ZERO LOOKED AT THE MISANTHROPIC WITH DISBELIEF.

My eyes were about to fall off.

After a while, he muttered in surprise, "Sister Da Qiao is really a god, knocking into a pair." ”

He looked at the world-weary, usually unruly young man with an impatient face, and blinked his eyes in a rare and obedient manner.

It looks like I'm in a good mood.

ZERO STILL THINKS THAT THE PERSON WHO BELIEVES IN THE WORLD, THE WORLD-WEAN, HAS NO TRUTH IN HIS MOUTH.

So ZERO turned his gaze to the silent clear stream.

She stood in the breeze, her expression indifferent and gentle.

"Qingliu, you say, you shouldn't really like this stinky boy, right?"

Qingliu's clean and clear eyes moved, and he looked at the little beast carelessly.

For the first time, I could see a little nervousness on his face, the night wind blowing the world-weary red hair, still warm and dazzling in the deep inky night.

Because of the rumors flying all over the Internet, I was afraid that I would be angry, and I ran from my dream to the myth overnight.

Like a child who admits his mistakes, carefully ask himself if he is angry.

Her heart seemed to be softened in an instant.

I heard the misanthropic and coquettish tone again, "Can you not be so fierce and be kind." ”

It seems that the night breeze is too gentle, and it seems to be intoxicated by the soft tone of the little beast.

Qingliu seems to have an unbelievable illusion, and the world-weary may have a little bit of a liking for himself...... bar.

The palm of his hand pulled the little beast closer to his arms uncontrollably.

"So?"

Is it enough?

Raising his eyes with misanthropy, the young man's narrow eyes were half-covered by messy red hair, and the beautiful colors in his eyes flashed under his eyes.

"Anything else?"

The four eyes are facing each other, and the slightly sluggish self reflected in the bottom of the eyes.

It seems that the confession without words is logically together.

Qingliu lowered his eyes, and the corners of his cold lips gently touched the little beast's hair.

Quietly looking at the flamboyant and uninhibited teenager.

Until I saw a soft smile on my misanthropic face.

"Can you be bolder? Hook's Lao Tzu is itching. ”

A string hanging from the tip of a knife in the heart.

Finally rescued.

Get sheltered and step into the safe zone.

There was a world-weary and somewhat unhappy voice in his ears, and the memories came to an abrupt end.

"Grass, don't be in a daze, it makes Lao Tzu panic."

Qingliu came back to his senses and saw the little beast nervously pinching the corners of his clothes.

Waiting for him to answer ZERO's question.

ZERO WAS ALREADY MESSY IN THE WIND, "King Kong, you've changed." ”

Who is this shy young man, or is it the little King Kong who is shocked?

ZERO SAID TO QINGLIU WITH A BIG BROTHER'S FACE, "LIU'ER, IF YOU ARE KIDNAPPED BY THIS WORLD-WEARY FOOL, TELL YOUR BROTHER, AND YOUR BROTHER WILL CALL THE SHOTS!" ”

Misanthropy: "......"

The world-weary foot has kicked uncontrollably on the door of the car ZERO.

"You can't speak."

ZERO'S CAR WAS KICKED AND THERE WAS A MUFFLED THUD THAT MADE HIM WANT TO JUMP OUT OF THE CAR.

"Nima. I have a new car, you kick it again, I will send you to meet my old car that passed away, believe it or not! ”

The world-weary snorted coldly with disdain, "Arrogant, right? Liu'er immediately bought your broken car and kicked it for me, believe it or not?! ”

ZERO：“…………”

Qingliu lightly glanced at the world's misanthropy, and then calmly spoke: "I have no money." ”

ZERO: "Poof. ”

World-weariness:???

The red-haired boy immediately jumped to his feet angrily.

Qingliu directly reached out and pressed his shoulders and forcibly pressed him in his arms.

COLDLY SAID TO ZERO, "PARKING IS NOT ALLOWED HERE, THERE IS MONITORING OVERHEAD, IT'S BETTER NOT TO STAY LONGER." ”

ZERO SLAPPED HIS HEAD AND REACTED, "OH YES, MY SWEETNESS IS STILL WAITING FOR ME, I'LL WITHDRAW FIRST." ”

The world-weary stubbornly stretched out a head.

Howling, "Withdraw what, come and fight with Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds." ”

Qingliu lowered his eyes, "Shut up, make a fuss." ”

Misanthropy: "? ”

Do you dare to be fierce???

The little beast was angry, and the red hair on the top of his head exploded.

Qingliu stretched out her hand and pressed it on the top of his head.

Qingliu quietly removed his gaze from his face, nodded lightly at ZERO, and a slight smile appeared on the corners of her thin crimson lips.

said in a soft voice, "By the way, I haven't answered you yet." ”

In the eyes of ZERO and the misanthropic are a little puzzled.

Qingliu lowered his eyes and looked at the little beast, "I have taken a fancy to it." ”

The sound of the engine sounded in my ears, and I felt that the sound of the engine was not as strong as the heartbeat.

The shock in my heart is one after another.

It's like smashing your chest, and you want to jump out to prove how excited it is.

Qingliu said lightly, "Let's go, I'll send you back to the base." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he saw the tips of Qingliu's red ears, he would have really believed that Qingliu could always be so calm.

The misanthropy kicked the pebble at his feet, "Didn't you say, go to dinner?" ”

Qingliu was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly, "Then let's go, go eat." ”

The misanthropy suddenly bent down and laughed, in Qingliu's blank and ignorant gaze.

The misanthropy blinked, reaching out and gently pinching the delicate chin.

"What are you obsessed with? Who told you that you were going to dinner. ”

Qingliu: "......"

Grass.

This little brute.

·

The playoffs kicked off, and the upper bracket began to play in pairs.

The first in the west is the first in the east.

The myth of the first in the east is the second in the west.

The dream of the world-weary is the first in the west.

In the first game of the playoffs, the two pairs failed to play each other.

Since there are two girls who are cp fans, SIS got it from ZERO's mouth as soon as possible.

Qiao Weitang immediately rushed over to interview the world's misanthropy.

"Isn't it nice to not play the first game of the playoffs?"

Just now, it hit the playoffs, and the two clubs in China that are incompatible are myths and dreams.

The relationship between the two pairs has been fighting for several years, and the support color of the team uniform is still light blue and red, water and fire are incompatible, not to mention the thick smell of gunsmoke when they collide face-to-face.

Misanthropy: That's called red and blue CP since ancient times, you know a fart.

The world-weary snorted coldly at Qiao Weitang, "Look down on me King Kong? I'm glad that a hammer is a hammer, and I don't want to think that I can be my opponent when I hand it over. ”

Qiao Weitang beckoned behind him, "Hi ~ Qingliu ~"

The misanthropy was almost sent away by this sound.

Hurriedly looked back and found that there was no one behind him.

"Grass."

He pondered that the myth is so dog, tying up the players to train to the death every day, and today the myth is not competing, how can such a precious time run over to watch the game.

Qiao Weitang succeeded, "Look at this coward." ”

Several of the perverts at SIS burst into laughter.

The misanthropic sneered at them, "And this kung fu to mock me, a group of brothers of the losers." ”

Jiang Tong couldn't help but want to slap him, "Look at this little mouth, it's like smeared with honey." ”

Misanthropy: "Work hard to advance to the lower bracket, little ones, brother is waiting for you in the finals." ”

The staff looked at the members of SIS with a shudder, and hurriedly reminded, "No, you can't do it." ”

Jiang Tong stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the world-weary neck, and his smile was soft, "How can you do it?" All good brothers. ”