"Yes, I have!"

Lu Xiao nodded and said, "Go and ask Xiaotiandudu and the others to get it for you, but you have to play the game first."

"Okay! Well, by the way, the five of us can play together! It's just right! Husband, you bring four, it's time to show your prowess!"

"Well, yes, but she can't play, but we can teach her to see if she wants to."

As soon as Lu Xiao started talking with Nan Jing about the game, she knew that she would not play "League of Legends".

It's normal, after all, there are very few girls who can play "League of Legends" in China and South Korea, let alone in island countries.

The islanders basically play console games, while boys rarely play competitive online games, and the e-sports industry is extremely underdeveloped.

And Ming Jingnan's most frequently played game is "Minecraft". As soon as she invited Lu Xiao, Lu Xiao agreed.

Then Lu Xiao asked Li Shunguihe again, and in the end he had time to call the two of them too.

Lu Xiao typed on the public screen: "Xiaomin will come later."

Neither Li Shun-kyu nor Nai Jing Nan responded, "Is that right, Senior Hyo-min?"

"Well! But she suggested that we play together, five of us just fine.

The four of us can play, do you mind learning about it?”

"Okay! No problem."

Ming Jingnan and Lu Xiao are the same kind of people... who don't care what games they play, only care about whether or not someone plays with them, and with whom.

Now the other four, Li Shungui and Park Hyomin are her seniors, and Lu Xiao is a boy she likes very much and is infinitely close to her, so she's just a stranger.

Even if Nan Jing Nan really didn't want to play another game with the four of them, she would agree at this time.

It is this promise that made Ming Jingnan embark on a road of no return. When she mentioned the ideal type on variety shows, she would always say "League of Legends" had a good time.

But that's all for later.

It is said that when Park Hyomin came here to look for Lu Xiao, the original master bedroom——"Little Mom! Little Mom!"

Before Quan Baolan He and Li Juli had spoken, Xiao Nuomi called their little mother, and she still spoke to the two of them one at a time.

This surprised the two girls, and Quan Baolan stared at us and said, "Why did the little guy shout when he saw us! Could it be that she has some special bond with us before?"

"Hehehe!"

Kim Taeyeon covered her mouth and smiled, "You think too much! Come on, Jiyeon!"

Kim Taeyeon held the little glutinous rice and pointed it to the side.

"Little Mom! Hee hee! It can be seen that Xiao Nuomi and her father's aesthetics are very different. Compared with Quan Baolan and Li Juli, she obviously prefers Park Jiyeon's face, so she smiled happily after seeing Park Jiyeon's face. .

"Um"

Park Ji-yeon didn't feel embarrassed, just screwed

Mei asked, "So this child is called Xiaoma when he sees everyone?"

Kim Taeyeon explained: "Haha! No, so many of us took turns calling her Xiaoma, and now she may call a young woman except her mother and call her Xiaoma."

"There is such a thing!"

After listening to the explanation, the five girls were still amazed.

"Ha ha!"

Xu Xian said with a smile, "This brother-in-law had expected it before, but I didn't expect it to be a prophecy!"

"what!"

Zheng Xiuyan frowned and asked, obviously not understanding the idiom Xu Xian said.

Park So-yeon explained for Xu Xian, "It's a prophecy, which means that the unlucky prophecy has come true."

"Oh, I see!"

Zheng Xiuyan nodded, "You can use it later!"

Park Suyan added: "If you can learn how to write this idiom, Sika, it will be amazing. If you have the opportunity to show it on a variety show in China, it will be awesome!"

"Why, this idiom is difficult to write, so one is one, slang is the language of language, cheng is successful cheng, yes, which is it?"

Xian Enjing smiled and said, "Sika, you should check it yourself with your mobile phone! We can't write it even if you ask us to write it."

"It's so hard!"

Song Qian also said at this time: "It's very difficult, I'm a Chinese person and you ask me to write, but I can't write it."

Zheng Xiuyan frowned and used her mobile phone to check this idiom.

After finding out, her brows furrowed even deeper.

Heart: What the fuck, there are still such complicated characters in Chinese! How many strokes are there? It's hard to say that Chinese is the most difficult language in the world! While Zheng Xiuyan was checking the idioms, Quan Baolan and Li Juli began to teach Xiao Nuomi to call them 's name.

"I'm baby blue mom!"

"I'm Mama Guli!"

The clever little glutinous rice learned quickly, and a "Sapphire Blue Mom"

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