Chapter 3590

"Brother Da Ye, you are excellent." haze blue said, "Yao Yao likes you so much."

Then he got angry and disgusting eyes around him.

Haze blue innocent shrug.

After another double kill, he ran aground and said indifferently, sparing words like gold: "be quiet with me."

The boy hit the haze blue shoulder, "it's abandoned."

"What do you know?" haze blue was unconvinced.

Finally, Yu Bai took five kills in each other's spring, and the crystal fragments all over the sky burst open!

Holding a sword in white, hunting generates wind.

game over.

Haze blue was excited at once, and he was going crazy when he kept holding his voice.

"Brothers!! this is definitely a wild king, national costume!!" it's so comfortable to lie down in haze blue all the way.

Gold assassin, MVP, super God.

Haze blue tut tut twice, and felt that his luck exploded today. "Brother Xu, I think this wild King technology can be compared with you."

"To add friends, you must add friends." haze blue sent the application for adding friends and looked at Yu Bai's main business. Jin cancan blinded him. It's awesome.

then,

A minute passed,

No matter how hard haze blue pulled, he didn't agree.

"Why is the wild king so cold?" haze blue couldn't believe it. "Is it my sweet voice that didn't conquer him, or I've been praising him that my brother didn't conquer him?!"

He didn't believe in evil and sent friend applications many times, and then they were rejected one by one.

“……”

The atmosphere is getting weird.

"Brother, you really dislike it." someone couldn't help laughing.

"It's usually like this kind of national clothes. It's either the sea king or really high and cold."

"Stop talking. The king of renye doesn't seem to like you."

"Go away!!!" haze blue became angry.

Suddenly someone said, "I said how I think this ID looks so familiar. Isn't he a game anchor!"

"Ah?" haze Lan was stunned for a moment, looked down at the ID, and thought slowly, "when you say that, I seem to remember..."

"His anchor name is stranded, isn't it?! that voice is really fucking nice, but it's cold and doesn't show its face. The one with special technology 6?"

"Yes, I'll search."

"If he had just been on the air, wouldn't we have been on the air with him?"

Then haze blue really went to the game live broadcast platform to search this account, and desperately found that the live broadcast was stranded.

"It's really him." haze Blue's face was a little wordless. When he thought that his words had just been publicly executed, he was loveless.

"I'm so happy. Some people here say you're green tea."

The barrage in the live broadcast room flew by quickly, discussing Yao and the shooter just now.

[how do I feel the tea smell in Yao Mei's tea?]

[she's been flirting. Alas, it's still so cold when stranded.]

[that shooter is a fool. He has all the pots on his assistant. In the end, isn't shallow God flying with Yao Dai?]

[it's me. As long as I can fly, I agree with both hands and feet]

[Yao Mei has been a good friend of Qian Shen for so many times. Ha ha, how can she insist so much? Otherwise, Qian Shen will agree and give her sister a chance]

[it's a question worth studying whether the grounding God is famous for its technology or high cold]

Haze blue looked at these bullets and wanted to die. There was no love in life, really.

It never occurred to him that he casually touched the anchor.

But happiness is also true.

Stranded in the live broadcast, the next game has been started, and the field has been preselected. There is a lot of booing on the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, which makes the stranded agree to the friend's application for a sweet double row with Yao Mei.

The cold and pleasant voice sounded in the live broadcasting room, cold and faint: "no friends."

In the room,

The clean and slender hands are beating on the keyboard. The hands are fast and pleasing to the eye.

The cuffs are tight and the wrist bones are cold.

Looking up, it is the bone appearance of young Qingjun's indifference.

Dyed white was broadcast live for two hours, and then next.

Jingwei has always disliked the original owner, who earns almost all his tuition and living expenses.

She has a high IQ and is quick to play games. Because the sound line is excellent and the technology is impeccable, she is also a little famous on the live broadcasting platform. She can support her life through the flow of live broadcasting and short video. Occasionally, she goes out to find a part-time job during the holidays.

After returning to the live broadcast, dye Bai found out the new teaching materials and began to brush the questions.

The light jumped on the young man's side face, cold and non cannibal fireworks.

…

When Chu Xu returned, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning. He was almost out at night. He took his pocket with one hand and bathed in the moonlight of summer night, but he was not half warm. He inadvertently pushed open the door.

The lights in the duplex villa were bright, and a man sat on the sofa with a gloomy face.

The boy didn't take a more look and walked up to his room.

"Chu Xu!" a violent drink sounded. After all, Chu xiumao couldn't help it. He stood up from the sofa. He was tall. His gentle smile in the daytime disappeared, wrapped in cold anger: "where did you run in the evening!"

The young man didn't lift his eyelids. As if he hadn't heard it, he continued to walk forward indifferently.

Chu xiumao looked at Chu Xu's appearance that oil and salt didn't enter. He held a fire in his heart. Because the night was getting hotter and hotter, he strode over. When he was close, he could smell the wine on the boy. Without saying a word, he kicked the boy hard. His voice trembled because of the extreme repression: "Who do you hang out with every day when you're good or bad?! you mess with those people outside. Do you want to bring me a girl back another day!"

Chu Xu stopped, stood there and looked at him with a smile.

Chu xiumao felt angry at the young man's eyes and gnashed his teeth: "I told you earlier that I was going to have dinner with your aunt Jing today. What have you done! What's the child's temper if you don't answer the phone and don't return the text message?"

"My mother has long died." Chu Xu's eyelashes moved for a moment, which gave a response. His expression looked very perfunctory and contradictory indifference, "you are free."

There was no fluctuation in the tone.

It seems that what you say is normal.

Every time this topic is a taboo between father and son. If there is no result, it will explode at all.

Chu xiumao has tried his best to avoid mentioning this topic, because he knows that this is a thorn in Chu Xu's heart. It will not disappear with time, but will get deeper and deeper.

But he will have his own life sooner or later. He can't guard a dead man all his life!

"Aunt Jing is a good person." it was just Chu Xu's words. Chu xiumao's burning anger was like a balloon, which was suddenly pierced by a needle and collapsed quickly. The anger on his face disappeared slowly and strangely, overflowing fatigue from the bottom of his heart. He sighed and tried to talk to the boy.