Chapter 82

Jane Xiaolu's brain is buzzing and her heart is not calm.

His eyes were staring at the words in the news column, but ququ's fingers found that he could not knock out any words.

Until lying on the bed, Jane Xiaolu's mood has not recovered for a long time. Looking at the white and empty ceiling, she overlaps the words on the top of the night attack brocade company in the game.

I am Ye Jincheng.

Night attack on jinliancheng.

Jincheng.

Ye Jincheng.

She should have thought of it.

Jane Xiaolu counseled, and learned that the God who took her next copy to play strange for nearly a month in the game was actually the arrogant and arrogant Ye Jincheng in reality. She didn't say anything, and directly ordered offline.

Next door.

Ye Jincheng's characters still keep the same action, but the back looks very depressed.

Invisible grinding goblin did not know where to jump out, around the motionless man to turn a few circles, and finally his hands behind him, also did not move.

"Jincheng, it doesn't seem to work. You are doomed to die alone."

Ye Jincheng's eyes moved, and his fingers pointed to the screen. The white man in the game waved to the charming and enchanting lady in pink.

With a stab, the grinded goblin fell on the ground and died, splashing with fresh blood.

Zheng Junan's heart is aching. He abandoned several game characters that were revived after elixir. Ye Jincheng is in a bad mood. He just took his elixir for nothing.

He will not revive the little monster in pink, and continue to let it fall to the ground so that he will not be strong enough to be stabbed by Ye Jincheng.

"I just said a big truth. Do you need such a hard hand?"

Before ye Jincheng could reply, a good passer-by appeared.

Passer-by A: "jinliancheng, although you are a God, you don't know how to pity a beauty. Apologize to this fairy."

Zheng Junan laughs with his mobile phone, expecting Ye Jincheng to look even worse.

He plays this game purely for entertainment, so when he chooses a character, he also orders it casually. Who knows that it's a affectable goblin design, female is female, anyway, it's just for fun.

Unexpectedly, there will be a male player who will stand up for him. It seems that it's true that the wolf can be attracted in the game.

Ye Jincheng looks at the screen, lying on the ground, a red and bloody character in a pink suit looks at it, and uncovers it mercilessly.

Attacking jinliancheng at night: "what do I pity for a demon?"

The human demon, as the name implies, is a male player playing the role of a girl and pretending to be a woman.

A passer-by stepped back a few steps and said "... Forget it, Jin Daxian, you will continue to kill."

After that, I ran away.

When Zheng Jun settled down, he had no words to swallow and went back to the topic.

Grinding goblin: "Jane Xiaolu now knows your real identity in the game. Maybe she will play for a while. You should be prepared for her to hide from you."

Ye Jincheng never thought about this problem. He can't wait. He must ask Jane Xiaolu to face up to her heart. She also has feelings for herself.

Zheng Junan thought, with Ye Jincheng's sullen character, love is doomed to be more bumpy.

*In the meeting room, the temperature is very low. Jane Xiaolu is wearing a long sleeved coat, covering her mouth with a tissue and sneezing.

It was five days ago when he last saw Ye Jincheng. During his business trip abroad, Jane Xiaolu never played games again.

As soon as ye Jincheng came back from abroad, assistant Lin issued a notice.

Jiang Jie saw her rubbing her red nose and poured her a glass of water and handed it to her.

She took a sip of it.

After receiving the notice, the artist continued to come in and sit on the seat. After a while, I don't know who called for the voice of Ye Zong.

Jian Xiaolu, drinking water, saw the man who walked in from the door of the conference room. He always wore a straight and clean suit, with the halo of the protagonist, making people reluctant to open their eyes.

He sat in the front position, slightly raised his hand to assistant Lin to take the elegant and calm action of the document, which caused the artist's obsessed eyes on the seat.

Assistant Lin coughed twice between his lips to announce the meeting.

Jianxiaolu has never seen Ye Jincheng's appearance at work. His serious and attentive attitude perfectly explains the most handsome man at work. His thin lips close and close together, and jianxiaolu doesn't pay attention to every word she utters.

Her mind drifted, thinking of his aggressive kiss in the dressing room that night, and his sudden attack in the game.

He seemed to notice her eyes, looked at her, and quickly looked away as if he hadn't noticed.

Jianxiaolu just looked at him, his nose itchy, and he sneezed fiercely. The man who spoke at the front stopped and frowned slightly at her.

Her eyes suddenly cast over, I don't know who said: "with a virus still don't know to wear a mask, do you want to collective cold?""All right, keep the meeting going." The woman's complaint did not say a few words, and the man's face was a little unhappy, interrupting her words.

The woman's voice had to stop, arrogance turned a big white eye and gouged out Jane Xiaolu.

Jiang Jie leaned over to Jane's ear and said in a low voice, "I have such a bad cold that I'll have a rest after the meeting."

As Jane Xiaolu nodded, Yu Guang glanced at the man and turned around. He turned a page of documents in his hand and continued to tell.

After that, she didn't look at her again. She thought that she left the line without saying a word in the game. He was frustrated and frustrated.

Jane Xiaolu has been thinking about this problem all the way. She didn't listen to what the meeting said, so that when ye Jincheng said something and turned around to leave, she still sat in her seat.

At the meeting, the woman complained that she deliberately kicked the chair and made a big noise, followed by a few unknown little artists who came to bully.

The first short haired woman was the one who spoke at the meeting. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked contemptuous and disdainful, and called the curly haired woman out of the door.

"Yuxi, this is the woman who has robbed you of the limelight many times. I don't think it's very good."

Ouyuxi looks at jianxiaolu, who is a little red and sniffs with a paper towel. She leans against the door, her hands around her chest and smiles like a smile. "Feifei, don't say that. They are backstage people."

The artist named Feifei sneered, "what backstage is not backstage, it's not the mistress who can't be seen by others."

She finished and smiled at several people behind her.

In a flash, Jiang Jie got angry. "Please clean up your mouths. We are not the kind of people you said!"