Moba Champion Legend

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“This Weibo really can’t help but play.”

Ye Xing smiled awkwardly.

This woman didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of leaving…

“Sister Yu Shuang, it’s not early, don’t you go back to get a beauty sleep?” Ye Xing asked.

Yu Shuangmei glanced at Ye Xing and said with a smile, “Are you driving me away?” ”

“Of course not.” Ye Xing quickly shook his head.

With a soft snort, Yu Shuang said something that made Ye Xing almost not drop his jaw.

“I’ll stay here tonight, you sleep on the floor.”

“Yu Shuang is the first of the four golden flowers, the embodiment of beauty and wisdom.”

Ye Xing was speechless for a while.

It’s 12 o’clock!

Can’t you have said it earlier!

Life suddenly drove the two to a dead end.

This matter seems to be unsolvable.

If Yu Shuang went out from Ye Xing’s room at this time and was seen, it would definitely be incomprehensible.

Do you want Ye Xing to find someone to open Yu Shuang’s room in the middle of the night? Simply unrealistic.

Now tens of millions of people’s eyes are firmly watching Ye Xing, and he is a little stunned and does not dare to go out.

If it was before, you could go out and find someone to squeeze in this situation, but now the conditions are really not allowed, if you really do that, maybe there will be some lace news.

Shout!

Flash!

Ye Xing came to the bed in almost two steps, so fast that there was a flashing afterimage, and Yu Shuang only felt a flower in front of him, and found that Ye Xing had gotten into the quilt.

“Good night.”

Ye Xing quickly lowered his head and pretended to sleep.

Knock knock!

Yu Shuang could even feel his heavy heartbeat.

One night without a word.

At eight o’clock the next morning, Ye Xing got up on time.

Forehead……

“What’s going on?”

Ye Xing finally understood that you can’t reason with women, she will educate you with truth when you are unreasonable, and she will educate you with nonsense when you are reasonable.

Yu Shuang, who was drinking porridge, coughed, and almost didn’t spew out a mouthful of gruel, an old blogger like her who has been mixed in Weibo for many years, naturally heard the story of the widow and the scholar…

“After drinking the porridge, we will be counted as two clear.”

“Think beautiful!”