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date="2021-10-19"

title="78.Chapter 78"

weight="141135"

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

mode = "manual"

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When Qiao Yan woke up, he fished over the phone in a chaotic manner.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and he suddenly realized that he had slept for about four hours, and his stomach was empty. On the contrary, he was so thirsty that he just wanted to pour a few glasses of water.

Qiao Yan looked around. The old phone was fully charged, and the cup filled with water was placed in a position that was not easy to knock over. Li Zhongchen didn't know where to go.

A minute later, Qiao Yan pushed open the door of the second bedroom.

Sure enough, he saw Li Zhongchen, who was attentively facing the screen with headphones, listening to his teammates: "This buddy made a box with my face, come and lick it."

"Baby, I woke up from sleep," Qiao Yan was half awake, eyes like a pool, "Are you hungry?"

It was estimated that it was a stimulating occasion, and Li Zhongchen only hurriedly took a look: "Do you want to eat tomato beef noodle? I will make it after I hit it."

Qiao Yang said, "Let's do it together, let's watch you play for a while."

"Good." Li Zhongchen answered vaguely.

The air conditioner in the room is not turned on high or low, and the winter sunlight penetrates through the white gauze curtain and reflects into the room, giving people a real feeling of warmth.

Qiao Yan approached slowly and sat down on the beanbag sofa. He smelled the mint smell of Japanese cigarettes on the tip of his nose, which was surprisingly light.

Li Zhongchen put out the smoke, and in the game, the assaulter-Guge went straight forward to guide his teammates. Such a high-risk occupation in front of the charge was also considerate and cared about the objects sitting next to him every few seconds.

"Is it thirsty?" "Did I drink the water?" "The heating in this room is not enough, baby you just turn it up."

Qiao Yan, who was checking his old phone from time to time, said with a smile, "You can concentrate on it."

This comfortable relationship lasted about ten minutes.

Until Brother Gou put a gun on his face again, Li Zhongchen sprayed a box essence directly with an Eva8. After the player died, he chose to watch and reminded him kindly.

[DIDINMD]: Echo?

[DIDINMD]: Are you on the live broadcast?

"..." Li Zhongchen's heart was stunned, and he was doubtful of life by these two pieces of news.

He just woke up like a dream and pressed the button and switched quickly. The webpage of the live broadcast was on the verge of collapse, but everything was thanks to him——

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

[? ? ? ? ? I grass? ? ? ? ]

[? ? EJ cohabitation.avi? ? ? ? Am i dreaming? ? ? ]

[Damn, I'm scared, who called Echo a baby? ? ? ? ]

[? ? ? ? It’s our Qiao Bao, right? ? ? Is it so exciting? ]

[This is not a man-made rollover, this is true love! ! ! ]

[What the hell = = I took a takeaway back, why the screen is full of question marks]

"..." Fuck, I guess I'm used to live broadcasting together on weekdays. Li Zhongchen didn't realize that he was at home today, and he didn't think about what he said. He finished leaking his and Qiao Yan's daily routines.

Fortunately, because the angle is biased to one side, the current live broadcast interface only shows its own face.

However, the security is not complete. The face of Qiao Ye was successfully recorded during the live broadcast. Even more, the content of the speech has become an ironclad evidence. Li Zhongchen's brain is running at high speed, like a person who is on the cusp of a strong wind and waves, the more turbulent his heart is, the more the surface is on the contrary. Stable as Mount Tai.

Li Zhongchen shut down the live broadcast silently, but Yao Tong's voice came from the headphones. His professional qualities would never allow him to leave his teammates, so he bit the bullet and continued to fight.

So when Qiao Yan raised his head, he saw that Li Zhongchen's manipulation of Ge Ge was a bit stiff, crossing the hills and running in circles.

Qiao Yan reminded: "There is a man at the top left holding a sniper, and be eager."

Li Zhongchen: "...Hmm."

"Why does it seem like your hands are trembling," Qiao Yan said again, "I'm nervous when I was taken by Brother A?"

Li Zhongchen's hands were a little trembling, and his heart was beating frighteningly.

He didn't react too aggressively to face the situation, but he couldn't find a good way. He said in a calm tone: "Baby, I forgot about the live broadcast just now."

Qiao Yan's fingertips stuck on the phone screen: "Huh?"

"I was wrong," Li Zhongchen licked his lips, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, "I said that I had a live broadcast just now, but I forgot to broadcast our conversation."

Confirming that there is nothing wrong with his ears, Qiao Yan spoke for a long time: "..."

Li Zhongchenmei said that his name was to appease Qiao Yan's emotions, and he babbled at least a hundred nonsense.

It wasn't until the 101st sentence that Qiao Yan put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes drooped, he held up the glass with thick juice, and took a sip, then raised his bright and clear eyes.

Qiao Yan asked in the softest words: "Is the noodles I made delicious?"

Li Zhongchen was stunned for a moment: "It's delicious, I made it with Grandma Xunzi."

Tomatoes and beef are bought from the convenience supermarket downstairs, not as fresh as those in the vegetable market.

