Chapter 137

The game of the bronze Bureau always makes people feel superior.

Because you will not kneel until you win gold. Most players who kneel are unwilling. They must return to the peak of winning streak after losing.

Operation is to seize the mentality of players, so that this mode can be set.

After Lu Ziheng's quartz clock struck twelve, even if he didn't give up Shen Qinghuan, he had to say, "little girl. It's late. If you don't take good care of yourself in adolescence, your skin will grow old quickly when you grow up. "

Shen Qinghuan reluctantly puts down her mobile phone. The fog is dense in her beautiful apricot eyes, which makes Lu Ziheng at the other end of the video a little painful.

"Can't we have another round?" If the monkeys were not randomly matched to cross the pit, they could win.

"If you want to play, wait until tomorrow!"

"It's already past twelve o'clock. It's tomorrow!" Shen Qinghuan was thirsty. She opened the quilt and wanted to get some water to drink.

However, because his pajamas were one-piece, Shen Qinghuan spent a long time playing games cross legged in bed. When he got out of bed, he almost didn't fall to the ground because his legs were too sour and swollen.

Lu Ziheng held his right hand in the shape of a fist, the back of his hand against the curved corner of his lips, and hid with those smiles.

Lu Ziheng quit the game. The split screen interface was too small. He couldn't enjoy it. He restored the original interface again.

He thought it was time to buy a projection.

If there was a curtain, he could look at Shen Qinghuan more clearly.

Shen Qinghuan in the video walks awkwardly because her legs are sour. That touch of pink is really like a little rabbit. It's wonderful.

When Shen Qinghuan finished drinking water, Lu Ziheng returned to his normal look.

"Little girl. It's time to go to bed. "

"I'm not a little girl!" Shen Qinghuan's face is easy to turn red. She covered her face with a quilt and protested in a low voice.

"I see. Big girl. "

Shen Qinghuan doesn't want to argue with Lu Ziheng because she can't argue with him. He always has strange reasons to demonstrate his views and take the initiative in the debate.

"Where's the pocket?"

"It's already asleep." Lu Ziheng opened the quilt and aimed at the bright orange.

"Oh." Shen Qinghuan had never had a dog before, so when she heard the sound of purring in her pocket, she felt very interesting.

Lu Ziheng and Shen Qinghuan talked for more than half an hour. They always felt that if they went on like this, they might not want to sleep this night.

He turned a story in the Himalayas, and somehow the topic jumped to Andersen's fairy tales.

Lu Ziheng was like Shen Haotian coaxing Shen Qinghuan when he was a child. His deliberately lowered voice was very magnetic, "once upon a time, there was a little mermaid..."

"I'm not a child."

"In my eyes, you can be a child all your life." Lu Ziheng told three stories intermittently, and the little girl was sleepy.

Harm.

I just wanted to coax the little girl to sleep, but I forgot to let her turn off the video.

He gently stroked the screen of his mobile phone. After a long time, he secretly intercepted the quiet sleeping face of many girls.

I can't sleep tonight.

After turning over the new functions of the mobile phone, Lu Ziheng found the recording screen. He was ecstatic to record the black screen of the mobile phone.

too bad.

Lu Ziheng read the strategy on Du Niang. It said that if male and female students get along, they must remember not to hang up the girl's phone first.

He found the charging cable and charged it for a long time before the screen ran again.

The interface in wechat shows that his side interrupted the phone.

What should I do?

He shouldn't be misunderstood. He's the one who hung up first