Hearing Qingliu's helpless affirmation, the world-weary beauty withdrew from the team.

Although Qingliu seems reluctant, he is a person who is famous for his words.

If you say that you will be assisted, you will definitely be assisted.

Misanthropic and contented.

harm, Liu'er was pinched to death by him.

Happy someone, humming a little song and waiting for a new round of matching.

The teammates looked at the misanthropy who was in a good mood, and said a little strangely, "Won't you be happy too early and misanthropy, how can forty people be so easy to match?" ”

The misanthropic sneered, "Everyone plays five games, and I have to be unlucky enough to meet thirty-six in the future." ”

Teammate: "You can meet it, but you can also be an opponent." ”

The smile on the misanthropic face froze.

It makes a lot of sense.

Regrouped out, and the world-weary opened the group to see new teammates for the first time.

There is no clear stream.

They can't see the list of opponents themselves, and they can't see it until they enter the room at the end.

The world-weary narrowed his eyes, and switched the interface to WeChat with some displeasure.

[Come, come, come, this Han Han opened WeChat again. 】

[If the world-weary wakes up and the chat history is seen by us, will he explode on the spot? ] 】

[Hahahaha poor Hanhan, no one told him after the live broadcast for so long. 】

The world-weary is still ignorant, and continues to chat with Qingliu on WeChat.

Poor Liu'er was once again dragged into the water by his criticism.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: ! Not teammates

Clean:...

Kiyoryu: Hmm

A ruthless man, he still speaks so indifferently that he can't see any joy, anger or sorrow.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: You don't need to help me, aren't you happy?

Qingliu: No.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: I don't believe it, to be honest?

Clean:...... A little.

Qingliu stared at the screen quietly, the pale golden sunlight hitting his soft black hair, the edges dyed with a shallow halo.

A little lucky, but also a little lost.

He has a quiet temperament, and his new teammates are unfamiliar people, and they hardly talk much.

It's not world-weary, and it's quite unaccustomed to making noise with Jojo in your ears.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: ???

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: Okay.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: Wait, if I match you and see how I hit you, I'm going to push you to the ground and rub it.

Qingliu was not only not angry, but he couldn't hold back a low laugh.

How did this little brute do that?

It's just that one thing is so fierce, and if he answers with a well, he won't kill Redeye.

The world-weary finished with a menacing voice.

I saw the opponent start to enter the room.

One by one, I looked over.

Until the last one.

It is clearly written, myths, clear streams.

Misanthropy: "......"

What the hell am I ???

Grass.

What the hell is a crow's mouth.

【？？？ Here it is, here comes my favorite part]

[Hahahahaha 】

[Misanthropy? Why don't you talk about misanthropy? 】

[Laugh at me hahahahaha 】

Qingliu clicked on the link sent in, and the five people opposite saw the world-weary and vicious avatar at a glance.

The red-haired little doll tilted her chin up proudly with disdain.

Cute want to make people's hands can't help but reach out and rub their heads.

The corners of Qingliu's lips slowly hooked, thinking of someone's menacing words just now.

Suddenly, it seems that the opponent is more interesting than the teammate.

In the room below, people on both sides were saying hello.

The misanthropy frowned and looked coldly at the lineup opposite.

The two female anchors were still beaten by him.

[Opponent] female anchor 1: Misanthropy? Coincidentally, I met again, and I was still an opponent.

[I] dream flying, world-weary: It seems that this one is going to beat you beyond recognition.

[Opponent] female anchor 1:???

[Opponent] Female anchor 1: If I'm not mistaken, it seems that we won [pitiful] [shivering]

Misanthropy: "......"

Qingliu stared at the screen, with a faint helpless smile on the corner of her lips.

Hanhan.

[I] dream flying, world-weary: That's not important, the important thing is that I beat you.

[Opponent] female anchor 1:???

God, the.

Straight men live up to their reputations?

The female anchor suddenly found that the popularity of her live broadcast room became higher and higher because of this dialogue.

Her original fans who were not very active also began to swipe the screen.

[Hahahaha, our anchor is so pitiful, world-weary of this dead straight man. 】

[The world-weary and ruthless man laughed at me, and I felt sorry for the female anchor. 】

[The world-weary really refreshed my cognition, such a genius of heaven, except for Liu'er's good temper, who can live it. 】

The female anchor watched the drama, and she was so angry that she didn't want to deal with the misanthropy.

Now I can only continue to talk to the misanthropy while the iron is hot.

But she couldn't think of how to say it for a moment to make it less embarrassing.

His eyes moved to his teammate Qingliu.

Misanthropic staring at the dialog box in the room, Qingliu didn't say a word, and he didn't reply to WeChat when he was matched?

The WeChat conversation is still here, and he wants to press Qingliu to the ground and rub it.

That's not going back?

[Opponent] female anchor 1: I didn't expect to match Qingliu again, and Qingliu and misanthropy are still in the same team.

She can only find a topic to increase her popularity, after all, as soon as she speaks, the audience in the ten live broadcast rooms can see it.

Dream flying, misanthropy: Yes, we are a couple.

[Opponent] female anchor 1:???

[Other] Myth, Clear Stream: ?

The corners of his misanthropic mouth hooked up a ruffian's evil smile.

Sitting beside him and witnessing the whole process, Dream Flying teammates called the old rascal.

Blatantly molesting a woman from a good family.

The world-weary stared at them slowly, but fortunately Lao Tzu didn't open the microphone, and the open microphone was heard.

However, his microphone is not open, and his teammate's microphone is on.

Fans are all running several live broadcast rooms at the same time, scurrying back and forth.

It was immediately discovered that this was misanthropic and deliberate.

[We] dream flying, misanthropy: a team.

[I] dream flying, misanthropy: I'm sorry, the input method is a little disobedient.

Fans running around: [Fart! Old rascals. 】

There is no barrage on the world-weary side, he can't see anything, and he is immersed in his own world.

Qingliu looked at his live broadcast room.

【？ My liu'er baby, is this being molested? 】

[The dog is world-weary, and actually teases us Liu'er, this hooligan, ah, ah, Liu'er is mine. 】

[I relied on my kowtow today, it's so good to kowtow woo woo. 】

Qingliu's clear eyes looked at the live broadcast room, pursed his lips lightly and said, "He didn't deliberately adjust the ......, it's a problem with the input method, don't bring rhythm." ”

[What the hell am I??? Baby, be sober. 】

[It's over, Liu'er has fallen, and my husband is finally lying in the arms of other little brothers and crying. 】

[I brushed for an hour, and it's still the same sentence, if this doesn't count as love......]