"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, the league has rules, and the players are ...... Players have to put on makeup before they go on the field...... "The makeup artist's hands are shaking all the time.

Han Yue glanced at her coldly: "You mean, I can't see people without makeup?" ”

"No...... It's not ......," the makeup artist's voice tightened.

Han Yue looked at the mirror and smiled coldly: "Take a good look, my face, even if you don't wear makeup, is a face worth millions." ”

Makeup Artist: "...... Well. ”

When Gu Zhihuan took the NMSL team information from Ruan Chenggang and came in, what he saw was the picture of the makeup artist constantly praising Han Yue's appearance with tears in his eyes.

"Your eyes are gentle and affectionate, your nose is magical, your mouth is thin and cold, your hair is thick and vigorous......"

Gu Zhihuan couldn't bear to look at him directly: "I'm sorry, excuse me, what kind of new trick are you guys?" ”

When the makeup artist saw Gu Zhihuan, it was like seeing a savior: "Mr. Gu, the contestants will deduct ......money if they don't wear makeup and go on stage."

"How much?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

"A thousand." The makeup artist whispered.

"Go back and ask Ruan Chenggang to transfer you 10,000 and paint him ugly for me." Gu Zhihuan said coldly.

"Gu Zhihuan!" Han Yue was anxious.

Gu Zhihuan directly threw the information in his hand in front of Han Yue: "Get to know your opponent." ”

Han Yue was about to refuse.

Gu Zhihuan squeezed out a kind smile: "Han Yue player, please pay attention to your professionalism. ”

Han Yue: "......"

"At the top is Jiao Pei, the captain of the NMSL team, who serves as a sniper, has sharp operations and decisive decisions, and is currently the No. 1 All-Star in the league-" Gu Zhihuan's words paused.

Han Yue held Jiao Pei's introduction tightly, staring at the face above, his eyes were red: "I'm going to kill him." ”

Gu Zhihuan was taken aback by the gloom in Han Yue's tone: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't think I don't know, you still like him." Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan coldly.

Gu Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, and after his eyes subconsciously shook around Jiao Pei's face, he came back to his senses.

When she was in high school, Gu Zhihuan was still an Internet addict girl, and she didn't skip class to play games.

Jiao Pei used to be the god in the game.

Gu Zhihuan and him got married in the game because they had more experience in teaming up as husband and wife, but then Gu Zhihuan's number was stolen by someone, and the connection between the two faded.

If Han Yue hadn't mentioned these things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, Gu Zhihuan would have forgotten about them a long time ago.

She was about to speak, but Han Yue had already thrown the information on the table with a gloomy face, glaring at the makeup artist: "Give me a good makeup!" ”

"Mr. Han, your eyes are as deep as the sea, and your nose is ......"

"A hundred times more handsome than him!" Han Yue tapped his index finger and tapped it on Jiao Pei's face.

Makeup Artist: "......"

Five o'clock.

Han Yue walked to the front desk with his mouse and keyboard with a murderous expression.

Gu Zhihuan followed behind him hesitantly, for fear that Han Yue would make something wrong.

As soon as I walked to the intersection of the passages, the NMSL team came head-on.

Jiao Pei was wearing a bright red team uniform, and the stars walked over with the moon in their hands.

His gaze swept over Han Yue, and immediately fell on Gu Zhihuan, the corners of his pursed lips suddenly rose up, strode up to Gu Zhihuan, and hugged her: "Huanhuan, why are you here?" ”

Han Yue's face was as black as Bao Qingtian.

Gu Zhihuan took a half step back a little uncomfortably: "Come and take a look." ”

Jiao Pei's eyes widened in surprise: "Are you here to see me playing?" ”

Gu Zhihuan was about to speak, but the whole person was suddenly fished into Han Yue's arms, and he hugged him without saying anything.

Jiao Pei: "??? ”

"Tell me, my wife." Han Yue raised his chin and said proudly, "I'm sorry, she came to see me play." ”

Jiao Pei's gaze became indescribable: "Are you married?" ”

"Of course." Han Yue said coldly.

"Do you have a baby?" Jiao Pei hesitated.

Han Yue's gaze froze.

This dog thing, he still hasn't given up.

Could it be that he thought that he and Gu Zhihuan didn't have children, so he would be able to step in?

No way!

The rich woman's little white face can only be me!

The anger in Han Yue's eyes flashed, and he slammed Ruan Chenggang past him and threw it in front of Jiao Pei: "Son, call uncle." ”

Gu Zhihuan: "......"

Jiao Pei: "......"

Ruan Chenggang almost cried: "Mr. Han ......"

"What's your name Mr. Han! Call Daddy! Han Yue said coldly.

Jiao Pei swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "Your children are developing a little fast." ”

"No way, good genes." Han Yue looked at Jiao Pei with his nostrils.

Jiao Pei looked at Gu Zhihuan silently, and then pointed to his head suggestively with his hand: Your husband is not sick, right?

Gu Zhihuan sighed silently: "He was joking." ”

Han Yue saw that the two of them were still frowning in front of him, his eyes became even colder, he gritted his teeth and stared at Gu Zhihuan: "Are you still in love with him!" ”

"I'm just old classmates with him." Gu Zhihuan held his forehead.

"Shit! Don't think I don't know, you're married! Han Yue said angrily.

"That's the game......"

"You're all ready to show up! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's wit to steal your number, Ruan Chenggang would be your dog son now! "Han Yue couldn't bear it.

Ruan Chenggang silently hid behind Gu Zhihuan, not knowing why he had so many "fathers" all of a sudden.

Gu Zhihuan looked at Han Yue in surprise: "You stole my number?" ”

Han Yue opened his teeth and danced his claws.

"That...... The game is about to start......" Zhou Zheng cried with a sad face, weakly and authentically.

Did he just hear some terrible gossip?

Assistant Ruan turned out to be the son of Mr. Gu and Mr. Han.

No wonder his career has been smooth sailing, it turns out that there is this relationship.

Gu Zhihuan hurriedly pushed from behind Han Yue: "Professional players can't be late. ”

Han Yue's brows furrowed tightly.

Gu Zhihuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and smoothed his hair: "Come on." ”

Han Yue's face looked a little better, and after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, grabbed Gu Zhihuan's arm, and dragged her to the dim place of the passage: "Do you want me to win?" ”

Gu Zhihuan hesitated.

Considering that if the answer was denied, Han Yue was likely to rush out and tear Jiao Pei apart again, Gu Zhihuan had an answer after a while: "Hmm." ”

Han Yue smiled, in the dimness, his smile was indescribably good-looking.

"Then if I win......" Han Yue lowered his head and pressed against Gu Zhihuan's lips, this distance was clearly not touched, but the trend of kissing at any time was particularly exciting: "You move by yourself tonight?" ”

Gu Zhihuan: "......"

"Okay, I'll do it myself?" Han Yue compromised.

“……”

"Default?" Han Yue chuckled.

Behind them, Ruan Chenggang and Zhou Zheng hugged each other tightly.

They Han is always not when they are all blind!

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, he is so promiscuous!