Ning Meng didn't even see the person on the sofa, went directly upstairs, and continued to speak to WeChat while walking: "Moreover, my grandfather and me are heart-shaped, you are drop-shaped, do you understand?"

After finishing talking, put down the phone and go directly to the bedroom.

Huo Beichen: ...

He lowered his eyes and looked at the crystal in his hand.

Heart-shaped.

The ice and snow between Meiyu gradually melted, but suddenly froze.

Why does he care so much about a keychain?

-

It was already 8:40, and Ning Meng thought that Huo Beichen was in the study and did not pay attention.

She put the mousse cake on the side, just changed her pajamas, washed her face, and the WeChat voice of the little milk dog came over.

This room has good sound insulation. Moreover, Huo Beichen has never been to her, and Ning Meng answered it with confidence.

"Sister, have you switched on?"

Ning Meng opened the computer that had been dust-proof for a long time.

There is no need to ask them what they are playing. There is only one game on the interface: Jedi Survival.

Her eyes light up in one stroke.

This game, she will!

In reality, because there are no friends and entertainment, she is tired of painting. Her only pastime is playing games.

However, why did she always feel something in her mind, did not remember it...

Ning Meng opened the game and found that her game name was Lemon Not Sour.

As soon as you log in, a message is displayed on the interface: [Your friend God invites you to qualify for a double match.

Ning Meng's brain exploded at once.

God...god!!

No wonder when she saw the WeChat name of the little milk dog, she felt a little familiar. Isn't this the future god of e-sports?!

She remembers very clearly that in the original book, Jedi Survival later found Su Tiantian an endorsement, so Su Tiantian paid attention to the e-sports circle.

At that time, God was already a legend.Leading the team of Huaxia, entered the World Championship, and won the championship!

"Sister? Agree?"

In the voice message, the voice of the little milk dog passed on again.

Ning Meng: ...

She had no way to associate such a soft person with that legend.

Ning Meng twitched, agreed, and asked, "God, is there anyone looking for you to play in the club?"

God laughed: "There used to be many."

Ning Meng caught the sensitive word, "What about now?"

god didn't talk.

But there was a roommate next to him, sneering: "Of course there are no more now. God double row with you, a woman who is behind you, and the national ranking has fallen to a thousand!"

Ning Meng:??

So, the original body dragged him down?

God hurriedly said: "Don't talk, I will!"

Come to comfort her again: "Sister, don't listen to his nonsense, you are playing hard."

Ning Meng: ...

She doesn't know if the original body will play, but she is quite powerful.

Ning Meng rubbed his wrist and said aggressively, "God, my sister will fly you tonight."

"Big shit, a woman who can't tell the difference between sniper and submachine guns. Do you want to take god to the North Pole to watch the meteor shower?"

Ning Meng:??

She was about to reply a few words, but the door was suddenly knocked.

Immediately, Huo Beichen pushed the door and walked in: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow..."

At the same time, in Ning Meng's mobile phone, the little dog also said: "I am willing to accompany my sister to watch the meteor shower, you shut up!"

After the two sides finished speaking, it was a meal.

Huo Beichen's eyes were fixed on Ning Meng's mobile phone.

Then, he and the little dog asked at the same time:

"Who is he?"

"Who is he?"

Ning Meng:???