Xianxian really didn't log in to "King's Power".

The game doesn't appeal to her to the extent that it makes her as obsessed as other players.

And she spent enough time with Shen Liancheng in the game, and it was time for the distance to produce beauty.

She sat on the butler's shoulder, and stayed in the kitchen with the butler to prepare for the sumptuous dinner tonight.

In "King's Power".

A black-clothed figure with a cloak appeared outside the dungeon, and Shen Liancheng stood where the immortal had disappeared, waiting for her to go online again.

Players who came and went saw the great god leaning against the ancient building with a cold and lazy face, and couldn't help but want to come over to pay their respects and express their love and worship.

But Shen Liancheng slanted over, and no one dared to approach.

Even if someone came over cheekily, he didn't expect that Shen Liancheng, who had transformed into the Heavenly God Clan, had a lot more skills, and his fingertips like jade carvings drew a semicircle in mid-air, and when someone approached him again, he couldn't move forward as if he had hit an invisible wall within twenty meters.

“……”

Everyone knows that Shen Liancheng's rejection is thousands of miles away.

This is not coldness, not arrogance, but the capital of the great god.

But no one knew the sorrow in the young man's heart.

Perhaps, this is the inferior nature of men, and what they can't get is always in turmoil - Xianxian's decisive offline behavior has left a deep mark on his heart, like a mysterious perfume, even if he leaves, there is still a lingering fragrance.

At 6:50 p.m., Shen Liancheng had no choice but to quit the game, take off his helmet and walk to the restaurant at the time agreed with the housekeeper.

He was not in a good mood, and he pulled out a chair and sat down at the head of the restaurant, the crystal lamp above his head falling on his face, reflecting the cold and thin traces.

The fairy glanced at him, and said in his heart that his face was dissatisfied with his desires, as if he had been offended by someone.

The butler stood aside from the dining room and turned on the video communication.

The young man's cold face immediately caught in Old Man Shen's eyes.

"Yo, who messed with Cheng'er? This expression. ”

is worthy of being a grandfather, Old Man Shen had insight into Shen Liancheng's depression at first sight.

The young man just picked up the chopsticks, and when he heard the words, he took a bite of the dish without moving.

"It's fine." He said.

Old man Shen doesn't care about him, this time the old man just wants to meet the elf he hasn't seen for a long time.

"What about the immortals?" The old man's eyes swept left and right, but he didn't see it.

Shen Liancheng couldn't help but take a look at him, and found that the elf was standing behind a goblet containing milk, holding a long transparent straw and drinking milk, and her petite figure was completely covered by goblets and dinner plates.

The milk filled the transparent straw, and was swallowed by the elf little by little, and suddenly heard the old man's voice, she suddenly pulled out the straw and turned it out from behind the goblet in a hurry.

But when the straw was pushed away, the snow-white milk inadvertently splashed on the skin of her lips.

Well, that looks stupid, and ......

It's cute.

Shen Liancheng retracted his gaze expressionlessly.

“……”

"Grandpa." Xianxian flapped his wings and flew directly to the video communication, expressing his miss for the old man.

The old man smiled and asked Shen Liancheng if he had bullied her during this time.

Shen Liancheng paused, and couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen to the immortal's answer.

Xian Xian turned his eyes and saw the young man sitting in his seat, eating quietly, but the coldness and impatience that flashed between the young man's eyebrows showed that he wanted to end the meal quickly.

- It's not as you want.

The fairy said softly: "He is good to me!" ”

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