Mor was angry for a long time, but Yue Qiubai calmed down.

He didn't have time to delay here, so he called Gugu directly to ask if he knew if he knew Mr. Zhao's room number, and Lin Qingruo was also busy asking the managers of other teams in the manager's group, so he said that he had something to do with Mr. Zhao.

However, she also rushed to the hospital in a hurry, forgetting that the whole group is now in Florida, and several others are still in China.

Seeing that there was no reply, I just wanted to close the dialog box, but I was privately chatted by the manager of EDG.

EDG's manager is also a recent college graduate, and she usually communicates more with Lin Qingruo, she saw Lin Qingruo asking Mr. Zhao in the group, and chatted privately worriedly: "If you are looking for him to have a job, don't go to see him alone."

Lin Qingruo looked at this sentence and was even more shocked.

Just when everyone was anxiously looking for Mr. Zhao's room number, Mor and Yunyun, who knew about it, were silent, and Yunyun wanted to say something several times, but was stopped by Mor's look.

On the contrary, the little brother with the fist work card directly checked Mr. Zhao's room in their process document, and said directly: "BEST, I found out, his room is in 1805."

Yue Qiubai glanced at him, he didn't quite understand why the official staff of this fist was so friendly to them, but he didn't care so much now, thanked him, and ran to 1805.

The people behind followed suit.

Youyou actually heard some rumors about the new boss Zhao, such as his "little hobby".

She even made up a dimly lit room in her head, and Mr. Zhao was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the bed, and patting her thighs at her.

So when she came to his room alone, she also kept a hand for herself, and she opened her mobile phone in advance to record it and put it in her pocket.

entered Mr. Zhao's room, but it was different from the scene in her mind, Mr. Zhao was in a suit and leather shoes, and was busy dealing with work on the table, and the lights in the room were all on.

Yoyo couldn't help but feel a little guilty for believing the rumors.

But she didn't let her guard down, stood at the door of the room very stiffly, and asked, "Leader, you are looking for me."

Mr. Zhao put down the mouse, raised his eyes from his busy work, looked at Youyou and smiled: "You finally have time to come over, how have you been in the beautiful country in the past two days, and are you still adapting?"

I don't know why, Youyou always felt that Mr. Zhao was a little strange to speak, but after all, it was her boss, so she still replied seriously: "It's okay, thank you for your concern."

Mr. Zhao smiled, leaned back on the back of the chair, stilted his legs again, and said lazily, "You didn't play today, aren't you unhappy?"

Yoyo suddenly remembered the sentence that he had just said in the room, and suddenly felt as if he understood something, and immediately shook his head, and wanted to leave here immediately.

Seeing Yoyo, who suddenly became restless, Mr. Zhao smiled even more.

"What are you afraid of? Come sit down and have a drink." As he spoke, he also stood up and poured a glass of water, handed it to Yoyo's hand, and when he handed over the water glass, his fingers gently swiped Yoyo's palm, and Yoyo immediately felt his scalp tingle.

The water he poured was never drunk by any means.

After pouring the water, Mr. Zhao sat directly beside Youyou, "Look at you, this kid, you are capable and good-looking, and now you have many fans who support you. This first mid-season invitational tournament, you are all here, don't you want to commentate? How about sending you to the infield in the final, with Miller?"

After saying that, he tentatively stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Youyou's hand, but she avoided it silently.

Yoyo leaned back and shook his head: "No need, leader, if you think I can, just arrange it normally, if you think I can't do it, then you don't need to arrange for me to play."

"If you can do it, I'll have to try, huh?"

Mr. Zhao's hand was slippery and cold, like a poisonous snake crawling on Youyou's hand, he stood up suddenly, turned around and walked to the door: "Mr. Zhao, my boyfriend is still waiting for me, I'll leave first."

However, women

The strength is far inferior to that of a man, let alone a little girl, Mr. Zhao is a sturdy adult male, and it can be said that it is easy to subdue her.

So Mr. Zhao didn't make much effort, he covered her mouth casually twice, and pressed her hands.

Yoyo's eyes widened in horror, she never thought that this person would dare to be strong, wasn't he afraid? Is there no law? Is there no morality?

Countless terrible consequences flashed through her mind, and fear prevented her from thinking calmly, so she could only subconsciously use all her strength to resist.

In the midst of panic, there was a knock on the door.

Both of them were stunned.

Mr. Zhao pushed harder, covered Youyou's mouth stiffly, and calmly asked outside the door, "Which one?"

Standing at the door were Yue Qiubai, Nuo Xia, Lin Qingruo, Yue Shan, and the fist staff.

