Tong Yaoyao looked at the game and showed that Qiu Quan was not online.

How can I open it if I am not online?

Qiu Quan didn't know that he was exposed, so he impatiently carried a chair with one hand and placed it beside Tong Yaoyao.

Yun Zuofan raised the corners of his lips to look at Qiu Quan.

"You shooters, don't be a jungler with me Yaoyao, go find support."

Bian Jin also smiled, his eyes were bright, and the little tiger tooth was super cute, and then beckoned to Qiu Quan.

"Come, come, sit next to me! This is my milk for you! Definitely put your white chubby! ”

Qiu Quan glanced at Bian Jin, then looked down at Tong Yaoyao.

Tong Yaoyao lowered her head to adjust the inscription, not noticing Qiu Quan's gaze at all.

Qiu Quan pursed his lips, carried a chair to Bian Jin's side, and continued to exude the aura of "Don't be beaten by Lao Tzu".

The orphan shooter lives up to its name.

Bian Jin made a small bench to be about the same height as Tong Yaoyao sitting on a chair, and he skillfully leaned towards Yaoyao's side and was coquettish.

"Little sister, what are you playing jungler this time? I'm following you! ~~”

After practicing for so long, I can finally come in handy and be able to protect the little sister!

Let the young lady know that he is a useful assistant——!

"Bian Jin, don't follow me, I choose Li Bai, you can't keep up with your short legs, you go to protect the middle single, explore your vision, and assist the shooter."

Tong Yaoyao replied mercilessly.

The smile on Bian Jin's face was aggrieved for a moment, and he pouted.

"The shooter doesn't need my help."

Qiu Quan's chair was still some distance from Bian Jin, the hair on his forehead hung down when he lowered his head, his side face was handsome and beautiful, and his ice-blue eyes were impatient-

continues to exude the atmosphere of "don't suffer Lao Tzu".

Lao Tzu orphan.

Don't suffer Lao Tzu.

Yun Zuofan covered his face and couldn't help laughing beside him, looking down at Tong Yaoyao's little jiojio dangling in front of the chair, and then listening to Yaoyao say that Cai Wenji had short legs.

You taste.

You savor it.

Little short legs say little short legs?!

Lu Zhanye came down from the upstairs and saw the four people below sitting in a row, Yun Zuofan covered his face and looked at Tong Yaoyao and smiled, Bian Jin pestered Tong Yaoyao to be coquettish, and Qiu Quan looked cold.

And Tong Yaoyao exudes the aura of being able to carry the whole audience, and has a cute little face, shaking jiojio.

"Ugh."

Daddy couldn't help but shake his head.

The outside said that their team was a male model team, but they didn't know that the whole team was wonderful.

Thinking about it, Lu Zhanye entered the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of milk, covered it with his hand, and waited for it to be warm for Tong Yaoyao to drink.

The milk was very cold, and the little girl had a stomachache after drinking it.

Tong Yaoyao had the inscription here, and she saw a lot of messages sent to her by Zhanzhong.

[I fight the king for the boss]: Boss! Look at me! Look at me!

[I'm the king for the boss]: The boss I'm a diamond!! Am I not particularly good!

[I fight the king for the boss]: The boss praises me, I praise me!!

[I fight the king for the boss]: Boss, you gave me motivation! I wrote essays in praise and gratitude to the boss!

[I'll fight the king for the boss]: I'll send it to you, boss!!

Bian Jin saw that Tong Yaoyao was reading the news, and he also came over, and saw-

[I'm the king for the boss]: Ah boss, you are like a fairy, you have a cluster of cherry lips and two rows of teeth, you have sweet dimples, and you have two eyes and a mouth!

[I'm fighting the king for the boss] Ah, boss! You speak elegantly, you spit fragrantly, you impress me! You will always be my boss!

[I fight the king for the boss]: Boss, you are like an orangutan and like the moon, you are so blind to me!!

Bian Jin couldn't stand it anymore, he pressed the corner of his lips to prevent himself from laughing too loudly, and he said to Tong Yaoyao.

"Little sister, is this person not learning Chinese well......

Then he saw that Tong Yaoyao's expression did not change at all, and opened the battle record of Zhanzhong, and clicked on the battle record of Angela, Zhen Ji, and Wang Zhaojun who played all the way in Zhanzhong, and watched it for a long time.

Then he clicked on the chat interface with a serious expression.

[I love Akira jiojio]: You have a problem with the outfit

Bian Jin rubbed Tong Yaoyao's shoulder and asked.

"Little sister, why don't you laugh? Is he complimenting you or is he telling a joke? ”

Tong Yaoyao typed to teach Zhanzhong to equip, and she didn't raise her head.

"Huh? What to laugh at? The long string of words he typed didn't come out of the outfit, it was useless, so I didn't read it. ”