CHAPTER 825: WELCOME BILLOW HOME
The staff was very uneasy about Jiang Tong, a player who had just finished his ban.
The eyes and nose and nose and the heart seem to be indifferent, but they are staring at him all the time.
As a result, I didn't expect that the person who wanted to do it was misanthropic.
Several staff members were already walking towards them.
The misanthropy looked down at the phone.
Sticking out his tongue and licking the corners of his lips, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.
I let go of the hand that grabbed the collar of ZERO.
MISANTHROPIC PATTED ZERO'S COLLAR AND GRINNED AT THE STAFF, "JUST KIDDING, DON'T BE NERVOUS." ”
Staff member:???
Is the joke like this? Lao Tzu is about to be scared out of your heart disease.
The misanthropy let go of ZERO and replied to the message with his phone.
Flower Thief ZERO: Well, cute.
Kiyoryu: I saved it.
The world-weary smile froze: "......"
Flower Thief ZERO: No, that's not necessary.
Qingliu: By the way, remember to delete the chat history, don't be seen by the world's misanthropic eyes, if he knows, he will definitely blow up.
The misanthropic stared at the screen, and suddenly felt as if his heart was wrapped in a soft hand, and suddenly became soft.
No wonder it's called Qingliu, it's so gentle to the bones.
Flower Thief ZERO: Okay.
"Well, don't use my phone to break it up." ZERO is afraid that the world-weary will make some small moves on his mobile phone.
With a faint smile on her lips, she tapped twice on her phone and reached out to toss it to ZERO.
ZERO scrambled to catch his phone.
"Damn, where are you throwing the ball?"
The misanthropy sneered, "Ang, hydrangea, threw it to you, marry me?" ”
ZERO:“…… Roll on. ”
The disgust on his face is for fear that he will not be able to see the world.
The world-weary not only did not get angry, but squinted at him in a good mood, and finally walked away with his little hands easily.
ZERO HURRIEDLY LOOKED AT HIS PHONE.
See the chat history of the misanthropy and Qingliu.
Hey, sullen.
Then I looked at his chats with other people.
Nothing.
ZERO FROWNED, AND HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WAS DOING AGAIN.
His eyes were suddenly stunned and fell on the alliance officials.
Mythology, Clear Stream: Is ZERO Wrong?
LJ, Yunfei: hahahaha, is ZERO so fierce?
SIS, Langlang: Oh, I'm dripping mom.
Mythology, Coaching: ???
Dreams flying, misanthropy: @神话, clear stream, closed eyes,
Qingliu saw that he was being Aite in the official group, clicked in and took a look, and couldn't help but let out a smile.
It's only two words, though.
It was as if I heard the little beast lazily and openly whispering in his ear.
Qingliu smiled and lowered his eyes.
When I looked up again, I found that the coaches and players in the training room were staring at me intently.
“……”
In the group.
SIS、ZERO:?
Dream Feiyang, Coach: Yo, the deity is out?
LJ, Yunfei: ZERO has been a bit wild lately, and he dares to post anything to the group.
SIS、ZERO:??? I don't understand what you're talking about, what I'm posting.
ZERO SUDDENLY REACTED, IT MUST BE THE WORLD-WEARY BEAST WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
also directly clicked to delete, and he didn't even have a chance to withdraw.
Sure enough, it's vicious.
Langlang had already intimately stretched out his phone to show him.
ZERO looked at the huge selfie in the group, and he was naked.
My eyes were a little dark for a while.
This...... It was a photo taken by him who deliberately scratched his head and posed in order to seduce the little girl.
King Kong's grandson actually sent it directly to the group!
Alliance Administrator: In order to ensure a harmonious and friendly green environment for everyone, don't post such photos in the future.
ZERO:??
Green environment?
What's wrong with his picture?
yellow?
Smoke rises from the top of ZERO's head.
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[There are three minutes left in the countdown, 180 seconds, ahhhhhh 】
[My youth is back. 】
[My husband is coming out, ahhhhhh 】
[I knew that SIS would be killed from the lower bracket.] 】
When the contestants entered, the red and blue lights on the stage flashed intersecting, which was dazzling.
The slender figures of the teenagers walked out from the side of the stage one by one.
The last one is Jiang Yun.
Long legs stepped onto the stage, the blue light hit his face, cold white skin, delicate and beautiful eyebrows, appeared in everyone's sight.
Although the boy has experienced the ups and downs of life, it seems that there has been no major change, and he is still the boy with a beautiful face and alienation.
Only the fans in the front row seem to find that the teenager they are chasing has changed.
The pupils are dark, and there is more depth between the eyebrows, as well as uninhibited ambition.
Fans in the front row held up the SIS gold signs, pulled their throats, and their cheeks flushed.
"WELCOME BILLOW HOME."
It was so loud that her voice could be heard throughout the room without a microphone.
Use your strength.
The fans in the audience seemed to be encouraged, and began to shout one after another.
"WELCOME BILLOW HOME."
"WELCOME BILLOW HOME."
"WELCOME BILLOW HOME."
They may all owe him a sorry word, and can only turn into the warmest expectations and blessings on the field.
The voices of the fans resounded throughout the stadium.
The live barrage immediately followed by the official website was also full of this sentence.
【Welcome BILLOW Home】
A slender and beautiful young man, wearing a well-tailored team uniform, walked with long legs, and walked gracefully and slowly across the stage.
The fine black hair was placed on their foreheads, leaving them with a delicate and beautiful face.
He raised his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes curled like butterfly wings.
The thin crimson lips gently pursed a smile, and the dimples on the cheeks were faintly visible.
Qiao Weitang watched him stay on the stage alone, his heart beating slightly faster.
She could feel that her dog really liked the arena.
was forced to ban, and he was really sad.
He seems to be unconcerned about a month of endurance, but in fact, the intensity of training has been more important than them.
She woke up several times in the middle of the night and could see the phone screen still lit up at the head of the bed.
She said, "It's not good for your eyes, so turn on the light." ”
"You're going to be uncomfortable sleeping."
"Then you change rooms."
Jiang Tong lowered his eyes and kissed the corners of her eyes, "Don't, I don't want to leave you." ”
Before she played, she would always jokingly say, "It's time to envy my wife's career again." ”
Qiao Weitang would always breathe and stagnate, she didn't know what to say, and rubbed his little head silently.
It will be fine, and it will be fine in the future.
The figure of the boy stopped in the middle of the stage.
The brilliant red and blue lights still intertwined in the air, and the ends of his dark hair were dyed with a quiet blue, and the crimson light shone on the ends of his beautiful eyes.
The gymnasium fell silent in his silence, and they looked at the young man on the stage, only to think that he was arrogant and depressed.
The boy suddenly raised his hand, his knuckles slender and white, his middle finger and index finger together, and stopped at the temple in the intertwined glare.
Lift it up gently.
The gymnasium erupted in roaring screams.
He had a hoarse smile in his voice.
"Thank you."