"It's alright, you don't need to look for me."
Han Lingxi quickly said.
Chongrang: ?
As Chong Rang was wondering, he suddenly heard the laughter of his two comrades through his earpiece. After glancing at the notification on the screen, Chong Rang discovered that Han Lingxi was actually dead.
"Sorry, I can't beat them."
Han Lingxi said softly.
Chong Rang only noticed the word "们" in Han Lingxi's words. They were participating in a four-person team mode, and the "们" that Han Lingxi was referring to probably meant four people. Chong Rang really wanted to pry open Han Lingxi's head to see what was inside. Instead of running away from so many people, she actually dared to go up and fight them with her fists.
Then, over the next two hours, Chong showed the three of them Han Lingxi all sorts of ways to die. No matter what, she could be eliminated within two minutes. At first, Barton and Huaxin were joking and laughing, but later they were left with only helplessness.
God knows why the three of them charged ahead while Han Lingxi hid behind them, yet the enemy's bullets were able to accurately bypass them and hit Han Lingxi.
Chongrang felt his worldview had been turned upside down. What happened to the rule that spirits were not allowed after the founding of the People's Republic of China? 911, quickly arrest this box spirit!
Fortunately, it was just a game, and everyone was just having fun. No one blamed Han Lingxi for dragging the team down. Moreover, Chong had the three of them with good skills, so even with Han Lingxi as a burden, they were still able to get first place.
It was already 1 a.m. when she logged off. Han Lingxi had a feeling she would open her eyes with huge dark circles tomorrow, but since it was the weekend, she should be able to sleep in and make up for it.
Unfortunately, Han Lingxi's wonderful plan was shattered once again. The next morning, Han Lingxi had to get up under the double torment of the doorbell and cell phone ringing.
She opened the door, still grumpy from waking up, and glared at Chong Rang outside. His handsome appearance made Han Lingxi want to stick out her fangs and bite him hard.
"So early? Are you trying to kill me?"
Han Lingxi complained.
"I made a point of setting aside time today to move, here are the keys."
Chongrang stretched out his hand and said to Han Lingxi.
Han Lingxi then remembered that Chong Rang, who was still starting his business, did not have any holidays. She silently lit a candle for him and instantly felt much more at ease.
Han Lingxi rolled her eyes at Chong Rang and reluctantly went to the mailbox by the door to get the key that had just arrived that morning.
"Give."
Han Lingxi threw the envelope into Chong Rang's hand, then turned to close the door. At this point, she should still be able to go back to sleep for a while.
In a daze, Han Lingxi pushed the door but found it wouldn't budge. Her gaze shifted upwards, and sure enough, she saw Chong Rang's hand blocking the door.
What are you doing?
Han Lingxi looked at Chong Rang with dissatisfaction.
"Don't you need to move with us?"
Chong Rang looked at Han Lingxi speechlessly, his eyes conveying, "I can't understand the thought process of these low-IQ creatures."
Chong Rang's gaze provoked Han Lingxi: "You're the low-IQ creature, your whole family are low-IQ creatures."
"Brother, what does your moving have to do with me?"
Han Lingxi returned Chong Rang's look with a disdainful gaze.
"Since we've announced it's a place we both live in, what if your parents or my parents come to visit and realize I'm the only one living here..."
Chongrang didn't finish his sentence, but just looked at Han Lingxi meaningfully.
Han Lingxi immediately understood. Chong Rang meant that she should pack some clothes and toiletries and move over so that others could immediately tell that two people were living there.
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