The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Within the canopy.

He squinted and put the beer on the ground, then waved his hand in front of Yan Cong.

"Hello!"

"Old Yan, what are you looking at?!"

Yan Cong suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Cough cough..."

He quickly raised his glass, pretending nothing had happened.

"Hey, come here."

"Everyone drink!"

"Do you want some?"

The man with squinty eyes had already sat down next to the girl in burgundy, casually placing his hand on hers and asking with a smile.

After receiving a response.

He opened two bottles of wine and placed them in front of the two girls.

The bottles clinked together again.

The atmosphere at the table quickly became lively.

The man in the floral shirt sat next to the girl in the white T-shirt, holding up a bottle of liquor as he asked a question.

"Eh."

"What's your name?"

"Oh, oh."

The girl quickly picked up a disposable cup and clinked it against his.

She was a little shy, and her voice was soft.

My name is Liang Rumeng.

"Like a dream..."

The floral shirt drawled out the sound.

"What a nice name!"

"Oh, no, no."

Liang Rumeng waved her hand, looking a little embarrassed.

Yan Cong sat next to him, sipping his wine while secretly glancing over there.

He wanted to interrupt.

I really want to.

But after opening his mouth for a long time, he still couldn't find a suitable sentence.

The longing in their eyes almost overflowed from the screen.

In the live stream room.

"That's hilarious!"

"He's driving me crazy with worry!"

"Say something!"

"No, I need to take a screenshot. Old Master Yan craves more material."

On the high platform of Wuzhong in Jinling.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yan Cong.

Yan Cong immediately lost his temper.

"What are you looking at!"

"Who hasn't had a rough patch when they were young?"

Su Xiaoxiao whispered, "It's quite cute."

Yan Cong's face twitched.

"cute?"

"That's called composure!"

In the sky.

After several rounds of drinks...

Liang Rumeng's cheeks were flushed, and she covered the rim of the cup with her hand, speaking softly.

"I can't drink anymore."

"I really can't drink anymore."

Her best friend, who had dyed her hair burgundy, immediately took the glass away.

"Hello!"

"What are you doing?"

"They've already said they can't drink anymore, so why offer them a toast?"

He wore a floral shirt and gave an awkward laugh with squinty eyes.

No, no.

"Isn't the atmosphere just right?"

The girl in burgundy rolled her eyes and grabbed Liang Rumeng.

"Come here, Xiaomeng."

"We're playing video games."

"Let them drink it themselves!"

"Okay."

Liang Rumeng nodded obediently and opened a game called "King of Glory".

Yan Cong's eyes lit up.

The opportunity is here.

He immediately stood up and squeezed between the floral shirt and Liang Rumeng.

"Can I come with you?"

"I played pretty well!"

"sure!"

The girl in burgundy is very bold.

"Let's go together!"

The man in the floral shirt opened his mouth.

"Feed..."

Yan Cong turned around and glared at him.

"You bastard."

"Don't you already have a wife?"

"This guy really likes it, so I'll give it to him!"

The floral shirt was about to retort.

"Who said marriage...?"

Yan Cong lowered his voice.

"Two hundred will buy you a late-night snack!"

The floral shirt instantly shut up.

"make a deal!"

The game started quickly.

Yan Cong's attack was indeed fierce.

Fingers swipe rapidly across the screen.

Reinforcements.

support.

Start a group purchase.

Take heads.

The two girls occasionally let out gasps of surprise.

"Wow!"

"You're amazing!"

"No, haha...no..."

Yan Cong spoke modestly, but he couldn't suppress the smirk on his face.

"You guys had a great time too."

"Come on, let's drink."

"Uh-huh."

Liang Rumeng took a small sip of wine and then focused on controlling Diao Chan as she ran around the canyon.

But not long after that.

With a kill sound effect.

Her screen went dark again.

"Waaaaah..."

"We can't beat them..."

She puffed out her cheeks, looking at her phone with a wronged expression.

Yan Cong's heart began to race again as he looked at her.

He rubbed his fingers on his trouser leg before casually reaching out.

"Shall I help you?"

"good!"

Liang Rumeng's eyes immediately lit up.

She handed the phone to Yan Cong.

Yan Cong took the phone.

After respawning, he didn't rush into fighting. Instead, he quietly farmed minions and farmed the jungle to gradually make up for his lost gold.

Once the equipment is completed.

He seized the opportunity when the opposing mage made a positioning mistake, used his second skill to get close, and the flower ball exploded.

Kill!

Wow!

"You're amazing!"

Liang Rumeng approached without anyone noticing.

A fragrant breeze brushed past Yan Cong's ears.

His body stiffened for a moment.

She was very close, her little face flushed, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

That look in his eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, no one except his grandmother has ever given him anything.

"Thump."

"Thump."

The heartbeat sounded again.

It's even more urgent than before.

Yan Cong lowered his head, his ears gradually turning red.

"No, not really."

He pretended not to care and continued operating.

soon.

He ruled the entire canyon.

Triple kill.

Quadra kill.

Pentakill.

Peerless Beauty ×9

"Wow--"

Liang Rumeng stared wide-eyed at Diao Chan on the screen, who had wiped out the opposing team.

"You're amazing!"

"Will you help me rank up in the future?"

She suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him.

"well!"

This was the first time Yan Cong had been so close to a girl, and he was a little tongue-tied.

"That thing."

"Have...have something to drink."

He returned the phone and then raised his glass to hide his panic.

Liang Rumeng clinked her disposable cup against his.

After taking a small sip, she continued fiddling with her phone, her body swaying from side to side with the character.

If you lose, you puff out your cheeks.

They clap their hands when they win.

The little red face swayed back and forth under the light, making Yan Cong's lips never leave his mouth.

"what……"

"We lost again."

"I'm not playing anymore!"

The game is over.

Liang Rumeng pouted and put her phone on the table.

Then he lowered his head.

He slumped back in his chair, looking utterly dejected.

He squinted at her for a moment, then quickly whispered a few words in his girlfriend's ear.

The girl in burgundy's eyes lit up.

She looked Yan Cong up and down, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

Yan Cong was still in a daze.

She then took Liang Rumeng's hand and smiled mischievously.

"Hey, Xiaomeng."

What do you think of Yan Cong?

"Do you want him to be your boyfriend?"

"what?"

Liang Rumeng raised her head in a daze.

She squinted and stared at Yan Cong for a long while.

Yan Cong sat there, his back ramrod straight, barely daring to breathe loudly.

A few seconds passed.

Liang Rumeng nodded her head, feeling dizzy.

"it is good."

"Why!"

He squinted and quickly gave Yan Cong a look, his mouth opening and closing silently.

"Go!"

Cong's ears turned bright red.

He stretched out his hand.

For the first time in my life, I held the hand of a young girl.

It's soft.

warm.

It was lighter than he had imagined.

He sat there dumbfounded.

A moment later, the big hand enveloped the little hand.

A little while later, they tried to interlock their fingers.

They were having a great time, while the others were drinking and chatting.

Only Yan Cong, head down studying other people's hands, grinned wider and wider.

His naive and unworldly demeanor made the live stream audience burst into laughter.