He Xiaopang: "..." Very good, don't want soundproof glass in your life!

Bu Yan lay on the bed toss and turns, but couldn't sleep.

He lied.

【Damn ten kills, that wave of stealing towers is too awesome, I'll boast about ten kills!】

[Didn’t Hero is Bu Yan’s sister? Is it true? You are not lying to us to play, right?]

[Bu Yan, your sister is OK, it's a bit ugly to be tortured by ten kills!]

[If you want to show off, you don’t have to recognize her as your sister. You might as well recognize her as your father if you kill ten times.]

[The only surname is Bu, is your sister? Then my surname is Lu Lushen, not my brother.]

[Let your sister ask me for a ten-kill signature?]

...

The news in the class group kept beating, and it seemed as if a knife was lingering in his heart.

He felt a fire in his heart and began to reply to the message.

[Little Sun Bu Yan: Why is it ugly to be abused? Guan Yu went around in the second game and won’t show up with three kills? In the fifth game, Mulan won’t show up with one block and three defeats? Stop Xiao Qiao won’t show up with one shot? Why do you ignore her efforts because she lost the game? Why did you say that KPL didn’t find you?]

[Since KPL comes to her, she must do it. Everyone is just making a joke. Why are you still angry? Do you want to be so stingy?]

[She has a good idea of ​​showing off her, but she is not a trash in front of my father who kills him ten times.]

[You usually agree with you in the class and you really think of yourself as her brother? You want to show off and be crazy? Isn't it funny?]

[Everyone says less, just watch the game to be happy, don’t hurt the relationship between classmates.]

[Bu Yao is really his sister, I can prove it.]

[You proven it, no one knows that you two grew up wearing pairs of pants. If you show off too much, you will become a delusion. If you have time, go to the hospital to see your brain.]

...

Bu Yan deleted the message and wrote it down, and finally only replied with four words.

[Little Sun Bu Yan: Believe it or not.]

In this Internet era of free speech, everyone has another face on the Internet. Some of them are gentle and quiet in reality, some are wanton and outspoken, some are gentle and honest, and some are arrogant and domineering, but they are all just a group of children who have not experienced the world.

Because they don’t have to be responsible, they are unscrupulous and turn the Internet into an emotional outlet, speaking the vicious words they dare not speak, and showing their ugly faces that they have never shown in front of others.

When he is in a bad mood, he may spit on anything that is not in line with his wishes, but he doesn't have to be responsible anyway.

Bu Yan did not read the news again, but silently clicked on the dialog box of Kaibuya and sent her a message. Even if he cheated her, it would be good.

It was already twelve o'clock when Bu Yao returned to the base. The two of them walked to the door of the room holding hands. Only then did he finally let go reluctantly and whisper: "Give me your phone."

"What are you doing?" Bu Yao took out his cell phone in a daze.

He snatched it and stuffed it into his pants pocket, "confiscated."

"Excuseme? Why?" As a person who doesn't play with mobile phones will die, Bu Yao is a little unacceptable.

Without thinking, she reached into his pants pocket and just touched her phone, and he held it down.

Bu Yao looked up with dissatisfaction and saw his eyebrows curling with his eyes, like a cunning fox, "If you go in a little more, I don't guarantee if you will touch anything."

Bu Yao: What did you touch????????????

What to touch!!!

Bu Yao, who suddenly reacted, was stunned, and his face suddenly became hot and spread to the back of his ears.
Chapter completed!