The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 227 Looks like our captain is tired
The accompanying picture is a picture of the two of them visiting the supermarket last night.

Bu Yao couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he saw this horrifying title, and complained: "Can the meme of picking up waste be passed? You can't change the title to Shock! Hero has become prettier after not seeing him for a long time?"

"I don't know if you've become prettier, but it's true that you've become thick-skinned again." He Xiaopang rubbed his temples with a headache, and muttered to the two of them: "You two feel uncomfortable all day if you don't do anything, or what? Do you think you can't enjoy the huge hotel room? Do you want me to book a presidential suite for you?"

"Don't get involved with me, I just bought a pack of cotton swabs." Bu Yao resolutely disregarded the relationship.

Then she heard someone's lazy voice: "Don't get involved with me, I just bought a snack for my husband."

"You really have the face to say it." Bu Yao glared at him and kicked him along the table leg.

In the next second, her leg was caught by him, Lu Yan stared at her with burning eyes, and a lazy smile appeared on his lips, "What's the matter, I don't know what the fuck is going on with me so early in the morning Am I tired?"

Since he had just woken up, there was a hint of nasality in his cold voice, matched with his lazy tone, it was indescribably alluring.

"Hurry up and get married, I beg you, produce and sell your own products to eliminate harm for the people." He Xiaopang couldn't stand it anymore, he put his hands together and bowed to them, and then decisively moved his dog bowl seat.

Then there was a whistle from the door of the restaurant, and Jiang Jiang was carried in by Laifu with his little curly hair, and when he passed by Bu Yao, he bumped her shoulder and said with a smile: "Yes." Brother Bu, have you started a new round of human flesh blogging early in the morning?"

"Excuse me?" Bu Yao couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you sure you see clearly, brother, is this guy tripping my leg now?"

Silently watched the whole explosion: "Look, our captain is tired, and he has eaten less food."

Bu Yao: "He's so tired, obviously he's full of snacks."

"Don't talk about it, the presidential suite has been arranged." He Xiaopang wiped his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to make trouble again, I will lock you both in together."

"I still have a question." Lu Yan raised his hand obediently, like an older mentally handicapped child.

"Ask." He Xiaopang waved his hand.

Lu Yan: "How big of a deal do you have to do to be locked up?"

He Xiaopang: "..."

Bu Yao: "..."

Laifu also weakly raised his hand, "Ask the same question."

"Shut up, the presidential suite has been cancelled." He Xiaopang took a deep breath, feeling his liver ache from anger.

"Oh..." Lu Yan clicked his lips, and put down his hands listlessly, with regret on his face.

Bu Yao also heaved a sigh of relief, the presidential suite or something, it's so shameful to think about it, okay?

She even wanted to ask what kind of way He Xiaopang is, and why he knows so many tricks of shame!

After the regret was over, Lu Yan glanced at the obviously relieved person in front of him, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and smiled wickedly: "Good boy, don't be too sorry, at worst, we can do it ourselves."

"???" Bu Yao was stunned by the hand that was chopping the rice, and looked at him in shock: "Excuse me? Do I know you very well, brother? So familiar that you can open the presidential suite and cover the quilt just for chatting gone?"

Lu Yan: "Hey, open it twice and you'll be ready."

? ? ?Do you want to drive two more times?

(End of this chapter)