After the rebirth I married my nemesis

Chapter 1194 Perspective Perspective
"Your wish is to be a coach?" Qianxi asked doubtfully.

"I don't think there's any little boy who doesn't like playing games!" He closed the cupboard and said as he intervened, "But my hand... oh, it's not bad to be a coach and save the country."

"sorry!"

Fu Zhilin bypassed the washing table and brought the warm milk to her, with a slight smile on his face: "It's okay, it's been so many years, I've lost the enthusiasm I had before."

Qianxi took a sip of the warm milk, and said softly, "Did you play king before?"

The thick fan-like eyelashes trembled suddenly, and the drooping blue shadow covered the fleeting panic in the bottom of the eyes, "Mmm."

"Then you should be very good at playing, what is your ID?" she asked.

With Fu Zhilin's understanding of the game and his hand speed, he must have been very good when he played the game, and his ID will definitely be on the ladder leaderboard.

Maybe I knew him back then, and even played games with him.

"I don't remember." Fu Zhilin looked at her with lowered eyes, and smiled calmly: "It's one thing to understand the game, but another thing to actually operate it. Stronger than your consciousness."

Qian Xi drank the milk and didn't speak.

I just played a game together in the afternoon. His hand was injured, but his hand speed was very fast. In professional terms, his hand speed should have reached 180.

If it weren't for the hand injury, his hand speed should be able to soar to more than 200.

In this way, if they are still called mediocre, then they are completely rookies.

It's just that he didn't want to say it, and Qianxi didn't want to dig into the root of the problem and make it difficult for him.

Everyone has their own past and difficulties that they don't want to talk about, and so do I.

Qianxi finished drinking the milk, said "good night" and went back to the room to rest.

Fu Zhilin cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the room.

When passing by Qianxi's guest room, she saw that the light in her room had been turned off, and she presumably fell asleep.

He stood at the door of the room for a long time.

for a long time.

……

The next day, Fu Zhilin got up and went downstairs to meet Qian Xi who had just returned from a run.

She was wearing a white sportswear, and she was sweating profusely, flowing down her fragrant neck, soaking her clothes and giving off a good spring look.

She wiped the sweat off her face with a towel as she walked, and when she saw Fu Zhilin, she greeted him casually: "Morning."

"Morning." Fu Zhilin's throat tightened inexplicably, and his warm eyes fell in front of her.

Seeing such a scene early in the morning, he couldn't help but laugh.

But someone hadn't noticed it yet, walked to the dining table, poured a glass of water and drank it slowly.

When I looked up to drink water, a few drops of water slid along the corners of my lips to the beautifully curved neck, all the way down...

The soaked sweatshirt revealed a white bra, a small waist, short sweatpants just below the buttocks, and long and straight white legs.

Rao Fu Zhilin, who is like a gentleman, can't help but have some ungentleman images in his mind at the moment.

Qianxi put down the cup and looked sideways at him, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhilin came back to his senses, avoided her clear and bright eyes with guilt, coughed twice, walked over pretending to be calm, and handed her the blue notebook in his hand.

"Here are some materials I made last night. You can take a look. It's best to remember."

Qian Xi didn't notice his slightly red ears, and reached out to take the notebook and opened it.

There was a touch of surprise in the black and white eyes, and he looked up at him: "This...you sorted it out last night?"

Fu Zhilin didn't answer directly, but said: "I hope it can help you!"

(End of this chapter)