Chi Xiaonian called him a few times without responding, only hearing the quiet and subtle breathing in the room.

So she whispered good night, hung up the phone, got up and went back to sleep.

After a few days of rest, the final list of the KPL Star Tournament was finally confirmed. Lu Yan is the most popular every year, with the God of Light following closely, followed by ten kills, Xu Lang and other signature players of other teams.

What shocked the concession is that she was actually selected.

When she received this news, she looked sad and said, "Maybe this is the legendary black fan and a fan."

What's more subtle is that she and Lu Yan are in two camps. She is led by the God of Light, plus she and Shik and two popular stars invited by the match.

The opposite side is led by Lu Yan, plus Xu Lang, Baozi, Lin Yousi and another popular star.

Seeing this, she had to sigh, the match team really knows how to play, is it clear that she wants to watch domestic violence?

He Xiaopang told the truth in one sentence: "I think it's the netizens who want to see you jealous and fight against the piano."

Jiang Jiang patted her on the shoulder, "Come on, Brother Bu, I will always support you."

Breaking: "You don't have to be afraid of losing a fight. At worst, we will help you hold down the man surnamed Lu when you come back from the game. Just go on, and the police will say you are forced when you come."

Lai Fu touched his chin, "Since you can't get it, then you will ruin him?"

Captain Lu, who was arranged clearly, crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa, without any victim at all. Instead, he looked at Bu Yao with a smile: "I am a simple person. If you act like a hooligan to me, I will obey you."

Bu Yao: "..." What do you mean by this?

On the morning of the competition, Bu Yao was awakened by the pain of her lower abdomen, and she ran to the bathroom in a daze and found that her aunt was coming.

In his sleep, Lu Yan felt that the weight on his arm was gone, and he just touched it and found that the people around him were missing.

He opened his eyes blankly and saw Bu Yao sitting on the feet of the bed with his hands on his knees, with a painful look on his face... Bah, a menstrual pain on his face.

"What's wrong, my dear?" He sat down facing her and pulled her face, "Are you unhappy early in the morning?"

Bu Yao looked sad, "Auntie is here."

Then she heard him answer quietly: "If you don't come, something will happen."

Bu Yao: "…"

She raised her leg and kicked him, "You don't understand!"

Perhaps she was brainwashed by the bloody drama that He Xiaopang and the others had the illusion that she wanted to fight with Lin Yousi. The arrival of this aunt was like dying before she could get off the train, and before the car could drive, she had a tire, and she hadn't seen anyone, she was ill first.

It’s too late to hurt, so how can I still have time to care about what I have?

"I understand." Lu Yan rubbed her head, "Don't you just want to declare sovereignty? I have a better way, do you want to try it?"

"What's the solution?" Bu Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

I saw him pulling his belt and his white bathrobe scattered, and the white bathrobe slid down with his body, layered with fabrics piled up around his thin waist. Bu Yao's eyes unconsciously moved up with his abdominal muscles, and he felt that the lines in his body were sophisticated and without losing strength, which made people...the bloodlines burst out.

But the man leaned back coquettishly, looked at her with a look of disgust, and smiled with a rippling face: "That who turned me into you, put a blue-purple seal on me."
Chapter completed!