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    date="2021-10-19"

    title="Chapter 33"

    weight="141058"

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

    mode = "manual"

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    The strength of the grip on the wrist became stronger, but it was restrained and would not hurt Qiao Yan.

    The two of them stared at each other, and in silence they could only wait for who to admit defeat first.

    "...You, what do you want me to do to stay?" Qiao Yan really lived up to expectations, and said softly, "A lot of things are still waiting for me to deal with. I was with you just now, and it has been inconvenient to answer the phone."

    Li Zhongchen's eyes are piercing: "Is everything trouble you? What does Ni Naru do for the golden master?!"

    "They have helped me a lot, can you stop using this tone?" Qiao Yan's face condensed, "Let me loose your hand."

    "..." Li Zhongchen was blocked and speechless, "I was wrong, sorry."

    But that's the case, Li Zhongchen still didn't want to let Qiao Yan go.

    He sat on the bed halfway, and said softly: "You stay, calling now will not affect me. Besides, I have been asleep for so long, and I have no idea what is going on online."

    Qiao Yan rubbed his eyebrows with his other hand: "Just like that, I know you are for my good, but Little Ni and her partner will also find a way."

    Talk about it.

    Qiao Yan handed the mobile phone to Li Zhongchen and said, "See it for yourself."

    "Okay." Then, Li Zhongchen gently pulled La Qiaoyan's hand and motioned for the other person to sit on the bed.

    The latter didn't squeeze, and sat down while taking out the cigarette, staring at the wooden floor with some confusion while waiting for Li Zhongchen to ask questions.

    "..." But when the crisp sound of the lighter sounded, Li Zhongchen raised his eyes again with his eyebrows, "Why did you smoke again?"

    Qiao Yan told him to stop talking nonsense: "Chip, why are you so troublesome."

    Maybe he was aware of Qiao Yan's impatience.

    Li Zhongchen didn't dare to talk too much, he patiently slid across the phone interface quickly, and figured out what the situation is now.

    ——Hot search was withdrawn, and it is reasonable to clarify Bo. It must be the credit of the gold master Ni Naru; the MW club responded that all this has nothing to do with them and there is no reason to harm Qiao Yan.

    No matter what, the heat is down.

    The MW Club has lost its convincing power due to the previous signing dispute, and over 80% of passers-by are speaking for Qiao Yan.

    "Even if Yu Wen is really messing around behind his back, you don't have to go face-to-face with him," Qiao Yan said softly. "His black material can be washed and cannot be washed off. It has something to do with him, and it is dirty for no reason. Lost myself."

    Li Zhongchen returned the phone to him and said without a tone: "Is it too late no matter what I do?"

    Look up.

    Qiao Yan never said a word, and the room was filled with an aura of embarrassment.

    "I know that the rift between us is difficult to make up, and that you really planned to abandon me," Li Zhongchen said, his head dizzy, "What about now? What is it with you sitting next to me? Thought?"

    Qiao Yan was forced back by his unconcealed gaze.

    It's ashamed to be naked in the air as if the thoughts were forcibly peeled away.

    "I……"

    But Qiao Yan's head was buzzing, and it was difficult to organize language.

    It was also at this time that Li Zhongchen squeezed his smoke out, fished the slender waist with a powerful arm, and brought the person forward, while Qiao Yan almost fell into his arms.

    "This year and a half...how did you solve it?" Li Zhongchen asked breathlessly, "Did you try to meet new people? Or did you get it out while thinking about me?"

    Qiao Yan backed back instinctively, and then the back of his neck was flushed: "You!"

    "There is no way to try to fall in love with someone else? Coincidentally, so am I." Li Zhongchen's back was sweating a lot, his palm was on the back of Qiao Yang's head, forcing the other person to look up at him, and his tone revealed too much noness. Reconciled, "You can lie to me. It's even easier to say something that irritates me, but can you lie to yourself, Qiao Yang, I don't believe you can forget me."

    Qiao Yang's eyes hurriedly avoided.

    His breathing was extremely unstable, and he tried to break free, but helplessly, he only let his long front hair hang down to cover his eyes.

    Li Zhongchen didn’t want his life to continue and said, “You don’t even know how I came here. I’m just like abstinence, and I’m just about to become a Buddha. Willingly."

    "..." Qiao Yan scolded him, "Are you crazy?!"

    "Just treat me as if I'm sick. Only you can cure my illness." Li Zhongchen made no secret. "You don't know how much I want to make you cry. Just like before, I move your waist and tremble with it. Every time I bully you, I feel like an unforgivable bad guy."

    Li Zhongchen was talking.

    It was obviously pornographic, but suddenly it was so bitter that he was speechless. He was about to cry when he saw Qiao Yan biting his lower lip with his own eyes.

    "But I love you so much. How dare I mention this to you? If we are really like that, we are completely over," Li Zhongchen stepped forward and gently kissed his forehead, his tone full of endless gentleness. "I just want to fix those bad things in the past and treat you well in the future. You see, seven or eight years have passed so soon..."

    "...People have not lived for a few seven or eight years, are you right? Like my parents, my dad spent half of his life paying off the surgery fees for treating my mom's tumor, and then he was replaced by him..."

