

He raised an eyebrow and slid down with her hand, fingertips digging into his sweater.

Qiao Shiyue took the tip of her ear in his mouth and said with a smile: "Courtesy is still reciprocal, fair." ”

Fair...... Ghosts.