The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 549

For the next time, Song Ci didn't dare to chat with Chu Rong anymore.

Who knows what other, more embarrassing situations have arisen.

But if you don't chat, it's too boring.

Therefore, Song Ci made an unreasonable request.

"It's so boring, tell me a story." In the darkness, the corners of Song Ci's mouth slightly curled up.

"Okay." Chu Rong immediately agreed.

Song Ci was a little surprised.

She didn't expect Chu Rong to agree so easily.

Song Ci still thought that if Chu Rong didn't agree, she would demand Chu Rong with the condition Chu Rong gave her.

It's just that she didn't expect Chu Rong to agree so much.

Although surprised, but since Chu Rong agreed, there is no need for her to say anything.

Calm down and wait for Chu Rong to speak.

In fact, Song Ci not only likes cartoons in this world very much, but also likes novels and animations.

However, there are too many characters in the novel, and it is too troublesome to turn pages.

The same goes for anime.

Therefore, cartoons that only need to be played once have become Song Ci's favorite.

I have to say that when Song Ci is willing, she can be very patient, and when she is not willing, it is annoying to turn a page.

"What do you want to hear? Grimm's Fairy Tales, Cinderella?" Chu Rong asked.

In other words, he didn't know any of this.

He couldn't tell a story or something.

However, he can go to a certain degree.

Well, didn’t you say a word, Baidu, you will know it!
"It's all right." Song Ci didn't choose, anyway, it was Chu Rong who told the story, not her.

Chu Rong thought for a while, and said, "Then let me tell you about the Swordsman."

"Okay." Song Ci agreed.

"The gentle breeze smokes the willows, the fragrance of the flowers is intoxicating, it is the season of spring in the southern country.

Ximen Street, Fuzhou Prefecture, Fujian Province..." Chu Rong's cold voice sounded, and he began to narrate.

Song Ci listened quietly, and a story slowly unfolded in the young man's cold voice.

Listening to the story, Song Ci breathed more and more evenly, and the voice he heard in his ears became more and more blurred until it disappeared.

"Song Ci?" Chu Rong called out in a low voice.

No response.

"Asleep?" Chu Rong's voice became louder.

Still no response.

Chu Rong confirmed that Song Ci was asleep.

Seeing Song Ci fell asleep, Chu Rong sighed softly.

Get up from the bed and sit on the bed.

With the light of the street lamp outside the window, Chu Rong looked at Song Ci who was sleeping soundly.

The mood is complicated.

To what extent is it complicated, that is, the kind where he becomes a little milk dog raised by others.

There is nothing to love.

At this moment, Chu Rong felt that if he was really a girl, could Song Ci give him a title or something.

But alas, he is not.

So, as a boy, should he have the cheek to ask for a name?
Chu Rong suddenly felt that it was necessary!

After thinking about this, Chu Rong felt that his mood immediately became better.

So go to sleep.

Well, before going to bed, Song Ci should be kissed good night.

Chu Rong bent down, hesitated for a long time, and gently kissed Song Ci's fair forehead.

After giving Song Ci a goodnight kiss, Chu Rong became happy.

Lying back on the bed, Chu Rong closed her eyes, ready to seriously sleep.

Then, two seconds later, Chu Rong's eyes opened again.

sigh.

Then he took someone's hand off his neck and put it under the quilt.

At this moment, Chu Rong was a little suspicious, whether Song Ci was really asleep or not.

Because this hand was too accurate, it just hit the neck.

(End of this chapter)