The whole e-sports circle is eating dog food

Chapter 22 022 is not a boyfriend

The nurse put the remaining three bottles of medicine on the table aside, and was just about to take the medicine off the medicine shelf and send them to sit beside her.

Xu Wenshu held the potion in one hand, and put the other arm around Jiang Huaiduo's slender waist. As soon as he exerted his strength, he brought the weak and limp girl into his arms, and slowly led the people to the left and right .

The nurse saw that Xu Wenshu could do it alone, so she didn't follow and turned around to leave the water hanging area.

After Jiang Huaiduo sat down, he leaned his head against the cold thin metal chair, stared intently at the person who was busy with his work, and muttered softly, "It's not my boyfriend."

"What?" Xu Wenshu, who was adjusting the dripping speed, turned his head to look at Jiang Huaiduo, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "What were you muttering by yourself just now?"

"Eat hot pot!" Jiang Huaiduo's eyes lit up, "We'll eat after the injection."

Xu Wenshu raised his eyebrows, squeezed his hot face with his hands, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I'll come back for an injection after eating."

"That's great, we can go eat hot pot again after the fight." Jiang Huaiduo winked at the person, smiled slyly, turned his face slightly, and took the initiative to rub Xu Wenshu's palm.

It's a different feeling to take the initiative to reach out and touch your face, and to be rubbed on the palm of your hand.

Xu Wenshu's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were dim, and he put his hand down silently. When he was sitting beside the person, he naturally put his hand into the pocket of his coat, rubbed his thumb and index finger gently, and a sweetness gushed out from his heart, making him The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

The girl next to her looked very much like the puppet cat at home, and her coquettish appearance was carved out of the same mold.

It's a pity, he really just eats the soft and not the hard.

"What are you going to do next?" Jiang Huaiduo's down jacket was soft and warm, huddled in the metal chair, looking down at the man's big hands beside the chair.

Several obvious blue veins can be seen on the fair skin, the bones of the hand are slightly protruding, slender and well-proportioned, without a trace of excess flesh, the nails are clean and pink, and there is a small protruding place on the first knuckle of the middle finger, where It is full of calluses, but even so, it still attracts people's attention.

Jiang Huaiduo glanced at his hands, um, barely ugly, just a pair of hands that can play games.

Xu Wenshu withdrew his hand, took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the screen, and browsed through the things sorted out by the previous staff.

Flicking his fingers quickly, he typed a few words to reply.

Feeling the curious gaze of the person next to him, with a smile on his lips, he turned the phone slightly, not to show it.

"You are so stingy." Jiang Huaiduo, who was caught peeking at the news, touched his nose in embarrassment, but his tone did not show guilt, but was justified.

"Where am I being stingy?" Xu Wenshu deliberately put the phone away, and when he was about to put it in his pocket, he saw the pitiful look of the man, sighed, and showed the phone without the lock screen.

Jiang Huaiduo cheered up and read the plans of Xu Wenshu and the public relations team, as well as the information collected by the public relations team.

The more I look at it, the colder my heart becomes.

It turned out that my "old club" secretly did so many tricks in order to bring me down.

Jiang Huaiduo turned off the information, scrolled down again, and soon saw Xu Wenshu's reply.

She discovered that this person actually asked the public relations team to collect the black people who swear in the live broadcast room just now, and found their corresponding orange melon accounts.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Huaiduo frowned, not knowing why Xu Wenshu did this.

Xu Wenshu rubbed Jiang Huaiduo's frowning brows, and took his mobile phone back from the person's hand.

"You get the injection well, and you don't have to worry about the next thing."

"I said that if you want to be the pillar of your confidence, you don't have to do some things yourself, just leave it to me."

Xu Wenshu glanced at the medicine bottle hanging beside him, and blocked everything that others wanted to say.

"Okay, quietly hang up the water, and then take you to eat Chaoshan casserole porridge."

"Okay." Jiang Huaiduo nodded.

Xu Wenshu didn't let her ask, so she wouldn't ask.

Anyway, this person will definitely not harm himself.

(End of this chapter)