Chapter Twenty-Seven: Qiao Ying's Temptation!

Looking at the message from 'Sleep when you're full', there was a 60-second voice, and Qiu Ji didn't click on it.

You don't have to think about it to understand that the mother content in this voice should be extremely high.

Seeing that the 'Zhaodeception Tank' had broken its defense, Qiu Ji also felt a little bored.

Thinking of the whole day's work, he felt that he should reward himself appropriately.

Subconsciously opened the UC browser, looking at the emptied browser, Qiu Ji was stunned for a moment.

Why should I open the browser, and what does it have to do with rewarding myself?

Is it muscle memory?

But now that it's open, let's take a look.

Qiu Ji was a little nervous in his heart, controlled his hands, and flipped through the browser.

After some inspection, the original owner's mobile phone was cleaner than his waist bag.

Following the memory in his mind, Qiu Ji remembered that part of it was destroyed by the original owner.

There is also a part of the original owner who carried out a fight before his death.

At this time, there is no trace of 'black spots' in the mobile phone that will affect life.

set his eyes on the 'Youth Cultivation Manual' that the landlady had given him before.

Smelling the faint aroma from the 'Youth Cultivation Manual', Qiu Ji felt that he was going to do something, and the door of the room was opened from the outside.

The coolly dressed landlady was carrying a bag of fruit in her hand, and when she saw the scene in the room, she was stunned in place.

The two glanced at each other, and Qiu Ji's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other hand, Qiao Ying, although her earlobes have also become red, and her face is also full of redness, the situation is obviously much better than Qiu Ying.

"Xiaoji, why are you reading this book again, didn't I tell you to read as little as possible?"

Qiao Ying put the fruit on the corner of the bed and said with a red face.

"That'...... That Sister Ying, I'm not ......"

Qiu Ji didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Can you tell the other person that I don't plan to do anything because of the content of the book, and because of your body fragrance, I can't suppress my impulses?

"Poof, how are you like a child who makes a mistake."

Qiao Ying covered her mouth and smiled, walked to Qiu Ji and sat down.

"Sister Ying, I'm not afraid that you will misunderstand......"

Smelling the body fragrance coming to her nose, Qiu Ji's face turned red.

"I'm just asking you to see less of this, but don't empty your body at a young age."

Qiao Ying smiled like a flower, leaned over towards Qiu Ji, and said softly: "If you don't protect your body when you're young, you'll cry when you're old." ”

Qiu Ji's whole person was buried.

He could clearly feel the warm touch coming from his earlobe......

"Okay, sister still has to go to the store to be busy, you eat more fruit, this magazine sister confiscated!"

Qiao Ying gave Qiu Wei a roll of her eyes, picked up the magazine, twisted her waist and left the room.

Leaving Qiu Ji alone to doubt life.

He didn't know if Qiao Ying was intentional or unintentional.

No matter what, at this time, he only felt that there was a fire burning in his heart, and his desire to be the prime minister in his heart was a little stronger.

Holding back the restlessness, Qiu Ji decided to play a game for a while to eliminate the anger in his heart.

habitually turned on the live broadcast, and the audience who had not dispersed only felt that their eyes were bright, and Qiu Ji's face appeared in the screen of the mobile phone.

"Damn, didn't you say you wouldn't broadcast live, anchor? How to do a surprise attack, it scared me. ”

"The anchor is really the conscience of the industry, he has been live all day long, he has worked too hard!"

"He's really, I'm crying to death, it's been live for so long, and it's even better than those 'brothers' who still sing with a fever of 60 degrees."

"Don't say it, from today onwards, I'm iJIE."

"God special iJIE, how did it feel so strange to hear it in the past."

"Maybe you've listened to IKUN too much, and your brain has formed a subconscious resistance."

"I was going to go on a date with my girlfriend, but the hotel was opened, but I didn't expect the anchor to kill a horse gun, it seems that I am going to let my girlfriend sleep alone in the hotel tonight."

"Brother, the hotel is so dangerous, how can you leave your girlfriend alone? Send me the room number and I'll take care of your girlfriend for you. ”

"The thief downstairs has no intention, brother, send it to me, I'm more gentle and will take care of people."

"+1 in front, I'm ugly, but I'm gentle, ask for a room number."

"I'm the same."

……

The barrage began to sparsely swipe the screen, and the number of people in the live broadcast room gradually increased.

Originally, I just clicked on the wrong point, looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Qiu Jian thought that he didn't have to do a live broadcast of social death now, and he suddenly felt much more depressed.

swept away the previous gloom, Qiu Ji took the initiative to say hello to the audience of the live broadcast.

Switched the live broadcast screen to the computer screen projection and turned on LOL.

……

In the luxurious villa, Zhang was full of anger and rolled on the sofa, and the white jade feet were kicking back and forth.

sent several messages to Qiu Ji in a row, but he didn't see a reply, and he grinned angrily, eager to bite Qiu Ji to death.

Just when she was depressed, a message popped up on the push of the video software on her phone.

[The man was suspected of being mentally ill and took the Taoist priest to a haunted house to catch ghosts. 】

Seeing this title, I thought that Qiu Wei's brain also had a problem with his brain, and Zhang Satie almost clicked on the video.

As the familiar face in the video appeared, Zhang Fengfeng froze on the spot.

After looking at it for a while, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

Is this something that a normal person can do?

Take the Taoist priest to the haunted house to catch ghosts, it's not too outrageous, okay.

It seems that there is no mistake in the judgment of Lonely Sleep, this person may indeed have a bit of a problem with his brain.

After watching it for a while, she turned off the video, because the environment of the Death Villa was too terrifying.

At this time, Zhao Gumian was still in the club and did not come back, and she was the only one in the entire villa.

waved the shadow in her mind, and she successfully searched for Qiu Ji's live broadcast room by following the name said at the bottom of the video.

I just saw Qiu Ji opening the League of Legends, and his full eyes turned around.

I trotted to the computer, turned on the LOL, and looked up and thought about it.

Zhang Fengfeng stretched out two index fingers and poked them on the keyboard.

After some manipulation, I successfully entered the game.

After entering the ID of the autumn tree, I found the name of the autumn tree.

"It's good that it's in the same district."

Zhang Fengfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

……

On the other side, Qiu Ji was about to start the game, and suddenly a message popped up.

"GNR Sleep Requests to Add You as a Friend"

Looking at the news, Qiu Jian was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was the audience in the live broadcast room.

After thinking about it for a while, he still passed his friends, and as usual, he wished there were fewer people in the live broadcast room.

But tonight is different, he doesn't have to do a live broadcast of social death, just reluctantly be a favorite fan anchor.

As soon as he passed, the opponent pulled him into the room and started the qualifying match.

Qiu Ji's rank is platinum, and the opponent is diamond.

Entering the selection page, a voice came from the black voice.

"I'll play Marco Polo, you choose a Yao girl, and I'll take you fly."

???

Qiu Wei was a little skeptical that she had opened the wrong game, is this LOL good, where did Yao Mei come from?

For some reason, he always felt that the voice was a little familiar.