Almost the whole E-sports circle knows that cloud pan pan and Joe are together.

After Joe won the game more and more that day, the people watching the live saw his confession.

Those who are not familiar with the e-sports circle are also paying attention to them.

Not to mention anything else, they were very comfortable with their pleasant faces.

And Qiao Shiyue absorbed a lot of powder in that live broadcast. The video he was slandered before and the live video this time were edited together.

By contrast, we can see that the real boss doesn't need to explain anything when he is stigmatized.

Strength is everything.

It's a pity that the more time they've got on Joe, the more he's out of the circle.

But my girlfriend is the anchor.

That's to say, they still hope to see Joe passing by.

The man who was just holding Joe's eyes was suddenly covered with clouds.

One year later, they watched the cloud broadcast in the studio.

It's just, there's a lot of unexpected things that happen.

Like now.

Cloud Pan Pan live broadcast of the game, plan to draw daily.

Qiao Shiyue is outside her room. The door is not closed. From this angle, she can easily see Qiao Shiyue sitting in the living room.

The weather has turned cold. He is wearing a beige low necked sweater. The sweater is a loose one. She bought it to him last year. As a result, he wears it in autumn, winter and spring.

If she hadn't stopped her, she would have worn it over the summer.

The sweater is a bit old and there are some balls on the sleeve.

Joe, it's very fashionable.

Joe's clavicle was exposed in the air. He held his head in his left hand, and his eyes looked as if he had accidentally swept over.

Seeing her set up the drawing board, he suddenly got up and walked into the room.

Cloud Pan Pan looked at him with vigilance, and the studio began to make a lot of noise.

"Mom, the moon god is here again."

"I have a bad feeling."

"Let's go ahead of time. We can't watch it live today."

Joe went more and more behind her, leaned over her ear and asked, "do you need a model? I can do it... "

" no, thank you. You can keep reading outside. "

"So..."

his eyes were dim and his voice was low.

It's a cloud, but it doesn't hurt at all.

On the contrary, they are more vigilant.

The next second, Joe suddenly turned to her and squatted down.

Hands on her knees, face on top.

When the clouds were over, he could only see his white side face, the tip of his ears and the hair behind his ears.

The eyelashes moved up and down, shaking out a silhouette.

"I still remember when we first met, you asked me to be your model. I thought that you would need me all your life. I didn't expect that you would not need it so soon. What can I do for you? Can I help you with the palette? Or other... "

the great God standing on the altar spoke in a low voice like a little boy.

Even if the fans in the studio knew that he would pretend to be pathetic, his heart was still softened.

This pathetic tone, ah, I really want to hold people in my arms and ravage them.

Cloud pan itched, and his hand fell on his face honestly.

This is what happened.

Joe suddenly looked up and grabbed her wrist.

With the other hand around her waist, she was forced to carry her whole body.

As soon as he turned around, she was crushed on the computer desk.

The lips were immediately bitten and oxygen was taken away.

After a long kiss, his lips moved down and landed on the artery on her neck.

Like a lover's murmur, the husky deep voice sounded in the live room.

"I like you so much..."

the audience was so excited that they reached over and cut off the power supply of the computer accurately.

The picture stopped suddenly, and the sound was gone.

A crowd of spectators almost didn't scold.

Joe's hand fell more and more on his cloudy clothes.

It's slow, but very regular.

When he untied the third button, the cloud finally reacted.

The hand held his disorderly moving hand and tried to stop it, but he took it and pasted it on another skin.

Warm, smooth.

It's his clavicle.

He raised his eyebrows, slid her hand down, and his fingertips fell into his sweater.

Joe put the tip of her ear in her ear more and more, and said with a smile, "reciprocity, fairness."

Fair... Ghost.

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