She liked this second task very much, and it was simply not too much to her liking.

Thinking about it, the interest in her beautiful eyes slowly overflowed from the bottom of her eyes, Wen Qing blinked and wanted to suppress it: Tong, where is the plot now?

System: Remember that phone call...

It spoke, pausing for some reason. But also because of this short pause of a few seconds, Wen Qingwan had time to think.

As soon as the word "phone" came out, she faintly sensed something.

Really!

The system says: It's the day the male protagonist asks you to come out.

Its words were exactly as she expected, and Wen Qing rubbed her palm.

It's really not too early or too late.,Judging from the original plot.,All the nightmares of the original owner started from this day.。

It's just that, since she's here, then she won't let the tragedy happen again.

Her arrival will only be a nightmare for Gu Beixiang Ye Piaopiao.

She will give them a taste of what it is like to fall from heaven to hell.

Wen Qingwan hooked her lips, and suddenly a soreness came from her neck, and as the soreness hit, Wen Qingwan had to stop thinking.

She craned her neck, and almost at the same time, several "clicks" rang out in the room.

Wen Qingwan leaned back on the chair casually and lazily, perhaps with the support of the chair, and her body was shouting "comfortable" up and down.

Feeling that her neck was not so uncomfortable, Wen Qingwan sat up straight, her eyes swept over the mobile phone in her hand, and there was a little deep thought in her eyes.

Want to ask her out?

Don't even think about it!

Wen Qing turned her phone back and forth between her fingers, then suddenly stopped, she put her phone aside and played with the computer.

The screen displayed on the computer was the interface of the [Tianxia] game, she held the mouse, and as her fingertips swiped, the interface also scrolled.

Wen Qingwan browsed through the list of friends, and his eyes paused when he touched the ID of [Nancheng North Lane].

Wen Qingwan pondered for a moment before opening the interface for sending messages. At the same time, she slowly stretched her fingers, danced on the keyboard for a while, typed out a few words, deleted and changed them several times, and then clicked send.

[Nine Love Letters]: I'm sorry, my girlfriend just listened to the phone, and she has a somewhat cold temperament. Is it important for me that you asked me out?

Meanwhile.

Gu Beixiang, who was far away at home, was playing mahjong with a few fox friends at this time.

The computer made a "drop" sound, which made him just want to draw the cards, tilted his head, stared at the computer for a long time, and then continued to draw cards as if nothing happened.

Gu Beixiang looked at the card he had drawn in his hand, Beifeng, and suddenly became dissatisfied, he smashed the mahjong to the ground, and shouted, "I'll go to your uncle's!" It's the wind again! Fucking trying not to let me win, huh? ”

The words kept talking, he directly overturned the mahjong on the table, and impatience overflowed from the dark eyes, "Don't play, don't play, it's not interesting at all, it's better to play a game than to waste this time!" ”

Although his tone was very bad, his cello-like voice made people not feel angry at all.

Gu Beixiang didn't give any face to the few men sitting in the north, south and east positions, and after speaking, he directly swept over the chair and ran to the computer to sit.

The man sitting on the east seat has a thief's eyebrow, and his name is Ah Liang.

Ah Liang glanced at a few men next to him, then trotted to the side of Gu Beixiang, stared at his cool handsome face and said with a smile, "Master Gu, it's good that the game is fun, but a few of us are not as well equipped as you, you see..."

As soon as the word "look" came out, Gu Beixiang knew what they wanted to do, and he who had always been arrogant directly spread his fingers, "I'll give you 5 sets of god-level equipment later, but... If someone asks about playing mahjong today, you should know what to say. ”

Hearing the words god-level equipment, Ah Liang's eyebrows couldn't hide the smile.

A set of god-level equipment is 100,000! They get it and go back and make a fortune.

Che, it's just a big young master with a strong sense of victory and a bad temper, and he thinks it's so difficult to serve!

"Yes, yes, yes! Today, our brothers lost miserably in mahjong, and Master Gu's card skills were really 6! Which is more important, Ah Liang already has a plan in his heart, and he opened his mouth without hesitation.

Listening to the words in Ah Liang's mouth, Gu Beixiang smiled with satisfaction, and he patted him on the shoulder, "There is a future!" ”

Speaking of which, Gu Beixiang ignored them anymore and played with the computer wholeheartedly, after he saw that there was a private message that he had not read and received, he subconsciously glanced at his eyebrows and clicked on it.