The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 493 Psychological Counseling
"When I came back, I passed by a handicraft store and saw this. Then I thought of the rabbit you gave me before, so I bought it. Although it's not worth the money, I think it's very beautiful. Look at you."

Before he finished speaking, the next words were blocked in his mouth.

Shen Bai leaned over to exhale, put his hands on his face, intoxicated by it.

The two stood one tall and the other short on the streets of Berlin, Germany. A gust of wind blew by, and the golden leaves on one side circled and criss-crossed around the two of them.

The people who came out of the dining hall couldn't help covering their mouths when they saw this scene, and whispered.

Then Qiping took the lead in applauding, and the sound of "pa pa pa pa" made the people on the side also "pa pa pa pa".

"I thought I escaped the fate of being shown tonight." Feng Xiaobao was stunned and murmured.

Feng Jiu's hand holding the chicken feet trembled, and he felt that the chicken feet in his hand suddenly became stale.

"Sister-in-law! Boss! Look this way!" Suddenly, Ye San's voice lit up in the air.

Then Cheng Yiqing and Shen Bai turned their gazes to that side.

"Crack!" One, Ye San held up his mobile phone to capture this scene.

——At eight o'clock in the evening, the counseling room.

Su Yicheng sat on the sofa in the room, making tea very calmly.

The two cups of hot tea on the black table exude a fragrance that floats in the air and makes people feel comfortable.

"Thump, thump, thump." There was a knock on the door.

Su Yicheng raised his head and raised his voice, "Please come in."

The doorknob was turned, and then Feng Jiu's head came in, "Captain Su."

"Sit." Su Yicheng smiled, raised his finger and pointed to the sofa next to him.

Feng Jiu quickly picked up his pace when he heard the words, and sat down a little embarrassedly.

"Drink some hot tea first, the best Longjing tea." Su Yicheng bent down and gently pushed the teacup over.

"Thank you Team Su." Feng Jiu nodded, raised his teacup with both hands and took a sip.

Tea Fragrance meditated, and after blinking a few times, Feng Jiu finally raised his head and spoke to Su Yicheng.

To put it simply, it is a psychological problem in the personal competition of sealing wine.

I am timid and need encouragement.

About three and ten minutes later—

Feng Jiu thanked Su Yicheng very gratefully, and then went out.

As soon as he opened the door, he turned his head and saw Qiping leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette.

"Coach?" Feng Jiu was a little surprised to see the person coming.

"En. Are you in a better mood now?" Qiping held the cigarette between his fingers, and the sparks fell down.

"It's much better. Is the coach looking for Team Su? Do you need me to call him for you?" Feng Jiu blinked and asked.

Qi Ping paused, looked up and glanced at the door, and said lightly, "No need. You go back and rest early."

"Okay. The coach also goes to bed early." Feng Jiu nodded, and then left with cheerful steps.

Feng Jiu left, and he was the only one left in the corridor at the moment.After withdrawing his gaze and taking a sharp puff of his cigarette, Kaihei exhaled smoke rings and turned his gaze to the ceiling again.

At the same time, Su Yicheng swipe the phone screen in the room, open the private encrypted photo album, and swipe left with Qiping's photos one by one.

There are high school graduates, college graduates, him and his previous girlfriends. There are also many backs of Qiping.

He seemed to be used to walking beside and behind him all the time.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Su Yicheng choked up for a moment, then put the phone's screen off, and shouted towards the door, "Please come in."

The door was opened again, and Qiping walked in, holding a cigarette.

Su Yicheng's eyebrows were raised slightly, his mouth was slightly opened, and surprise flashed across his eyes.

Before he could speak, Qiping closed the door with his backhand, glanced at Su Yicheng, went to the trash can on the side, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it in.

(End of this chapter)