my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 89

The two ate chicken without any suspense.

No.1 has 2100 points, plus the kill points of the two of them, already more than [-] points away from No.[-].

The participating anchor players secretly wept.

Xishen, can you keep your mysterious and cold personality well?

Why do you want to come to the entertainment competition to abuse food.

Wen Feng sighed in his heart: If I don't come, my partner will be taken away by that murderous Zhou Hang!

Today there are only two double volleyball matches, and the live broadcast was also turned off after Jianghuai Chu finished.

……

When did sigh bring a girl to play games?

JAC was fortunate to be the first one.

Whether it's the envious ones or the foolish ones on the Internet, they pinch each other fiercely.

It is said that Jianghuai first hooked up with most of the sites for the purpose of gaining popularity.

Jiang Huaichu still held his mobile phone and asked Wen Fengxi: "How many fans do you have on Weibo?"

Wen Fengxi thought for a while: "I reposted an official event of DFG a few months ago, and it seemed to be more than 900 million at that time."

Jiang Huaichu, who still doesn't have 100 million followers on Weibo, squatted in a corner silently.

Get hot, get hot...

One day on the weekend, Jiang Huaichu was dug out of the quilt by Wen Fengxi, and he was still in a daze.

After finally being able to sleep in for a while, Jiang Huaichu hugged the quilt and didn't want to let go: "What time is it..."

Wen Fengxi rummaged through clothes for her from the closet without complaint: "It's nine o'clock, I'll take you to the mall to buy something."

It is true that many daily necessities are still in Jianghuaichu's own nest, and the bourgeoisie feel that it is too troublesome to move around, so they just go and buy new ones.

Jiang Huaichu didn't want to go alone, so he coaxed him to go shopping with her a few days ago.

In the end, the person who stayed on the bed was Jiang Huaichu himself.

Wen Feng asked her: "Which one are you wearing?"

Jiang Huaichu buried his head in the quilt, his voice sounded humming: "That gold velvet skirt, and the sweater on the far left."

Wen Fengxi is really convinced by the types of girls' clothes, all kinds of fabrics.

What wool cotton linen chiffon knit...

This is the first time I've heard of golden velvet.

He flipped through it: "What color is it?"

Jiang Huaichu struggled to get up from the bed, with his messy hair on his head, he yawned: "Brown."

Watery mist gradually appeared in her eyes, and her half-dozed eyes looked lazy, with an extremely lazy expression.

Wen Fengxi suddenly felt that he was inhuman if he could hold back.

is God.

The weather in early March is still bone-chillingly cold.

There was no strong wind or snow, but the air was still pervasively covered with cold fog.

Fortunately, I brought a woolen coat when I went out, otherwise I would really be frozen into a popsicle.

Wen Fengxi saw such a scene when he drove the car out of the garage.

The girl's smooth black wavy hair was tied into a high ponytail, and she was waiting downstairs in a light brown woolen coat.

She folded her hands together and breathed out. The warm breath rose into white mist and quickly melted into the cold air.

Jiang Huai opened the door and sat on the passenger seat. The heater in the car drove away the coldness, but she still shrank her neck: "Didn't it say it was ten degrees today? Why is it still so cold?"

Wen Fengxi turned sideways and took a beige wool scarf from the back seat: "The neck is exposed."

Jiang Huaichu stretched his neck obediently, asking Wen Fengxi to surround her.

Wen Fengxi: "You are conscious."

Although he said so, he still circled her twice.

Half of Jianghuai Chu Xiaolian was covered in the scarf, only his eyes were full of smiles: "Isn't that what my boyfriend uses, you pull off my rubber bands, and wrap your hair around to make it warmer."

(End of this chapter)