I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

Fortunately, after the three of them knew how to play, they kept hiding behind Jiang Siming, helping to repair the guns, and set them up for a while.

Jiang Siming also deliberately left some enemies with remnants of blood to them, and they easily took the head behind.

At the end of the fight, each of the three had three or four heads.

This can give PDD and Da Sima happy, they usually want to kill three or four enemies, unless the water friends deliberately give them.

Otherwise, don't even think about taking so many heads in one hand for months.

Now following Jiang Siming, there are people who are relaxed and happy, so happy~

It should have been this way!

At the end of the game, Jiang Siming easily took the Sunset Red team to eat chicken!

More than five hundred billion fish **** entered Jiang Siming's pockets.

PDD and eggplant have also made billions, giving them a piece of fun.

Only Da Sima had lost tens of millions of fish balls, but he was very happy to be able to eat chicken, especially when he ate chicken alive and killed four enemies.

This can be said to be the peak record that Da Sima has played in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds for a year.

For this reason, Da Sima quickly cut a picture and kept it as a souvenir.

The remaining fish **** were all given to Jiang Siming.

In Jiang Siming's fish ball pond, good fellow, hundreds of billions.

All the betting friends left tears of regret, now they regret it, regret it...

After playing this round, Jiang Siming didn't plan to play again.

PDD fulfilled its promise and transferred 80,000 yuan to Jiang Siming's WeChat account. By the way, the three of them also sent dozens of super fires to Jiang Siming's live studio.

"Myojin, the door of Team Sunset Red will always be open for you!" PDD said.

Jiang Siming said jokingly: "Don't just give it for nothing, I'm afraid I won't be able to save it one day."

PDD scratched his brain and smiled embarrassedly.

"Myojin, you are my eternal god! You are bored in the future, come to me to play CSGO, and you can tell me to be free anytime." Eggplant warmly welcomes.

Jiang Siming actually liked the anchor of eggplant very much. He was true and unpretentious, and he was honest, just like Da Sima.

"Okay, no problem, I will rushB with you in the future." Jiang Siming nodded generously.

The eggplant laughed loudly: "OK OK! RushB!"

Finally, Da Sima spoke: "Myoshin, please call me whenever you have time to play Lu. If you have a chance to come to Wuhu, you must tell me and I will invite you to dinner."

Jiang Siming also agreed to the exchange of words between the very serious old men, and said a few simple words to everyone, and then resigned with the water friends and broadcast it successfully.

When he walked out of the study, Jiang Siming stretched his waist and checked the time. It was nine o'clock.

The wives are still playing downstairs. Jiang Siming thinks that he will have to wait an hour or two for his "nightlife".

Because today is Friday, they will play a little later, if it is usual, they would have gone to bed at this point.

Of course, you have to play more on weekends. They are all young people. If you don't stay up late, they are young people.

Besides, they will not have dark circles or bad skin like ordinary people. They have Jiang Siming, and they will still be radiant and radiant even after many nights.

Jiang Siming walked downstairs. The wives were playing cards, mahjong, some playing small games together, and some cuddling together on the sofa to watch the ghost blowing lanterns at Longling Miku.

In short, each has its own fun. There is constant laughter at home. From time to time, there is a saying "Super double" over there, and there is another sentence over there!

A few more screams frightened by the TV came from the living room, or the sound of adding meals to Acho A-nan in the kitchen.

The home is so warm, Jiang Siming feels very satisfied looking at it.

What is the purpose of working so hard to make money? Isn't it for this?

Seeing Jiang Siming go downstairs, the wives all winked at him, **** him.

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes at them, what kind of winks he was throwing at. At this time, he didn't go to bed with me. Isn't he trying to greedy me on purpose? Excessive!

"Ouba, your hair seems to have grown a lot, do you want to cut it?" Lin Yuner found that her husband had bangs on the front of her forehead.

Although they are also handsome, all of their women feel that Jiang Siming has no need to wear long hair, because long hair will obscure their husband's handsomeness.

Jiang Siming has always liked short hair, and it is convenient to wash his hair dry and refreshingly.

Boys have long hair, he has always felt that they are not energetic, and they are not very strong. Of course, there are also boys whose heads are only suitable for longer hair.

But Jiang Siming has always loved short hair, but it's not that kind of particularly short hair.

It's the kind of broken hair that is flattened on both sides and a little longer in the middle, so it is sunny and beautiful.

Jiang Siming touched his hair, as if it was long.

It has been more than two months since Jiang Lan cut his hair last time, and his hair has naturally grown a bit taller.

"Then cut it, where is Jiang Lan?" Jiang Siming swept around, but didn't see Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan is the chief stylist of the family. She manages the styles of the wife and children and the daily clothes matching.

Even Reba and Yoona, who have seen top stylists, unanimously praised that Jiang Lan's styling level is definitely higher than that of top stylists.

Jiang Lan naturally became the only barber in the family.

"She's going to take a shower. I have to wait a while."

Lin Yuner answered.

"That's okay." Jiang Siming wanted to wait and wait.

And then Reba suddenly said: "Why don't I cut it for you?"

"You? All right?" Jiang Siming was skeptical.

"I...I'm good, let me try it." Reba said with a guilty conscience. She mainly wanted to try it. She hadn't cut anyone's hair yet.

"That's OK, then come on." Jiang Siming didn't doubt that, he thought Reba's technique was also good.

Reba was so happy that he ran to get the tools.

In this way, Jiang Siming was put on a professional release and sat outside the house, waiting for Reba's haircut.

Cut your hair outside the house to facilitate cleaning your hair.

Reba took out the tools and began to trim Jiang Siming decently.

Jiang Siming was also very heartened, so he opened a TV series with his mobile phone and watched it with interest.

After waiting for half an hour, Reba suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Is it finished?" Jiang Siming asked.

Turning around, he found that Reba was missing.

Then the wives all came out, surrounded him and started watching, and after less than three seconds, they all started to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Siming asked a question mark.

Reba was wearing an apron, holding a push knife and scissors, and standing there trying to laugh but embarrassed, like a kid doing something wrong.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Siming still didn't understand, what was he laughing at?

At this moment Xiaoxiao walked over and took a look, and said, "Dad, is your hair chewed by Xiangxiang?"

Xiangxiang: "???"

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[Author's digression]: Third more~