Compared to the first night, they were obviously a little more intense today.

The temperature in the room took a long time to drop, and the floating wind half-hugged Yi Qian, who squinted her eyes and leaned on his arms, talking lazily.

"Semi-finals, nervous?"

Fufeng shook his head, "Don't be nervous. ”

Gaming is his area of expertise, he has confidence in himself, and now the team is running in well, he is sure in his heart.

Speaking of nervousness, it seems that he will be more nervous when facing her.

Thinking of something, Fufeng lowered his eyes and glanced into his arms.

The woman's skin was fair, and Xiangxiang leaned against him softly, the quilt covered most of her body, and the red marks on her chest were faintly visible.

His face flushed suspiciously, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, "Are you here for me?" ”

"Or else?" Yi Qian snorted lightly, "Otherwise, what else is worth me putting down my business and running over?" ”

Fufeng smiled deeper, his chest shook, and his voice was pleasant.

"I'm glad you think so highly of me."

He said.

"Who let ...... You're mine, aren't you, brother? ”

Yi Qian said, and looked up at him, his eyes full of teasing.

Fufeng's face froze, and then he smiled.

She didn't call her brother directly, which was obviously her revenge for her "sister".

"I'm your man, what about you?"

Fu Feng suddenly became colorful, sat up straight, and met her gaze squarely.

Yi Qian raised her eyebrows, expressing her doubts.

"Our relationship ......"

The sound of the floating wind gradually decreased, and some of them could not be spoken.

Yi Qian didn't say it clearly when she first proposed the conditions, but the meaning she expressed was known to both of them.

They are the relationship between the gold lord and the little white face.

And now?

The boy's heart was beating faster and faster, nervous about the upcoming answer, and there was apprehension in his eyes.

The performance of all this is very obvious to reveal one thing -

He was already in love with her, and he belonged to her physically and mentally, so what about her?

In her opinion, she is just her little white-faced little milk dog, or is it ...... A real boyfriend?

Yi Qian understood what he meant, and saw her red lips lightly opened, "You...... Are you asking me for a title? ”

Fufeng nodded without hesitation, but the roots of his ears were quietly red.

"The name can be given to you, but there is a condition."

Yi Qian's hand caressed his chest, his nails scraped his skin, and his body trembled, a little itchy, and a little numb.

He immediately pressed the hand of the troublemaker, his eyes revealing eagerness and vague joy, "What conditions?" ”

"Winning the World Championship trophy."

Yi Qian raised her chin and said her request undoubtedly, "To win the championship, I can give you whatever you want." ”

At this time, she is like a witch who bewitches people to hand over her soul, her voice is magical, and her eyes are seductive.

"Okay, I'll get it."

Fufeng only thought for a second before giving a promise.

His eyes became firm, and while he said this, he also regarded the World Championship as the first mountain in front of him.

He plays professionally, one is for love, and the other is to make money and return it to Yiqian.

The love has been satisfied, and as for making money, as long as VE can win this domestic competition and advance to the world championship, it will already be able to make a lot of money, and this is no longer a problem.

So now his eyes are on the Worlds.

Yi Qian smiled, "I believe in you, then, I'll wait." ”