Wasn't this the same anchor he'd been talking to Que Buyu about? How were they connected? No wonder he'd heard that voice so familiar when he'd been playing games with them.
Thinking back to when he spoke ill of the anchor in front of Que Buyu, it now seemed like Que Buyu was watching his clown-like performance.
Chen Huohuo was extremely ashamed and his face turned ugly. He stared at the face exposed on the mobile phone interface. In the game interface, the assassin controlled by Que Buyu took the initiative to give away his head in order to protect the shooter.
Chen Huohuo was blinded by jealousy. The reason he came to the Renaissance team was to hook up with Que Buyu. As a result, before he could warm Que Buyu's heart, he found out that Que Buyu already had a partner.
It would be fine if he just liked girls, but it turned out that Que Buyu was gay and not interested in him. How could he accept this?
Chen Huohuo watched for a moment, the intimate in-game characters glaring. He exited the livestream, opened WeChat, and placed his fingertips on the profile picture of one of his contacts before clicking inside.
Captain of the Flying Fish Team.
The Flying Fish Team, which won first place in the last finals, was the team he had been on. He admired Que Buyu on the field, so he relied on his connections and his own strength to transfer to the Fuxing Team.
The most painful thing for Que Buyu is that you and your partner are in the same room playing games, but you can't turn on the microphone.
After each game, he would look up from his phone, staring at Chu Yanyan with a gloomy look, venting his depression.
Chu Yanyan noticed his gaze and offered comfort.
The audience in the live broadcast room noticed Chu Yanyan's behavior, and the comment section went crazy. There must be someone in the host's bedroom, but they couldn't see the face.
After the three-hour live broadcast ended, Chu Yanyan turned off the live broadcast, got up from her seat, walked to the bed, and took the initiative to put her arms around the man's neck and kissed him.
Que Buyu was stunned for a moment, and his phone fell on the bed. He grabbed the back of the boy's head, turned over, pushed the boy against the bed, and rubbed his ears against his.
Sweet humming sounds began to be heard in the quiet bedroom.
They work during the day and still have the energy to do that thing after playing games at night. Only the two of them can do that.
After the sweet night, Que Bu Yu was in a good mood and didn't want to get up from bed.
The alarm rang, and before Que Buyu could turn off the ringtone, Chu Yanyan, who was originally sleeping soundly, had already climbed out of bed.
Que Buyu stared at the naked Chu Yanyan without moving his eyes and asked, "Yanyan, where are you going?"
Chu Yanyan supported her aching waist, found her clothes and put them on.
Hearing Que Buyu's question, he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his curly hair, and his eyes were confused. But when he thought about the business, his eyes became much clearer: "Go to the factory."
Que Buyu was helpless, feeling sorry for his little baby: "Okay, I'll go with you later."
"Yeah." Chu Yanyan responded.
After brushing their teeth, washing their faces, and changing their clothes, they went out.
They stayed in the factory all day long. The new factory was built not long ago and there was still a lot of work to do.
By the time I got home, it was already dark.
The night wind blew in through the car window, blowing away the dullness in the car.
"Yanyan." Que Buyu was driving the car and called out to Chu Yanyan as if he had made up his mind.
No response was received.
Que Buyu turned his head to look at the person in the passenger seat and found that the other person had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he slowed down his car.
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