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Chapter 72
At eleven o'clock at night, the five were still in the training room. Recently, the training has increased, and after several days in a row, everyone has a bit of tiredness on their faces.
Except Jane.
He was focused and frowned slightly: "Xiao Bai, give me an acceleration and a shield, I'll kill their mid laner over the tower..."
Before the words were finished, Lulu, who was operated by Xiaobai, raised the magic wand with a slap and slaughtered the cannon car in front of Jian Rong.
noob:"……"
Jane Rong: "."
Xiaobai: "I said that I was too sleepy, so I rubbed my eyes and held the mouse a little harder, so I accidentally clicked on your cannon car—do you believe it?"
Jian Rong's game character stood there for a few seconds before continuing to move forward and coldly spit out, "Three."
Xiaobai asked dumbfounded, "What three?"
Jian Rong: "Since joining the team, you have robbed me of three gun carts."
"??" Xiaobai/spirited: "Are you a vengeful spirit?!"
Jian Rong said coolly, "Who told you to come to me in the middle of sleepwalking? Can't you harm Pine?"
Pine: "No, I'm going one way tonight, you can do whatever you want."
"Fight well, the last game, rest after the fight." Lu Baiyuan glanced at the gold coins on his body: "I'm two hundred dollars short of black cutting, so I can play a group."
Jian Rong retreated after hearing the words: "You come to the middle to eat this wave of soldiers, and I will return to the city."
"it is good."
"?" Xiaobai thought it was outrageous: "I ate a gun truck, you write my name in your vengeance book, and when my brother comes, you directly send a wave of soldiers??"
Jian Rong paused: "Didn't you hear? He was almost two hundred black cut."
"I'm two hundred short of the incense burner, what's wrong?" Xiaobai said seriously: "There are no idols in the training game, please be more dedicated and don't bring your love to my brother into the game..."
Lu Baiyuan acted for a while, and simply ate the wave of soldiers neatly.
"Bring a fart..." Jian Rong gritted her teeth: "I just despise the assistant, and I'm not willing to make money for the assistant, what's the matter?"
"Fuck." Xiaobai said: "I will repeat this to your fans who play support in a while, you are finished."
That being said, in the next team battle, Jian Rong still flashed to save Xiao Bai, and he was killed by the enemy's two skills.
Xiaobai was moved: "On behalf of the assistant, I forgive you..."
"No need." Jian Rong opened the store to buy equipment: "It looks like I'm a little bit better, so I don't need to be targeted when the opponent is playing."
noob:"."
Just after winning the game, Brother Ding walked in to announce the end of today's training game and let them go downstairs for supper.
"I've been to two mahjong games, and your training is over?" Brother Fu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he heard the movement, he said without turning his head, "Come on, have supper and let someone buy some seafood."
Said to be "a little", in fact, the red plastic bag is almost filling the coffee table, and there are all kinds of processed seafood inside.
Jian Rong didn't feel hungry at first, but her stomach couldn't help screaming when she smelled the salt and pepper.
Several people sat directly on the carpet and started eating.
"I heard Lao Ding say that your playoffs are stable?" Brother Fu lit a cigarette: "Play well this spring split, and give you a big red envelope for the top three."
Brother Ding immediately said: "What are the top three? Let's go to win the championship."
"Winning the championship..." Brother Fu thought for two seconds: "In addition to the red envelope, each person will be given a car?"
Jian Rong: "?"
Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes and watched as their mid laner was hit by a falling car and then distracted. He was stabbed by Pippi Shrimp's body and made a low hiss in pain.
Jian Rong was really distracted, he was thinking—
What color should the car choose?
It takes time to get a driver's license.
Might have to spend money to buy a parking space...
Thinking about it, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him over.
Lu Baiyuan covered Jian Rong's index finger with a tissue, and his thumb pressed the bleeding spot through the tissue.
What driver's license parking space flew away instantly, and for a few seconds, Jian Rong could only feel the temperature of Lu Baiyuan's fingers and the sound of his own heartbeat.
"Boss is awesome!" Xiaobai instantly felt that the seafood in his hand was not fragrant: "Then I won't eat it, I'll go to training, boss, think about what car to buy for us, I'll pick it up after the spring race!! "
Xiaobai was dragged back by Pine, and asked in a cool voice, "In your state tonight, who do you want to pit in the rankings? Eat first."
Yuan Qian rubbed his hands: "Then do I have a wedding car?"
"You can choose your own car. You can choose any car within 2 million. I will not interfere." Fu Ge propped his elbows on the sofa cushion, and the word "local tyrant" was written all over his body: "Xiaoqian is a wedding car, so that's fine. Pick something more expensive... What kind of car does Xiaolu like?"
Lu Baiyuan loosened Jianrong's fingers, made sure there was no more blood, and then threw the paper away, raised his eyes and said, "I can do it."
