I am addicted to my paranoia

Chapter 38 Could it be love?
After thinking about it, he got out of bed, moved a chair and sat next to Yu Zhong, and pretended to chat about the game: "Hey Yu Zhong, do you know the newly launched speed game? It's for practicing hand speed."

Just as Yu Zhong was about to answer him, paper and pen were suddenly stuffed into his hand, and the paper read——Don't you think the appearance of this doll is very strange?

"I know, I played for a few minutes yesterday, but my hand speed was a bit behind me,"—how strange?
"Then you've been single all these years in vain,"—he doesn't look like someone who would buy dolls.

"You're fucking in vain, I just used my hand speed in a different place," ——I read a book last time, which contained a story about doll sustenance.

"Pull it down, you," the paper and pen returned to Bai Ke's hands, but he was too lazy to write, so he crumpled them up and threw them into the trash can, signaling to use his mobile phone to talk.

Yu Zhong received the signal, turned on the live broadcast of the game on the computer, and sent a WeChat message on the mobile phone: [The book says that a person with a weird personality often puts his sustenance on dead things. I think Li Xiao is such a person. 】

【Bai Ke: That's what he said, but why didn't he ever talk about the doll? 】

[Yu Cup: No nonsense?How can I easily say my sustenance?Would you casually tell others about your gigabyte network disk? 】

[Bai Ke: ... Then don't beg to share. 】

One word at a time, dozens of messages were sent, and finally the result was finalized by Yu Zhong's words: [He has brought his spiritual sustenance to the dormitory now, which means that he is more open to us. You, who have been classmates with him for many years, have doubts , fake brother! 】

Unknown to them, Li Xiao stared at the doll, then looked at the afternoon class, two sessions, which ended at 05:30, and tomorrow's class was after ten o'clock in the morning, so he had a lot of time.

He had waited so long, suffered every second, and now finally had his chance.

He didn't want to waste even a moment.

……

In the afternoon, the countdown to CY Group's new clothing product launch was 10 minutes. The venue was set in a high-end garden somewhere outdoors. There were more than 100 reporters who came. A lot of curiosity and jealousy, curious about their changing style of doing things, jealous of their confidence.

In China, CY stands in the top ten with its strong ability. The company is large and involves a wide range of industries, ranging from real estate to hotel chains. It is not afraid of the risk of brand relegation. It was sealed by the outside world with a famous saying— —Whether you like to eat or not, whether you like to live or not, whether you like to buy or not, they are all owned by my family anyway.

Lou Mian stood there in a red mermaid dress, with a blank face and Yu Jiefeng's big wavy long hair. She looked like no one should enter. She had no idea about the red wine in her hand, and stared straight at the dessert on the opposite side. Tiramisu on the table.

When everyone gathered at the podium, Lou Mian went over quickly, reached out and took a small piece, the cake was soft and not greasy in the mouth, on the contrary, she wanted to eat more.

She has always been a person who follows her mind, so she ate the tiramisu piece by piece.

Next to her, the other three members of the team stared at her, not wondering about the dessert.

Xu Zixuan was the first to question: "Mianmian was quite normal when she came here today, but during the meeting she lost her mind several times and blushed."

"You also noticed?" Li Ke smacked his lips: "Many of her expressions today reminded me of my wife when I was in love."

Qi Shi, who was the youngest, said bluntly: "Sister Mian is not in love, is she?"

(End of this chapter)