At this time, the five people looked at each other, came up too suddenly, did not make a plan, and were all stunned when asked by Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao waited quietly for a while and didn't dare to make a sound, and when he heard that no one outside responded, he frowned and asked again, "Which one?"

The little brother of the fist was the first to react, glanced at Yue Qiubai and the others, asked them to hide aside, and went up to answer the door by himself: "I am the operator of this competition, and I want to check with you on some work arrangements."

It's really great for him to come forward, after all, he belongs to Riot, and it has nothing to do with the division, the team, or the commentary.

It's just that Yue Qiubai still hasn't understood why this person wants to help himself, and after thinking about it, there seems to be only one will: he is his fan.

If that's the case, then take a photo of him, sign an autograph, and add a WeChat by the way.

And his presence did make Mr. Zhao open the door without any doubts: "Hello, please come in, it just so happens that I am also communicating with our explanation about the work arrangement, and you came just in time."

Yue Qiubai and the others were squatting on the side, and when they heard this, their hearts immediately went up, Youyou was really here.

Yue Qiubai was about to rush up and snatch Youyou back, but the fist brother put his hand behind him and quietly gave a thumbs up.

Yue Shan grabbed Yue Qiubai: "God B, don't go yet, look at his gesture Youmei is okay now, it's not good for Youmei if this matter is too big, let's see if he can solve it, don't say it again."

Yue Qiubai understood the truth, but his anxious heart was not something he could control.

But for a while, there was no better way, so I could only squat at the door and wait.

Yue Qiubai even came up with that emotion again, he couldn't believe anyone, he couldn't even trust the fist brother, and the whole person stuck to the door of 1805, trying to listen to the voice inside.

Fortunately, this place was chartered by Riot, otherwise I am afraid that the hotel staff would have turned him over to 911.

The 20 minutes of waiting for the fist brother at the door were really like years for Yue Qiubai.

He had never experienced such a long 20 minutes in his life.

During the time he was first reborn, he thought that he had experienced more things than others—including death, and that an 18-year-old had a 28-year-old soul in his body that had already died, and that there might never be anything that would affect his state of mind.

Now he realizes how wrong he really was.

Feelings completely tied him up.

It wasn't until the fist brother came out with it intact that Yue Qiubai breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Brother, thank you this time."

Yue Qiubai didn't dare to send Youyou back to her and Yunyun's room again, and Youyou remembered what Mr. Zhao had said just now, and she didn't dare to go back herself.

So several people gathered in Yue Qiubai's room.

The first thing he did when he returned to the room, Yue Qiubai thanked the little brother first.

Unexpectedly, the little brother waved his hand: "Hey, I'm just returning your favor."

Yue Qiubai was stunned: "What kind of favor?"

"Zhao Guimei, it's my mother, thanks to your help, not to mention that today I am also brave and brave, and I am speaking for justice, there is no thanks." The fist boy smiled heartily.

Zhao Guimei?

Zhao Guimei...... Yue Qiubai thought about it for a long time, and then searched in his mind for the cheerful aunt who was wearing a purple cashmere sweater with small curly hair, and still knew her name when she filled out the entry declaration form.

"Aunt Zhao is your mother?!" Lin Qingruo was also shocked, where in the world could there be such a coincidence! It's a great fragrance of roses!

Fist Brother smiled and nodded: "Yes, my mother came back to tell me about you, and showed me a photo of you, and I told her that you were here to fight, and she was very happy to hear it, so I must find a chance to thank you in person."

Yue Qiubai's hand kept holding Youyou's hand tightly when several other people were chatting, and Youyou was always not in a good state, leaning on Yue Qiubai's shoulder, clinging to him tightly, looking frightened.

Everyone chatted for a while and found that the atmosphere was not right, and they all reacted.

After saying goodbye, they left the room one after another.

The others left, and it was very embarrassing to sleepwalk behind, he had just understood the ins and outs, and knew that his pink "Mor sauce" was not a good woman, which made him very angry, and he changed the wallpaper on the spot to prove his position.

But now that there were only three of them left in the room, he was still a little embarrassed, after all, this was his room with Yue Qiubai, but Yoyo was here...... He looks like a light bulb.

After struggling for a long time, Youyou had already begun to whisper to Yue Qiubai.

Sleepwalking finally chose to leave on his own.

But he can leave, there is a cheap he must commit.

So he knelt on one knee and clasped his hands into fists: "Your Majesty......"

Yue Qiubai and Youyou raised their heads together and looked at him as if they were looking at something strange.

Sleepwalking: "Minister...... Retreated."

Yue Qiubai knew what he was going to do, and immediately laughed and scolded, "Get out."

Sleepwalking pretended to be painful and turned his head: "This retreat! It's for a lifetime!"