The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 46 Yellow dress, fluffy hair

As a dwarf who is 1.5 meters tall but has a heart like a royal sister, what Lang Qiao hates the most is when others randomly pat her on the head and call her a child casually.

But Ji Shaoyi not only stepped on the thunder without knowing it, but felt that there was a different kind of cuteness in using the name "children" on the irritable brother Lang, and he shouted more cheerfully for a while.

[Misunderstanding: Children, children, children~]

【Steel Concrete: ...】

Whatever, her heart is dead anyway.

After the two sides were silent for a while, Ji Shaoyi said something for no reason.

[Lack of heart and eyes: Brother Lang? 】

[Steel Concrete: Hmm. 】

[Mischievous eyes: Let's just laugh away our grievances, right? 】

[Mischievous Eyes: What happened before... I'm sorry. 】

To be honest, Lang Qiao knew every word on the screen, but she couldn't understand the combination.

Why do you have to laugh away your grievances?Did the two of them have a feud before?
As a person who has been stealing clothes and stealing cars in the game all year round, she has been hunted down not once or twice.

Who cares?

On the contrary, he was self-deprecating and apologetic... which made her feel quite guilty all of a sudden.

Lang Qiao stared at the chat record for a long time, and for the sake of the phrase "Smile and Enmity", she silently moved the mouse, found the friend search bar, typed in "Your Ji Shao is a talented person", and sent it after the search was successful. Friend requests.

The moment Ji Shaoyi received the friend application, he was so moved that he almost cried.

He knows it!Although Brother Lang looked a little cold on the surface, spoke a little harshly, and was a little unreasonable, but he still has him in his heart!
As if afraid of her repentance, Ji Shaoyi only took 0.01 second to press agree, and then ran to QQ to send a message to thank the Lord Long En, crying bitterly.

[Lack of heart and eyes:! ! ! 】

[Lack of heart and eyes: Brother Lang! ! ! 】

[Mischievous Eyes: From the moment you send a friend request, I am yours! ! ! 】

And Lang Qiao: "???" I suspect that you are greedy for my billions of dollars, and this QQ message of forced buying and selling is the proof.

[Steel Concrete: Duck doesn't have to. 】

After thinking about it, she felt that taking the initiative to add friends was not her big brother's demeanor, so she added something silently.

[Steel Concrete: It's just a momentary hand slippage, don't worry about it. 】

Ji Shao let out a cold snort, his mind was full of: Tsundere little thing.

With a swipe of his finger, he sent her a Kumamon expression pack.

[Mischievous eyes: You obviously like me, but you keep it in your heart and don't say it.jpg]

Then with a flick of his finger, he invited Lang Qiao to a double row.

Lang Qiao was warming his ears to that emoji when he heard a 'ding'.

She looked up, and saw a team invitation pop up on the screen.

[You are a talented person, Ji Shao invites you to join the team]

Lang Qiao thought back about his blinding flirtatious fan, and the humming sound of that person who can be poisoned for hundreds of miles and will live on hearing aids for the rest of his life, and felt that it would be better to tell him clearly first. .

So she clicked reject without hesitation, and then sent him a message.

[Steel Concrete: If you want to double row with me, you can, there are two conditions. 】

[Lack of heart and eyes:? ? ? 】

[Steel Congealer: First, replace your hot-eyed show fan. 】

[Mischievous eyes: Hey, hey, people like flirting fans~]

Lang Qiao's eyes were blackened by his yelling, and he almost couldn't hold back the play button in his mind.

[Steel Congealer: Second, don't chatter. 】

Ji Shaoyi typed '嘿' subconsciously at first, but silently deleted it after seeing the message.

After a few blows, he shut himself up.

Life is incomplete without babble!

[Misunderstanding: Why?Isn't she sweet, soft girl? 】

Lang Qiao smiled coldly, and gave him a shocking answer.

[Steel Concrete: There is no masculine fragrance. 】

Ji Shaoyi: "!!!" I understand!

Some straight girls are weak on the surface, but secretly like such wild ones!

Since she has such a special taste, don't blame him for being cruel!

[Misunderstanding: Okay, brother Lang, wait a moment! 】

Lang Qiao waited for a full 10 minutes.

Ten minutes later, there was a 'ding', and Ji Shaoyi's invitation to form a team came again.

The moment Lang Qiao clicked in, he was blinded again.

It took Ji Shaoyi 10 minutes to turn his fair and soft girl into a black-skinned Aunt Ximen with an explosive hair. The clothes on her body were still very dark and pale yellow.

In an instant, Lang Qiao's mind flashed a poem recited by Gu Congxin that she played outside her ear every day: long light yellow dress, fluffy hair...

The corner of Lei De's mouth twitched, she turned on the mic and asked him dumbfoundingly, "What the hell are you looking like?"

The next second, a rough male voice came out of her earphones: "Hello, I'm Li Yunlong!"

Lang Qiao was so frightened that he almost left the room on the spot.

And Ji Li Yunlong Shaoyi seemed afraid that she would be scared away, so he didn't even give her a chance to repent, and started the match directly.

After entering the quality square, this idiot tilted his head at her, and smiled like an idiot: "Hey, hey, sister Xiuqin?"

Lang Qiao: "..." Who is this idiot?
She decisively manipulated her hunk to turn around and leave, pretending that she didn't know this idiot.

And this idiot not only didn't have the slightest compulsion in his heart, but also followed him all the way like a fanatical illegitimate meal, and kept playing the rough voice pack: "Sister Xiuqin smashed it?"

"Who is our old Li? We were in ten miles and eight towns back then, and he was a famous young man!"

"To be honest, I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you. I know that you are in good condition. You are beautiful and educated. As for me, I am a rough person. It is a bit suitable for you. That's it..."

Listening to his provocative BGM and rough voice pack, Lang Qiao couldn't hold back for a moment, and interrupted his rant: "Shut up."

But Ji Shaoyi not only didn't shut up, but even more cheerfully: "Zhang Dabiao, you're capable, right? Do you still want to be a battalion commander?"

Lang Qiao's face was numb from his yelling. At this moment, she began to miss that soft and cute him.

Once there was a soft and cute Ji Shaoyi in front of her, she didn't cherish it, and she didn't regret it until he became a hunk.

macho tears.jpg
Lang Qiao was annoyed by his pursuit, so he punched him backhanded.

Ji Shaoyi ran away with his head in his arms, while begging frantically for mercy by playing the voice packet: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, brother, I will pay you for it."

Since he was using all the mics, the passers-by on the quality square were all amused by him, and they also turned on the mics and said, "Where is your Italian cannon, Commander? Can you pull it out and show me?"

(End of this chapter)