Chapter 247
"Han Duqiu's ears turned around"
"Huh, I knew they wanted to hear it"
Shen Chi adjusted the headphone cable, his brother should be at work at this time, and said boldly: "I met online, he is the first viewer in my live broadcast room, because I play the game well and watch my live broadcast every day, slowly a different feeling."
"Is that so?"
"Daughter-in-law likes to play games well"
"The cub secretly shows his game is good"
"Mingxiu"
"I want to learn to play games too, can you give me a daughter-in-law?"
On the other side of the screen, Yan Xueyiao in the office quietly listened to the boy's words, her pale lips curled into an imperceptible arc.
He has never been interested in games, it is only because of Shen Chi that he will watch the live broadcast and browse topics that he will not touch.
At first, it was just because the little dog was pitiful, and occasionally reached out to touch its furry head, and then wanted to keep him around to take care of him, but now he is only Shen Chi.
*
Shen Chi was training at the base until late at night, and the pace of the season was quietly approaching. The team with the lowest points in the season was in danger of being relegated, and the champion could get tickets for the Berlin Station and have the opportunity to appear at the PGC World Championship.
There is no player who does not want to win tickets to the World Championship, and Shen Chi is no exception. The desire for the championship flows in his blood, and he will shudder with excitement for the trophy.
The time for each match is not long, and the time spent behind it is measured in months. Every accurate shot requires thousands of exercises, and every famous sniper requires thousands of failures.
The pointer on the wall slowly moved towards twelve o'clock. Shen Chi closed the game and prepared to leave the live broadcast. Today's barrage was particularly reluctant.
"Cub is going to get off work"
"I haven't said goodbye to my daughter-in-law yet"
"Want to know if my daughter-in-law is really beautiful"
Seeing the last sentence, Shen Chi turned off the computer, went back to his home phone to start the live broadcast, and walked into the study with his phone.
Yan Xueyiao sat at the desk to approve documents, like a character who came out of an ink painting, with black and clear eyebrows and eyes, a little cold star.
"My daughter-in-law is beautiful"
"I can do this face!"
"Don't give it to me, cub"
"No wonder the brat is willing to get a salary card"
The young man suddenly didn't want to live broadcast, as if his treasures were seen, he turned off the live broadcast and said in a muffled voice, "They all praise you for your good looks."
"You want to shoot yourself."
Yan Xueyiao stared at the young man and guessed Shen Chi's mind completely: "It's quite possessive."
Shen Chi wanted to refute but couldn't refute anything. In high school, his wish was to buy a big house to raise his brother, although now his brother came with the big house.
Suddenly a cold hand wrapped around his waist, he was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window and kissed, the wet ends of his hair hung down on his forehead, and his whole body was tightly pressed against the transparent glass.
Whether it was his illusion or not, the solid glass began to shake lightly or heavily as if it was hit by a blunt blade.
Yan Xueyiao leaned against him behind her, her always cold voice was particularly confusing: "I'm yours."
Chapter 143
Hearing this sentence, Shen Chi shuddered slightly, and subconsciously unfolded his body, the temperature on his skin was as hot as ivory-colored cream, and there was a sweet smell during the squeeze.
The ink-colored tattoos were attached to his smooth back, and the knuckles he pressed against the glass turned white, and the ferocious láng dog on the field turned into a whimpering puppy.
A dense mist rose from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the shape was traced out with strokes like danqing, down to the depth of his waist.
Shen Chi was held on the bed and fell asleep, grabbing Yan Xueyiao's collar when she was sleeping, as if she was holding her belongings.
Yan Xueyiao let the little dog hold on to her clothes and kissed the mole on her collarbone: "Good night."
The eyelashes on the boy's eyelids trembled, he had a good dream, dragged the young man in a white shirt back to his mountain, and gave a lot of small fish he had saved as a dowry.
*
Ji Shu woke up in the morning sweating profusely. In the dream, he was detained in an unfamiliar detention center, wearing a white pinstriped prison uniform with a dazed eye.
He felt that his life was over, his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, and the friends around him cut off contacts intentionally or unintentionally. He didn't know who to turn to for help, but he could only come to Mrs. Shen's newly rented house.
Although it is a newly rented house, it is not much better than the rented basement. There is no lighting on all sides, and the ceiling has skylights.
However, the top of the wall was scorched black by the smoke of oil, and the smell of smoke from the gutter revealed. Ji Shu walked into the door and murmured his lips: "I..."
Mrs. Shen packed up the room and said impatiently, "If you have time to stand here, you don't have time to work? You can't stand on the table when you are timid."
Ji Shu stopped what he was about to say, holding his hands for a long time without speaking.
Mrs. Shen rolled her eyes at him: "Looking like someone owes you with a bitter face all day, Shen Chi won't be like you, it's cold and I don't know if the child has any clothes on, but unfortunately I can't knit a sweater. If only his grandmother was still alive, she must be able to knit better than the mall."
Ji Shu suddenly felt ridiculous listening to Mrs. Shen's ramble.
In the past, Mrs. Shen loved and ignored the old Mrs. Shen, and she disliked Shen Chi's cold temper and poor grades. Now she seems to be a changed person all the time talking about Shen Chi's good, no matter who can hear the deep regret in their bones.
He turned around and left the small rental house, biting his lip and calling Ji's father
After a while, Dad Ji's concerned voice came: "Xiao Shu, did something happen?"