Chapter 917 I want to be the king (28)

Wen Nianhua was silent.

He just looked at Qianqiu with pitiful eyes, slipped off the pillow he was leaning on, and turned his back to Qianqiu.

Like a salted fish that is unconscious and still pretending to be dead.

Qianqiu: "..."

It is said that e-sports games do not require eyesight, you think I am blind, right?

Qian Qiu watched Wen Nianhua pretend to be dead, and stood up expressionlessly.

She said flatly, "I should go back to school."

The voice fell.

Wen Nianhua, who was originally like a salted fish, was resurrected in an instant, and a carp stood up.

He grabbed the corner of Qianqiu's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Why?"

Qianqiu turned around, looked at Wen Nianhua, and said confidently:

"It's so late, should I go back?"

"..."

Wen Nianhua subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and pursed her lips aggrieved.

It seems so right.

"Then..." Wen Nianhua said, "I'll come see you tomorrow, okay?"

"You went back to take care of me when you were sick, why did you come to me?"

"I'll be fine tomorrow."

Qian Qiu said again: "But, I don't want to send you to see a doctor every day, it's such a trouble, don't you think so?"

Wen Nianhua's eyes became even more aggrieved.

Being disgusted, I really thought it was troublesome for him to be sick.

"I..." He pursed his lips, as if struggling with something.

Qianqiu was very patient, just watching the little brother quietly.

She just wanted to see if he would be obedient next, or continue to be a salted fish.

"After today, it won't be like this again," he said. "Really."

Wen Nianhua made a promise.

"Oh, don't force it." Qian Qiu remained expressionless, "After all, this is your freedom, and it's not convenient for me to interfere."

After her words fell, she planned to push the boat forward and make some more requests.

The conversation on Wen Nianhua's side turned sharply, and he said:
"Well, it seems reasonable for you to say so."

Qianqiu: "..."

She held back the words she was about to blurt out, and looked at Wen Nianhua with a hint of questioning in her eyes.

What kind of snake skin operation are you doing?
really.

The little brother is not as cute and cute as he looks on the surface.

This appearance makes him confusing, making Qianqiu repeatedly forget that he is actually an e-sports player who plays tactics and operates various snakeskin operations.

Wen Nianhua said: "Aunts in our team are all cooking."

"But, it's too spicy..." His tone became aggrieved.

The ET team has a special base, and the players live in the base and train every day.

During the training, my aunt was invited to take charge of the daily diet.

Since my aunt is from Sichuan, and my teammates and team staff all like heavy flavors.

Wen Nianhua's delicate stomach like a puppet cat couldn't bear it.

To eat is to die.

If you don't eat, you will die.

So, he simply skipped eating and used this time for training.

This is a very bad habit.

Qian Qiu was expressionless, listening to his accusation, he always felt that he had dug a huge hole for himself.

Prejudice.

After digging the deep pit that was the size of the day, she couldn't turn around and leave.

Qianqiu's heart was hovering on the verge of stretching out his feet to try.

If you step on this foot, you might just fall into the pit and you won't be able to get out, right?

Qianqiu followed his words.

"You can't do this, or..."

There was a trace of expectation in Wen Nianhua's eyes, as if he had predicted what Qianqiu would say next.

(End of this chapter)

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