    Qiao Yang's eyes were red, and he wanted him to stop saying: "Li Zhongchen, don't you mention uncles and aunts."

    "My dad likes you so much, why can't I say it?" But Li Zhongchen sniffed and wanted to say down. "He actually saw it later and didn't tell me too much, so let me take care of it. You take you to play, don't let you come from abroad with great difficulty, always accompany me to the hospital every two days to smell the disinfectant water."

    Too cruel.

    These words both felt like a needle pierced into their hearts, hurting both sides.

    Li Zhongchen managed to squeeze a smile, rubbing his hands on Qiao Yan's face: "Forget it, I don't want to tie you up with these, or... I shouldn't be as bad as before. You can look at me again, okay? Give me another chance."

    Humble or not.

    It's not a word that can be used to measure their relationship at all.

    Qiao Yan almost staggered out of Li Zhongchen's dormitory.

    After half a day, Li Zhongchen changed his clothes and resumed training, but he couldn't meet Qiao Yan.

    He didn't know until later.

    In order to hide from himself, Qiao Yan ran to the rookie team to find Zheng Xiaokui to practice.

    ——Qiao Yan is thin-skinned and can't stand other people blowing rainbow farts. The usual flattery to Zheng Xiaokui can be said to be avoided. One can imagine how embarrassed he is and how much he doesn't want to contact himself.

    A lot of things happened on this day.

    The voting deadline for youth has e-sports. With their own popularity and the blessing of CP votes, Li Zhongchen and Qiao Ye are ranked first and second, and the third is Luo Yuji, who is only less than 10,000 votes behind them.

    Yao Tong was shocked: "This surname Luo is such a cow?! I thought he would beat soy sauce."

    Li Zhongchen was also surprised: "He seems to... a lot of fans?"

    "Right," Yao Tong thought of something, "Luo Yuji still pays attention to my Weibo."

    "???"

    "Hurt, don't care about him, I guess he slipped his hands and was blinded by his red-haired handsome man."

    "..."

    In short, the ceremony of the popularity ceremony will be this weekend.

    It will be a great day to collide head-on with the two former European service bosses of MW.

    And Li Zhongchen received a call in the evening

    The caller was a clerk in a private tailoring studio for high-end suits. She told Li Zhongchen that the suits that had been customized according to body shape and size had already been prepared, and asked him when to pick them up.

    Li Zhongchen thought that the other party had made the wrong call.

    But the clerk surely said: "You are Mr. Li Zhongchen, right? It is indeed made for you. The payer's surname is Joe. It should be your friend."

    Li Zhongchen was taken aback for a moment before he said, "I'm sorry, that is indeed mine."

    Later, he thought for a long time, if he had to search for an answer

    Probably because this was his first public appearance after his comeback, and it was also a formal ceremony, Qiao Yan gave him a new suit, and he heard that the clerk said it was made with materials imported from Milan, which gave him a lot of face.

    They broke up.

    But it looks like when they are still together, there is only each other in the center of their eyes.

    Probably sleep a lot during the day.

    Li Zhongchen didn't feel sleepy in the early morning. He left the dormitory and wanted to smoke a cigarette on the balcony at the end of the corridor.

    Unexpectedly, saw a thin body from afar, standing upright there, holding the railing in his hands as if he was talking on the phone with a cigarette in his mouth.

    Li Zhongchen knew at a glance that it was Qiao Yan.

    He took his steps and approached slowly.

    When it was less than one meter from Qiao Yan, the other party just hung up, and Xu Shi noticed someone coming behind him, and turned around to look at him.

    "Why don't you sleep so late?" Li Zhongchen's aura was overwhelmingly pressing on Qiao Yan, "I only wore a sweater inside, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

    There was dead silence all around.

    Except for them, there was almost no sound.

    Qiao Yan put his mobile phone in his pocket, facing Li Zhongchen, and sprayed the fragrant smoke on his nose: "The girl from the suit studio called you?"

    The smoke diffused.

    And Li Zhongchen stared at him calmly from start to finish: "Well, thank you."

    It seemed that he didn't expect him to be so silent.

    Qiao Yan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, with thin lips and a smile, and said to Li Zhongchen: "He said that he loved me more in the afternoon, and he changed his face again in the evening. You really belong to you."

    "How smelly your face just after the call, I dare not provoke you," Li Zhongchen couldn't laugh or cry. "Who are you talking on the phone?"

    Qiao Yan said lightly: "Xiao Ni's object."

    The night is as cool as water.

    Qiao Yan's words also carried a cold tone.

    However, Li Zhongchen had not had time to ask more.

    Qiao Yan just put his hand on his shoulder, and then took a step forward, and then gently leaned in and pecked on Li Zhongchen's lips.

    "..." Li Zhongchen's brain crashed instantly. At the position where Qiao Yan's palm was holding, it seemed as if countless electric currents rushed in all directions, and the whole person also softened his legs.

    But Qiao Yan seemed to tease him.

    Moving away, I couldn't help but smile after seeing Li Zhongchen's appearance, and said: "Don't be too serious, I can't be tricked by you every time, go to bed early."

    "..." Before Li Zhongchen could react, Qiao Yan left without looking back.

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