The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu was still manipulating the game character with his fingers. He turned his head and saw that face. His eyelashes were very long and narrowed. Because of his movements, he hit her face. It looked a little bit like a real person.

The kiss didn't last long.

Fortunately, the teammates around him were all focused on playing games, and no one saw him at all.

In fact, someone saw it.

Rao Rong, who was on the opposite side, had just finished a round. When he looked up at the time, he saw this scene.

But he was not Lin Feng. When he saw him, he just smiled and continued to start the second game with a cigarette in his mouth.

If it was before.

It was really hard for him to imagine.

Who would Qin Mo, who is aloof and air-conditioned, fall in love with?

After all, when he met him, he was still a young man who only acted according to his own preferences, and his indifference gave many people a headache.

No patience is certain.

For those good-looking female anchors, they never lose an eyelash.

No matter how enchanting she was, it seemed like she was naked and standing in front of him.

He was also the one with a slightly mocking smile on his face.

Now it seems that when it comes to love, I still listen to gentleness.

Rao Rong clicked the mouse and officially entered the next game.

Bo Jiu listened to the sound of the keyboard in his ears, and then looked at his thin lips stained with moisture after he kissed her, and his heartbeat became a little erratic.

However, the great god is indeed a great god.

When she doesn't speak, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

As soon as you open your mouth, your original shape will be revealed: "According to your contrary, the kiss is over, now open your mouth and let me see."

"What are you looking at?" Bo Jiu said, but still did as he was told. Judging from the master's expression, if she continued to disobey, he would throw her out through the window.

Qin Mo looked at himself, and when he saw the redness in the center of his throat, his deep eyes narrowed slightly.

really.

"Brother Mo?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. At first he didn't quite understand what he was looking at.

Until he walked out, he didn't know who he asked for a mint candy, stuffed it in her mouth, and said in a lazy tone: "If you say another word, I will quit the game."

Only then did Bo Jiu realize that he was feeling sorry for her throat. He couldn't help but want to raise the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't make it too obvious.

Otherwise, the master would say he was proud again. He only sat there for a while, then moved again, leaned over and kissed Qin Mo's ear: "Brother Mo, thank you, the candy is delicious."

Qin Mo stopped playing the game and forgot to deal damage, so he was slapped to death by the tyrant.

By the time he got out of that guy's breath, there was already an extra line of dots on the screen.

"Is my assassin sleepwalking? He was actually shot to death by the tyrant?"

"An assassin can't even kill monsters. I always feel like I'm going to kneel again in this game."

"Okay, my mentality is broken, how can I still fight?"

Realizing that something was being played here, Bo Jiu, who was not in the game, turned his head to take a look, but Qin Mo raised his hand to block the approaching figure, and said in a very casual tone: "Go and give it to me. Pour a glass of water."

"Isn't there one here?" Bo Jiu nodded doubtfully at the water glass next to him.

The number one jungler in the national server who was beaten to death by a tyrant kept his expression calm: "It's cold. I want to refresh myself with a cup of hot tea."

"Okay, I'll go find the housekeeper." Bo Jiu walked out.

Qin Mo, who was resurrected from the spring pool, once again swept into the wild area.

This time he not only killed the tyrant, but also took away the opposite adc.

Suddenly, the situation in the game changed.

The teammates who had won a lot were a little confused.

Since his jungler is so good, why was he beaten to death by the tyrant just now?

Not only the people here, but also the enemy opposite are asking.

Qin Mo only moved his fingers and replied with two words: "Network card."

Therefore, people who play games follow the same routine. No matter what happens, there is always an excuse that can be used, and that is the network card.

But only Qin Mo knew in his heart what happened in that moment just now.

How could he be affected to this extent by a prey?

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Next, he didn't give anyone a chance to speak. When she wanted to explain, he stuffed a candy into her hand.

Look at the way the man's eyes are shaking.

Qin Mo sneered, clearly wanting him to feed her candy with his own hands.

It's really not easy to get tired when we are with each other like this.

But in the early hours of the morning, my shoulders still felt a little unbearable.

It's already very cold outside.

Bo Jiu looked up and said to Yin Wuyao: "If there is a room, let everyone go back to the room to sleep?"

"Just here." Yin Wuyao dusted off the cigarette ashes: "Sitting in front of the computer, I feel that the winning rate will be higher. Probably everyone thinks so, including me."

At the end of the sentence, Yin Wuyao leaned back: "It's pretty good. I feel at ease."

Bo Jiu understood the feeling he was talking about and smiled with a slight smile.

Yin Wuyao spoke again: "Squad captain."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Yin Wuyao knew that at this time, he was basically asleep.

Those who were not sleeping could not hear the conversation between the two of them.

"Keep fighting. If it doesn't work, just wear women's clothes. What's the point? Just change back."

"I promised congratulations...I mean I promised my mother not to fight." Bo Jiu tilted his head: "And now that Rao Rong is here, without me, as long as the great god can get better, the Imperial Alliance can still win the championship. I have read the comments on the Internet. It’s not that that aspect has an impact on me. But one thing is, I don’t want you to be so dedicated to winning, but then people will be talking about whether I am a boy or a girl. This will affect everyone who is serious about playing the game. It's not fair to anyone else. The most important thing is that I don't want any black spots in his record. Uncle Yin, do you know? That person should stand on the altar with a clean conscience. Clean.”

Instead of like now, just any little anchor can diss him.

A person came up and said that he couldn't even play games because of so and so.

He was treated as the most dangerous person by the people over there.

These.

He shouldn't have to go through this.

He should be held in her hands.

Whenever.

After Bo Jiu said this, he looked out the window again, and the lights of the entire city were reflected in his eyes.

Nobody knows.

How success comes.

Maybe no one will care.

Why do these people just lie down on the keyboard when they are tired and fall asleep by squinting their eyes?

Want to win.

I want to win so much.

I want to prove myself, my teammates, and my team.

And how could she become a stumbling block for everyone at this time.

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