The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 773 There Are Three Boxes of Coach Photos (Extra 40)

After finishing the meal, Shen Bai invited Cheng Yiqing to dance.

Cheng Yiqing looked at Shen Bai's outstretched hand, his eyes bent into crescents.

After putting his hand on it, Shen Bai's hand pulled Cheng Yiqing hard, and Cheng Yiqing was embraced in his arms instantly.

The song keeps looping, and the female voice sings softly, "loveing ​​strange"

The dim light shines on Shen Bai's face, the thin lips are slightly red, close at hand.

"Aren't you dancing?" Cheng Yiqing pressed against Shen Bai's chest, and the sound of the beating chest was heard in his ears.

"Yes." Shen Bai buried his head in Cheng Yiqing's ear with a deep and magnetic voice.

Let go of the hand holding Cheng Yiqing's slender waist, Cheng Yiqing stood up after feeling it, and looked at Shen Bai with his eyes.

"It's started." Shen Bai looked at Cheng Yiqing affectionately and reminded.

"Boss Shen, please enlighten me." Cheng Yiqing nodded, with his left hand resting on Shen Bai's shoulder, a little seductive ambiguity appeared in his eyes.

Accompanied by the music, the dance steps were stepped little by little, the two cooperated tacitly, and Shen Bai also behaved softly.

Thinking of the last dancing experience, Cheng Yiqing couldn't help but asked halfway, "Boss Shen, you are so good at dancing, why did you step on my feet last time?"

"Because I want to step on it." Quickly, Shen Bai looked into Cheng Yiqing's eyes and replied without any desire to survive.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pain in Shen Bai's feet. Looking at the vindictive look in the eyes of the woman in front of him, Shen Bai endured the pain, and pressed Cheng Yiqing into his arms again, threatening, "Cheng Yiqing, you give me peace." point."

"Safety? That's fine. I'll be safe if you write a thousand-word review." Cheng Yiqing shook his head from side to side, talking about the conditions.

In a few days, a batch of couriers arrived at the base.

This has nothing to say to Follow, a team that has been fed by fans all year round.

However, when this batch of express delivery was disassembled, it was a collection of various high-definition photos of the Follow team over the years.

A full ten boxes.

The thick stack inside shocked everyone.

After Qi Hei and others moved the boxes one by one to the second floor, Feng Xiaobao looked at the photo on the ground and touched his chin, "My God. This is how much we love our team, so we can follow so many games. And , Look at the angles of these photos, are they close up?"

"Who are the fans in the front row? It's the front row every time. It can't be the staff, right? The team assistants?" Ye San also formed a circle with the others and looked at the things underground and guessed.

"No way. I think the sender is anonymous. And it was sent back from abroad." Feng Jiu bent down to look carefully at the list on the courier, turned his head and said when he saw the Danish column.

Qiping, who came out of the shower on the third floor, leaned against the railing with milk tea, looked down at a group of people discussing something in a circle, and shouted, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Feng Jiu immediately raised his head and looked towards Qiping, "Coach, a fan sent us a bunch of developed photos. How do we deal with them?"

Qiping frowned when he heard this, took a sip of milk tea and said slowly, "Didn't each of you take a fancy to something like a photo and take it back to your room?"

"But, coach, here are ten boxes. And, it seems that there are three boxes of your photos." Feng Jiu carefully counted the number on the ground, and then raised his voice after he was sure.

"My photos? A box? Who is secretly in love with me?" Qiping blurted out after drinking milk tea and coughing a few times when he heard this.

"I don't know, maybe it's the coach's foreign fans. By the way, foreigners are really rich." Quickly, Ye San on the side turned his head back and muttered again.

　Four watch

　　
　
(End of this chapter)