Brother Fu nodded: "Yes, you don't lack this one from me. What about Xiao Lanmao? Does Xiao Lanmao have a car?"
Xiao Lan Mao was called twice, and silently retracted his hand: "Not yet."
"Then think about it, after all, the first car in your life." After smoking a cigarette, Brother Fu patted his thigh and stood up: "By the way, it's time to play mahjong, and now I'll be scolded by my wife when I go home. I have to stay here for one night tonight, and tell her tomorrow that I'm here to play games... any of you can make a room for me."
Several people were stunned.
Ding Ge said immediately: "I'll take you to a hotel outside."
Brother Fu shook his head: "No, my wife is very smart. She will check my room opening records, and I can't open it with someone else's ID card... In short, she can find it, and I'm not too lazy to bother."
Xiaobai reminded: "Boss, we have a guest room at the base."
"I know." Brother Fu threw away his cigarette: "I just saw that those rooms have not been occupied for hundreds of years, the smell is too heavy, the beds are dirty, and it is impossible to live in."
Brother Fu said and went upstairs to pick a room.
Xiaobai immediately shouted: "Boss, my room is full of smelly socks!! It smells worse than those empty rooms!!!"
Yuan Qian also said: "Boss, I'm not very convenient. The toilet in my room is broken, and the property will be repaired tomorrow."
Pine calmly said, "I don't have a bed in my room, I've been sleeping on wooden boards these days."
Lu Baiyuan thought for a while: "I..."
"Actually, I already thought about it." Brother Fu said, "I live in Xiaolu's room, and his bed is big. Xiaolu, are you going to squeeze with other people tonight?"
Half an hour later, Jian Rong looked at the extra pillows on her bed, a little dazed.
Outside the door, Brother Ding said in a low voice, "The boss drank some wine at night and quarreled with the guy at home. You can let him sleep. I'll ask my aunt to change the sheets for you tomorrow."
Lu Baiyuan was silent for two seconds, and said, "Got it."
Brother Ding nodded, and wanted to leave after speaking, but saw Jian Rong in the room picking up her quilt and looking at the ground.
Brother Ding frowned: "Jianrong, what are you doing?"
Jian Rong didn't lift her head: "Look where it is convenient to lay the floor."
"No." Lu Baiyuan said: "This is your room, and I will come to lay the floor. You sleep in the bed."
Jian Rong didn't even think about it: "How could it be possible for you to lay the floor..."
Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Brother Ding.
"Oh no..." Brother Ding wondered: "How can you two big men sleep together? Why does someone have to lay the floor??"
Jian Rong was startled.
Lu Baiyuan turned his head and glanced at him unintentionally.
Brother Ding didn't notice anything wrong: "Is it too crowded? The Jianrong bed is small, but it's more than enough to sleep the two of you... Sitting in front of the computer every day is already enough tossing, and then sleeping on the floor, do you need your waist? Listen to me, Squeeze to sleep tonight, and no one is allowed to lay the floor!"
After Brother Ding left, Lu Baiyuan closed the door, looked back and saw that Jian Rong was still holding the quilt standing there, looking a little silly for no reason.
Lu Baiyuan couldn't help laughing and discussed with him: "I'll lay the floor."
Jian Rong refused: "No."
Lu Baiyuan said, "Then sleep together."
In short, there is no option for Jane Rong to lay the floor.
Jian Rong stood still and didn't speak. After a while, Lu Baiyuan understood it, picked up his pillow and was about to put it on the ground——
"...Sleep together then." Jian Rong clutched the quilt in her left hand, tucked her hair with her right hand, and lowered her head without looking at Lu Baiyuan: "But I have bad sleeping habits, if I do something in the middle of the night... you kick me directly Just get out of bed."
In fact, Jian Rong doesn't know what kind of virtue he has when he falls asleep, but every morning when he wakes up, most of the bedding is usually dropped on the ground, and his posture is different from when he fell asleep.
The quilts and pillows were put back in their original positions, and Jane Rong randomly grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Lu Baiyuan came here after taking a shower in his room. He sat on the bed, replied a few messages, and couldn't help but glance up at Jian Rong's room.
It's much more chaotic than when first moved in - it can't be said to be chaotic, it's a breath of life.
There were two clothes hanging on the back of the chair, the hat was thrown on the head of the bed, the desk was a little messy, and the mobile phone was lying on the bed crookedly.
The wooden coat rack that was supposed to hang clothes and hats was bare, with only a pair of underwear hanging on it.
It's a small piece with black borders on a white background, and Superman is printed on the back. It looks like it's just dried and put into the room.
Lu Baiyuan paused, looked away, lowered his head and continued to reply to the news.
Soon, he heard the water in the bathroom stop.
Then five minutes passed.
ten minutes.
fifteen minutes……
Lu Baiyuan threw the phone on the bed, got up, picked up the clothes on the hanger, and knocked on the bathroom door.
The people inside quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Baiyuan said, "Open the door."
