Chapter 29: Cheng Jingyang's idol baggage
[All] [Big Brother Who Keeps the Promise] (Pei Baohu): What about the water that was said?
[All] [National Costume Cuckold King] (Li Yuanfang): Did I promise you?
Chinese culture is broad and profound, and the word "oh" simply expresses that Cheng Jingyang knows that he wants his subordinates to show mercy.
If you know, you know, if he wants to release water, will he let it go?
No door, even the window can block you.
"How is the glory of the other level?"
Cheng Jingyang and Bai Su Qinhuang cooperated with the group to destroy the opposite side, and when pushing the crystal, he summed up very accomplishedly, "This is the real water." ”
Bai Su looked at his 72 stars, and suddenly felt that it was quite watery.
A mid lane C mage, lying comfortably for a round, with an output of only 23%.
And the stinky fart jungler who hung up from the head crushed her by 17% of the output, and 40% of the enemy damage was hit by one person.
"Are you still here, Brother Yang, this is just a game!" Mo Cong was lying down very comfortably, and he couldn't wait to make a few more ducks.
"I'll go change into a pair of hard-wearing pants first." Cheng Jingyang glanced at Bai Su meaningfully, and saw that she was cold behind her.
When she saw him turn away, she muttered to herself, "Boring and smelly stinky man." ”
"Brother Yang is like this, the idol burden is heavy!" Qin Huang covered it with his hand and attached it to her ear, "It's good to get used to it, it's good to get used to it." ”
"Then what are the five major regulations of the RT base that he also set?"
Qin Huang nodded heavily.
"It's hard for you, kid." Bai Su raised his hand and touched Qin Huang's head, sighing.
When Cheng Jingyang came back after changing his pants, he saw Bai Su with a bitter and hateful face. He raised his eyebrows and slapped the kettle in his hand on the table in front of her, startling Bai Su.
"What are you doing?"
"Let's see if we can scare you out of a heart attack."
"Aceby."
Bai Su rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"Let's not play ranked yet, I want to be a hero."
"What is Brother Yang practicing?"
"Green cloth."
It's green again.
"Why do you like being green so much?"
Bai Su asked this question that everyone wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.
"Because I have a prairie over my head." Cheng Jingyang took the kettle back to his seat and smiled as a matter of course, "What my son said, Dad has to agree with it, right?" ”
The reason is such a reason, but Bai Su always felt that Cheng Jingyang had a little pride when he said this, and even showed a smile that was bound to win.
It's not normal, it's so abnormal, it's like having schizophrenia.
Even if Jingyang has schizophrenia, it is an ordinary thing. Bai Su shrugged his shoulders wickedly and decided to ignore him.
Cheng Jingyang said that he wanted to play Lu Bu, and he really chose Lu Bu.
Mo Cong and Qin Huang are used to playing in the back row, and it is impossible to jungle. The burden of jungle naturally fell on Yang Ming and Bai Su.
"Brother Yang, you jungle and I jungle?"
"I don't fight."
Cheng Jingyang glanced at her and picked up the conversation, "Didn't you see me take Lu Bu?" ”
……
Bai Su was silent.
"Brother Yang, Bai Su, she's asking me."
……
This time it was Cheng Jingyang's turn not to speak.
He straightened his face and cocked Erlang's legs.
"I'll fight." Yang Minghan laughed, "Let girls fight in the jungle, blame bullies." And my mid-singles doesn't hurt, which can be a bit wasteful. ”
Where can the professional player's mid laner be worse, Yang Ming is obviously letting her.