He was taken away by the national costume boss again

Chapter 87 Sour into a Lemon
Jiang Wan felt sour: I told myself that I would not play games at night, but turned around and drove five rows with others...

Am I unworthy?
huh...

Jiang Wan is too sour, he feels that he is already a lemon with capital letters.

However, he was also afraid that some wild men outside would have ill intentions on his little apprentice, and his sense of crisis made him watch the battle uncontrollably.

This one is Xia Tianxi's Yaomei.

From the beginning of the game, he followed Baili Xuance called [a small biscuit].

In order to keep up with the normal progress of the game as soon as possible, Jiang Wan directly turned on the double speed and accelerated to the normal time point.

I happened to see the scene of 'Yaomei died, Baili Xuance crossed half of the map to pick her up in front of the crystal'.

The river and Anhui became more sour, and the big vinegar vat gurgled sour water.

He thought to himself: Where did this wild man come from?How can you be more flirtatious than me?
The alarm in Jiang Wan's mind sounded instantly.

The game continues.

So Jiang Wan saw this Baili Xuance's trick in the game to give Yaomei a head and a buff.

"Nothing to be diligent about, either a traitor or a thief!"

"It's not a good thing at first sight!"

Jiang Wan had a heart-to-heart discussion.

He felt uncomfortable watching it, but he couldn't bear to turn it off to watch the game, so he almost masochistically watched the entire game.

In the end, Yaomei won the MVP of the game with a record of 6-2-17.

Jiang Wan watched the whole battle, so he naturally knew how Xia Tianxi's MVP came about.

Men know men best.

Jiang Wan swears to God, this little biscuit has absolutely no good intentions!
After watching the battle, Jiang Wan immediately switched back to the hall. He wanted to invite Xia Tianxi, but found that her profile picture had turned gray.

He was a little disappointed, but he also understood, after all, it was so late, and it was time to rest.

Girls staying up late is bad for their health.

Jiang Wan switched back to WeChat and said to the little apprentice: "Good night."

A few seconds after the message was sent, Xia Tianxi replied.

"Master, are you still asleep?"

Jiang Wan hurriedly replied: "Not yet."

Xia Tianxi lay down and won all night, she was excited at this moment, and couldn't help sharing her joy with Jiang Wan.

"Master, master, I'm on gold!"

She switched back to the game and took a screenshot of the winning streak and sent it to Jiang Wan.

"Look! It's still winning streak!"

Jiang Wan pretended not to have seen her historical achievements, and pretended to be curious: "You and your friends are five rows?"

"Yes yes yes."

Xia Tianxi smiled and was super happy: "I didn't play games before, so I didn't know they were so good! They didn't lose a game all night!"

"I used to want to take you to the top, but you didn't want to. You said that it's not good to lie down and win. You want to experience the fun of playing ranked by yourself. Why are you willing to lie down and win today?"

After turning over the Jiangwan vinegar altar, I couldn't bear the lemon again.

This sentence was sent, but Xia Tianxi did not reply for a long time.

Jiang Wan was a little flustered, and was about to say something to make amends, when he saw a 15-second voice from the other side.

Jiang Wan clicked on the voice bar, and Xia Tianxi's voice came from the receiver.

"Master, you don't want the villain to sue first! What do you mean I don't want to? It's obvious that you are the first to say that bringing me up is harmful!"

Her voice was soft and brisk, with a little arrogance. It was obvious that this was just a joke, not really angry.

Jiang Wan's heart beat a little faster, but at the same time he was a little annoyed.

How long has this been an old account, and why was it brought up again?

A slip of the tongue will cause eternal hatred!

If the original self knew that there would be such a day in the future, then he would definitely not say such beating words that day.

If the current self can travel back to that day, he must swell the mouth of the cheap self in the past.

(End of this chapter)