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date="2021-10-19"

title="So I didn't leave the sixth meaning. This chapter id is so shameful and suffocating."

weight="141017"

series = ["My Ex-Boyfriend Became My Current Teammate"]

mode = "manual"

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When Li Zhongchen walked out of the bathroom, he only tied a bath towel under his waist, and his upper body was exposed in the misty hot air. He is sturdy, with tight six-pack abs, and a net height of 1.87 meters. Some people always mistakenly believe that he is from the north.

But in fact, his hometown is indeed in the south of the coast, a remote town near the forest and the sea.

Li Zhongchen's semi-damp hair was swept back, his silhouette was deep, his nose was pierced, and he had a different kind of sexy when he was silent, and he was very deterrent.

The room is small, single room. Since the day he officially joined the SVG club, he has lived in this space, and his youthful blood and sweat have been stored for seven years.

Until this year, he will be twenty-four years old after his birthday.

Thinking of this, Li Zhongchen habitually glanced at the bottles and cans on the floor-to-ceiling small refrigerator.

There are more than ten kinds of foreign brands of soft candies and hard candies. They are colorful, and the most commonly eaten jar has already seen the bottom. It is really unpalatable but has never touched it, but he is reluctant to throw it away.

Qiao Yan bought these for him before, and he had lost it, so he could only look for it again with great effort.

In the past, when he went abroad to compete, Qiao Yan always brought back sugar cans from the local market for Li Zhongchen when he went to different countries. They are all niche non-imported snacks, and you may not be able to buy them when you find them.

Children who grew up abroad always have an obsession with sweets: sweet and sweet, they will reap happiness and happiness after eating them.

How did he deal with those sugar bowls at the time? Li Zhongchen thought in a daze, it seemed that he had thrown it all at his brother, or he was lying in an inconspicuous corner, and he wouldn't remember it when it expired.

He used to be addicted to alcohol and tobacco, and the place he went to most often was a bar. When he was desperate, he only slept for four hours a day. He was young and arrogant, but Ai Qiaoyan couldn't understand why the other party insisted on giving him sugar cans.

Today, he uses warm water with wolfberry, relies on sugar to quit smoking and drinking, maintains fitness, and doesn't often stay up late.

Some people guessed that his body couldn't handle the previous way of living, but it was not at all. He just didn't want or dared to touch those things again after Qiao Yan left.

"Why did you agree to what I said to you? You can forget it as soon as you turn around." Qiao Yan's eyes were red as he parted from the previous quarrel, and his emotions collapsed in the smoke he exhaled. "You keep saying love. I said that I knew that I was doing it for you, then do you know that if you continue to fight in the national tournament, your hand will really be useless."

"Li Zhongchen, do you really still love me? It's just that you can't separate from me after getting used to it."

At that time, Li Zhongchen's eyes flashed in panic, his chest was aching, and he wondered how could I not love you, baby. From meeting you when I was fifteen years old to having you after the reunion, my dad fell asleep for nearly ten years, the smell of disinfectant from the hospital was pungent, until the last moment before my death, you were with me.

You who only act like a baby to me, put your arms around me and pout to kiss, and you are willing to give me anything. I only have you from beginning to end, how could I not love you.

He clearly thinks so, but he will never care when he speaks: "Whatever you think."

Immediately, that good-looking face was aggrieved, sorrowful, and filled with sorrow.

The eye waves are flowing like water, the eyebrows look like looking into the distant mountains, and the beauty of bones and gentleness is concentrated on that face. That is Li Zhongchen's favorite lover, who is afraid of being crushed even if touched. But at that time, because of his words, tears fell on that face.

He said: "I don't want to quarrel with you anymore, really, too tired. What other people say has nothing to do with me, but I just want to know whether you care about me."

He also said: "We can't love each other well, so just let each other go."

I was really tired at that time.

Various external and internal pressures cannot be added, not just these two small things. Getting along with Qiao Yang was filled with the smell of fire and medicine. The frequency of quarrels made each other physically and mentally exhausted. Li Zhongchen didn't even say anything to recover. Qiao Yang had already withdrawn from all this.

Later, he was in a daze for a long time. He had to smoke two or three packs of cigarettes every day. He vomited after drinking alcohol, and his tears followed the vomiting method, and he still had to continue drinking. The people around him were all afraid of him, and even worried that he would behave unimaginably.

Until he woke up, he realized that he had completely lost Qiao Yan-

Li Zhongchen also intends to let him go.

19:52.

Zheng Xiaokui hugged the laptop and rushed to the door, and knocked at the door: "Master! Master! I am here!"

"..." Li Zhongchen opened the door, and he had just put on a hooded sweater with his gloves, thinking that he would have to wait for the little apprentice to come. At this moment, condescendingly looked at Zheng Xiaokui who was out of breath, as if making a special deal, "I brought everything I want?"

"Bring it!" Zheng Xiaokui stuffed his computer bag, "Please rest assured, the power-on password has been turned off, I have written all the account passwords required by Xiao Qiao's live broadcast room on post-it notes, one person, one number, please keep it safe. Disciples, I have delivered all my love to you!"

"??" Li Zhongchen asked her to speak well, "You are just lending me your love for your little brother Little Qiao temporarily. Be careful when you speak."