Moments later, the bathroom door was opened. The heat inside almost dissipated, and Jian Rong tilted her head to reveal half of her face, her wet hair was on his forehead, her eyes were slightly damp, and the tip of her nose and eyelashes were still soaked with water.
Lu Baiyuan looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and then raised the panties in his hand.
He held it politely, holding only one corner, leaving the rest untouched.
After searching in the pile of clothes for a long time, Jian Rong, who was unwilling to face the fact that she didn't bring in her underwear, said, "..."
Jian Rong numbly took the underwear from Lu Baiyuan's hand, and squeezed "Thank you" from her throat.
Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes: "Well."
It took two seconds for Jian Rong to realize that Lu Baiyuan was looking at him... Superman: "...discount, 30% off, I just bought it."
Lu Baiyuan said "um" again.
Jian Rong: "Really, my other pieces don't have this pattern..."
Lu Baiyuan was startled and smiled.
Jian Rong looked at him and smiled, her whole body froze in place.
What the fuck am I talking about?
"It's cute." Lu Baiyuan gave a reassuring evaluation, saying: "Put it on and go to bed, there will be training tomorrow."
Jianrong is a little fried.
However, he could only blow up inside, not daring to show it at all. He got dressed and went out of the bathroom, went to bed, turned off the lights—and lay flat on his back like an ancient mummy, hands folded on his belly.
Jian Rong's bed was really enough for sleep, and there was even a wide gap between the two of them.
Lu Baiyuan was already asleep, his breathing was steady, and the bedding heaved very slowly.
Jian Rong breathed a long sigh of relief, pursed her lips and planned to sleep. When she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Lu Baiyuan's hand when he was holding his underwear.
That is the hand of the world champion! ! ! You ripped panties, what the hell! ! !
Feeling that these words were a bit familiar, Jian Rong cursed in her heart, and reached out and rubbed her face.
A few seconds later, a vibrating sound suddenly sounded.
Jian Rong was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize that it was the phone that he had thrown on the bed.
He subconsciously put his hand into the quilt, followed the vibration to find it, and then he held a soft heat source.
Jian Rong had just touched this touch an hour ago.
Jian Rong seemed to have hit something she couldn't touch, so she let go of Lu Baiyuan's hand, quickly picked up the phone, turned off the vibration, threw it on the table without even reading the news, and closed her eyes to force herself to sleep.
Jian Rong's training volume is the most and also the most tiring. After about half an hour, Jian Rong's breathing completely calmed down.
In the darkness, Lu Baiyuan slowly opened his eyes, and the fingers he had just held curled up twice lightly. The touch between the fingers has not dissipated for a long time, just like the smell of milk shower gel lingering in the room, the presence is hot and strong.
I don't know how long it took before he closed his eyes again and regained sleepiness.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, the person next to him moved.
The temperature in Shanghai has picked up recently, and the base has no heating, and the indoor temperature is less than 20 degrees in the middle of the night.
When Jian Rong came over, Lu Baiyuan was stunned for a rare moment.
Jian Rong said that she was not humble when she said that she slept differently.
He likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps. In this weather, his hands and feet are exposed, and it is easy to wake up from freezing, so Jane Rong, who is sleeping, reflexively finds something warm on the bed.
The arms of the two were pressed together under the quilt. This happened so fast that Lu Baiyuan didn't even think to hide.
Jian Rong has turned into a side sleeping position. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Lu Baiyuan's shoulder. In order to find a comfortable place, he rubbed against his shoulder.
Lu Baiyuan is wearing short sleeves, but it's nothing to rub her shoulders...
Jian Rong's arms are very thin, but they still grow a few taels of flesh.
Jianrong has a strong temper and speaks hard, but her body is surprisingly soft. Fingers, arms, ears... all.
Lu Baiyuan's Adam's apple rolled lightly and closed his eyes. A few seconds later, he frowned and raised his eyelids, raised his hand and carefully placed it on Jian Rong's forehead, and moved him gently to his position.
Jian Rong bowed her head, Lu Baiyuan's five fingers tucked into his hair.
Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes for a while, rubbed his hair helplessly, and decided to give up.
Then Jian Rong suddenly bent her legs and hooked up like she usually hugged a pillow - he didn't hook anything, just made a light stroke on Lu Baiyuan's calf.
Lu Baiyuan took a breath, and a... countless bad thoughts came up.
He was startled by these thoughts, and in a trance, he took it for granted.
Every minute in the middle of the night passed very slowly. I don't know how long it took before Lu Baiyuan said, "Jane Rong."
His voice was hoarse and said, "You won't get up again..."
How about not getting up again?
Lu Baiyuan got stuck for a while.
During the silence, Jian Rong suddenly moved.
Lu Baiyuan thought he was awake, but Jian Rong just raised her chin, her eyes were still closed, and she whispered, "Zhuang Yibai..."
"Five artillery carts..."
"you are dead……"