Lu Xingyun suppressed a laugh and patted Fang Zhiyou on the shoulder: "Young Master Leng."
What kind of weird title is "Young Master Leng"? The group glanced over at him.
Yuan Qingli was the first to realize that this was the name of the "Funeral Love Family".
Lu Xingyun: "I think this name suits him quite well. It matches his temperament very well."
Those who know, know.
Fang Zhiyou carefully considered the title and surprisingly accepted it peacefully. He even showed a touch of humility, saying, "I come from a poor family and don't deserve this title."
“What’s there to take responsibility for? I used to be known as Young Master Lu because I had a grand entrance when I went out, but those empty titles were all given to me by my parents.”
"Young Master Leng, just because of that, we're friends now. I'll show you the real excavator tomorrow."
"I guarantee you'll fall in love with it after you see it. That thing is a man's childhood dream and his lifelong passion."
Yuan Qingli sighed, "I really don't understand boys' friendships."
However, Lu Xingyun is right. Boys have an innate fascination with construction vehicles. They can go without food or drink and watch the digging all day long. They are truly amazing creatures.
Wen Yuning was unwilling to accept this result. She looked as if a dark cloud had fallen over her, and she lowered her head and sighed inwardly.
Bo Zijin's expression was cold, and her tone was equally indifferent, clearly mocking her: "Where is your butler? Isn't he going to help you now? She's just a pampered young lady, what use is she now? Still thinking of relying on others?"
Yuan Qingli paused in her preparation to go back to her room to rest, and then lowered her slightly raised buttocks back down.
"you!"
Warm taro can relieve qi stagnation.
Provoked by Bo Zijin's provocation, she stomped her foot and glared angrily at him: "Bo Zijin, although I have been pampered since childhood, I am not a girl who can't even kill a chicken. So what if I operate an excavator? It's not like anyone can't do it. I'm just afraid of getting dirty!"
"Really? Can you turn it on or just kill a chicken? I'm kind of looking forward to it."
“You…you…” Wen Yuning was speechless with anger and turned to go upstairs.
Bo Zijin glanced at the girl's back, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Turning her head again, she saw Yuan Qingli looking at her, and Bo Zijin's gaze turned cold: "Still haunting me."
"..."
Yuan Qingli once again captured the expression of the old man on the subway looking at his phone.
She was completely baffled. She hadn't really offended Bo Zijin at all, had she?
Why does this guy always seem so hostile towards her?
Previously, she suspected that Lu Xingyun had not only bound herself to him as a teammate, but also to Bo Zijin.
Otherwise, why would they meet again in this instance?
With over 100,000 players, how could they possibly all coincidentally enter the same instance?
Twice.
The probability of this is extremely low.
Since we're all teammates, and we'll be going to continue this journey together in future dungeons, we absolutely must understand each other.
Thinking this, Yuan Qingli asked.
"President, this is only our second meeting. Do we have some kind of grudge from a past life? Why don't you just say so? Or is there something wrong with your eyes? You glare at me the moment you see me?"
Bo Zijin, who is usually quick-witted, did not respond immediately.
His deep gaze fell on Yuan Qingli's face, his dark eyes churning with emotion.
After a long pause, he finally spoke.
"You look a lot like my ex-girlfriend."
"Whoa—" the two onlookers exclaimed.
This time, even the cold-hearted young master who was obsessed with funerals craned his neck, looking like he was watching a melon seed at the village entrance.
It seems that men are not only fascinated by construction vehicles, but also equally interested in gossip about men and women.
"Where do they look alike?" Yuan Qingli glared at the two of them.
"name."
“You have that serious illness!” Yuan Qingli punched him.
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