Li Zhongchen had planned to make this meal himself, but he was panicked because of the live broadcast. Qiao Yang was afraid that he would cut his hand or burn it, so he took the initiative to take care of it. Even with ordinary ingredients, the taste can always be made. Got to exceed expectations.

Others may not know, but it is the highest evaluation in Li Zhongchen's mind that the noodles made by Xiao Xun's grandmother have the same taste.

Qiao Yan smiled knowingly: "I still have a talent for cooking, and I only learned a few days from my grandmother."

"That's for sure." Li Zhongchen's mood was infected and relieved a little because of the rare showy and good-will.

But even so, now can sit side by side with Qiao Yan at the table, eating noodles with peace of mind.

It was the tacit understanding of the two of them that they turned their mobile phones into flight mode, for fear that anyone would call, whether it was caring or asking guilt, it might affect the appetite for this meal.

Li Zhongchen is holding the old iPhone 6 with one hand.

When scanning the dazzling array of content in Weibo, his other hand was busy mixing noodles, he was lost in thought and talked unusually few.

Qiao Yan ate noodles and asked, "Is it a big deal?"

Li Zhongchen also couldn't make it clear: "Just like that, it is revealed that the decoration of our two bedrooms is designed with symmetrical design. AI reduction technology can still be used in this aspect."

"What else did you say?" Qiao Yan sighed, "Like my cheating or having an affair, don't let me read it."

Li Zhongchen felt uncomfortable: "I didn't see it, Bao."

"You lied to me."

"..."

Qiao Yan also raised his eyebrows specially: "I am old now, except for a bad game, otherwise my heart can't stand being scolded, and it's too much to be guilty of being chewed."

Li Zhongchen wanted to refute how old he is, he is clearly beautiful and beautiful, and he is 18 years old.

But at this juncture, he couldn't show off, after all, Qiao Yan's worry was not unreasonable, and even justified.

Qiao Yang, who has been engaged as a couple for two years and has always declared Ni Naru to be his fiancée on numerous public occasions, is a non-single professional player in the eyes of the majority of netizens.

Although the voice is not high, Qiao Yan's girlfriend is always jealous when facing Ni Naru.

As for those who knocked on CP, they threatened that their old opponents were old lovers who fell in love and killed each other. Not all of them really regarded Qiao Yan and himself as lovers, but as a bond of friendship or more, irreplaceable. Symbol of the times.

In short, if someone is really holding on to it, Qiao Yan can only be the one who suffers.

Li Zhongchen can figure out how to do this.

He suddenly became uneasy, thinking that now on the Internet, as long as he is labeled as cheating, scumbag, and domestic violence, he can be abused to any extent.

Li Zhongchen stood up abruptly and moved his dining table and chairs backwards, hissing loudly.

Seeing his heroic eyebrows frowned, the word irritability quietly climbed on his face, put down his old mobile phone, and was about to move towards the bedroom, which made Qiao Yan also pale in shock.

"Where to go? There is still such a big bowl," Qiao Yan got up with it, "I'm full?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that what he was talking about was earth-shattering nonsense.

With Li Zhongchen's appetite, eating two bowls is nothing, how could he be full.

Li Zhongchen sighed: "Pharaoh may be mad when calling me now. I'm going to be late, maybe he will solve it for me by himself, so let's talk to Old Wang first, and don't let this make a big deal."

"It's okay, just make a big trouble," but Qiao Yan held his arm and held it down, "the sky is falling, and your wife will help you with it."

"...Baby, do you see what you said was meant to be heard?" These words can be regarded as frightening Li Zhongchen's legs for a while, "be good, let go, what should I do if I hurt you later."

Qiao Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you afraid of being scolded at me?"

Li Zhongchen nodded: "I'm afraid of nothing else, just this."

Seeing him as if his nerves were tense, as if an arrow had to be sent on the string, but when he looked at himself, his cold eyes were full of deep affection and patience.

Qiao Yan suddenly made up his mind, not wanting to toss, and leaned forward.

Li Zhongchen was afraid that he would fall, so he consciously stretched out his hand to support his thin waist.

Qiao Yan panted and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that you don't love me. I think I am not in good shape and have no abdominal muscles." Li Zhongchen almost counted with his fingers, "Do you still want to hear."

Qiao Yan was amused by him: "How many people are greedy with this figure? It's tough."

After all, Qiao Yan really put his hand into his home clothes to wipe the oil on Li Zhongchen's strong abdominal muscles.

After tossing for less than two minutes, he successfully itched Li Zhongchen's acupuncture points. Qiao Yan pressed Li Zhongchen’s earlobe again, and said softly: "Okay, let the flow go. Just tell Brother Wang don’t rush to let the Propaganda Department send it out. Weibo explained, and Little Ni should contact me tonight."

Before Li Zhongchen could react, Qiao Yan smiled and said, "You just listen to me, okay? No matter what the outside world is, we just need to play the game."

Family environment and social environment are the two major factors that make people. The confident and calm Qiao Yan, coupled with this beautiful and attractive face, makes it difficult for Li Zhongchen to look away.

After being soothed, he seemed to have taken Anxin pills. At that moment, Li Zhongchen couldn't say his refusal: "Okay, I'll listen to you."