The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 748
Chu Rong saw that Song Ci was obediently not reaching for his bag, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

Walking out of the apartment, Song Ci and Chu Rong walked towards the elevator side by side.

The coincidental couple outfits, and the side-by-side back view, make the two behind look like nothing in life.

If it wasn't for Chu Rong's craftsmanship, the two of them couldn't help but move to the dormitory that Chu Rong rented for everyone.

The head office of the decisive battle against Yunding is in Yanjing, and the headquarters of the Yun Group is also in Yanjing, so the first official match is undoubtedly in Yanjing.

The scene of the game will be broadcast live through the Yun Group's live channel.

Of course, there are still spectators at the scene.

Because there are spectators, there must not only be a stage for competitions, but also auditoriums.

So, with a wave of his hand, Song Xiao directly rented a large auditorium.

The location of the auditorium is not in the city center.

After all, in a place like the city center where every inch of land is expensive, it is simply a dream to build a large auditorium.

Even if someone can build it, has the ability and money to build it, but considering the benefits and the like, not a fool will give up.

It is precisely because the auditorium is not in the city center, so it is very convenient for the training base to be located on the edge of Song Ci and the others.

Because it only takes twenty minutes to walk.

Therefore, Song Ci and Chu Rong did not take a taxi, but held hands and walked slowly on the street covered with fine snowflakes.

"I said, are you cold?" Song Ci looked sideways at Chu Rong and asked.

Song Banlan and the two were probably afraid that they would be stimulated if they walked behind, so after leaving the apartment, they ran to the front.

"It's not very cold." Chu Rong said honestly.

Speaking of which, he felt that Song Ci might be cold.

After all, he could feel that even though Song Ci's fingers were intertwined with his, Song Ci's hands were always too warm.

"So it's cold?!" Song Ci asked back.

Chu Rong hesitated for half a second, then nodded slightly.

"I just said, how could it not be cold?" Song Ci took Chu Rong's hand and stuffed it directly into the pocket of her woolen coat.

Fortunately, the pockets of the woolen coat are big, otherwise, they would not be able to fit their two hands.

The expression on Chu Rong's face was bewildered.

So after talking for a long time, is this the point?
However, if he had known that Song Ci would do this, Chu Rongbao would have held Song Ci's hand and put it in his woolen coat pocket.

But now that it was in Song Ci's pocket, Chu Rong didn't say anything.

Anyway, it's all pockets, and it doesn't matter if Song Ci's pocket is still his pocket.

"Give me the bag, put your hand in your pocket to cover it." Song Ci continued to speak, and at the same time, stretched out the hand in the other pocket, ready to pick up the bag.

"No, I'll just carry it. I suddenly don't feel cold anymore." How could Chu Rong let Song Ci mention it.

Song Ci, as the crown prince of the Song family, is loved by the whole family of the Song family.

Now, how should I put it, Song Ci, a good cabbage, has been favored by him, so he must treat Song Ci well.

Even though they are all trivial things, Chu Rong is willing to pamper them no matter how big or small they are.

Chu Rong wanted to pamper Song Ci, why didn't Song Ci want to pamper Chu Rong?

After all, you want to straighten someone outright. If you don't favor him, can you feel sorry for Chu Rong if you don't favor him?
"Give it to me." Song Cichao and Chu Rong stretched out his hand, his tone unquestionable.

Chu Rong shook her head firmly, not willing to hand over the bag.

"Give it to me, okay?!" Song Ci's mouth curled up slightly, suddenly acting like a spoiled child.

(End of this chapter)