Zheng Xiaokui's eyes dodged, and he hesitated: "Uh, uh...Almost! I am not very good at Chinese, but mathematics, physics and chemistry can be ranked in the top 100."

"It's worthy of praise and good training." Li Zhongchen wanted to send people away when he achieved his goal.

"Good! Anyway, the training can't keep up with the live broadcast. I can only wait for the recording." Zheng Xiaokui has no complaints. "By the way, Master, I still have several thousand in my balance. I can give Little Qiao brother a yacht rocket. I will remember later. Brush it for me! I want to spend money on Brother Little Qiao!"

"..." Li Zhongchen thought, Qiao Ye doesn't lack your thousands of dollars. You should save some snacks and cosmetics for yourself from your little girl's house, just urging, "Don't worry, I will give you everything as soon as the broadcast starts. Brushed."

After all, he closed the door.

The footsteps gradually stopped, but Zheng Xiaokui's loud voice shook his forehead.

Li Zhongchen realized with hindsight that he should let this girl keep her voice down, otherwise it would be troublesome to hear it to the people in the next room. Yao and the others are all waiting to see a good show, and he has to be shameless.

But after thinking about it, Qiao Yan must be blamed for this.

Hell, tonight’s live broadcast without a fan account of the MW Club can’t get in. It’s really abnormal. Li Zhongchen can’t think of the motivation for this.

He opened a box of fresh fruit slices and sat cross-legged on a soft floor mat, with his laptop resting on his lap. Enter the account password and log in to the live broadcast room——

The game screen has been displayed to the hero selection interface, it is estimated that it is being debugged.

"can you hear?"

Qiao Yan didn't show his face for the time being, and could only see his hands with white and red wrists, slender and skinny.

[Oooooooo Joe Joe qwq! ! Miss you miss you miss me! My blonde Jojo! ! ]

[Brother Xiao Qiao~It's been a long time since I saw the duck~]

[Welcome back, brother Xiao Qiao! ! Finally, it's not English! ]

[Baby Joe Joe drink plenty of water, I feel a little dumb in my throat]

"..." Li Zhongchen, who hasn't watched game live broadcasts for many years, was a bit confused. The screen was swiped too fast, and his eyes were dizzy. He didn't feel that way when he started broadcasting.

At this time, Qiao Yan spoke again.

His voice is clear: "I miss everyone too, I thought there would not be so many people coming to the live broadcast room."

[Jojo, please don't doubt your charm! ]

[QAQ is impossible to drop! It's impossible in this life not to watch Xiao Qiao's brother live! ]

[Weak to say, can you not host the special host today? Of course it's just a small suggestion~]

[When will Little Qiao show his face, the male fans can't wait ^^]

It was all soft and caring speeches from fans. It was a world apart from his hot live broadcast room. It seems that the benefits of setting permissions in the live broadcast room are waiting here.

Li Zhongchen forked a piece of cantaloupe and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't see the expression.

Until then, the unknown netizen who claimed to be a male fan brushed fifty-two rockets in one go.

So I didn't leave the sixth meaning. This chapter id is so shameful and suffocating.

At this time, the camera was adjusted, and Qiao Yan's ice face suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

The bones are soft, the tail of the eyes does not contain evil, and the tear moles are abstinent. This look is used to blow the idols of the entertainment industry, or the actor who packs the cold and set people are very popular.

Just inadvertently glanced at the screen, but was hitting Li Zhongchen's pupils.

Li Zhongchen was stunned and short of breath. He was about to break through his sanity. He just wanted to press Qiao Yan severely under his body until the other party could not make a sound, but he couldn't do anything except peek through the screen.

When the match is pressed, the game is loading.

Qiao Yan's face is always the same, but his voice is warm: "Thank you, but don't spend money on gifts. After the account shows that underage children are downloaded, I will return the gifts."

Listen to these words.

Li Zhongchen watched the other party enter the game, and he was really the lifeblood nurse.

"..." He was in a daze for a long time before he sighed in resignation.

[Sorry, this girlfriend fan sister, can you even take care of me? Nothing but you can blow Joe God's rainbow fart with you! I can say as many sentences as you want! ]

Li Zhongchen vomited. He was just afraid that Zheng Xiaokui's balance would be insufficient, so he charged hundreds of thousands in it.

But why didn't notice that this id is so shameful and suffocating.

At this time, the camera was adjusted, and Qiao Yan's ice face suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

The bones are soft, the tails of the eyes do not contain evil, and the tear moles are abstinent. This looks is used to blow the top idols in the entertainment industry, or the actor who packs the cold and set people are very popular.

Just inadvertently glanced at the screen, but was hitting Li Zhongchen's pupils.

Li Zhongchen was stunned and short of breath. He was about to break through his sanity. He just wanted to press Qiao Yan severely under his body until the other party could not make a sound, but he couldn't do anything except peek through the screen.

When the match is pressed, the game is loading.

Qiao Yan's face is always the same, but his voice is warm: "Thank you, but don't spend money on gifts. After the account shows that underage children are downloaded, I will return the gifts."

Listen to these words.

Li Zhongchen watched the other party enter the game, and he was really the lifeblood nurse.

"..." He was in a daze for a long time before he sighed in resignation.