Chapter 1947 The E-Sports God Lives in My House (Eight)
Remember for a second【】
Xiao Yan, who was just annoyed by what he had just blurted out, frowned slightly, but did not refuse in the end.
It may be because of the cold, the reaction speed is not as fast as usual, and it is a little slow.
Otherwise, I wouldn't ask the question about the signature inexplicably, and I really signed the signature obediently.
This is the first time he has signed autographs for fans, and he asked for it first.
In the past, it would have been something that would have been ignored at all.
Gee,
Something is wrong.
He picked up the pen, leaned over slightly, and signed a name on the girl's collar, stroke by stroke.
Because of the signature,
The distance between the two of them is very close, the boy's eyebrows and eyes are lazy, a little absent-minded, when he lowers his eyes, he can clearly see that the girl's eyelashes are very long and her collarbone is very white.
Xiao Yan, who realized what he was thinking about, paused at his fingertips. He quickly signed his name, backed away silently, and stretched out his hand to lift his collar.
The girl clearly signed a name at the collarbone, and the handwriting was elegant and sharp. Looking at the handwriting, you could imagine the arrogant and lazy appearance of the owner of the word.
"Okay." The boy said slowly.
"Thank you." Ranbai thanked with a smile.
Xiao Yan pursed his lips, and gave a low hum, with a nasal sound that he didn't wake up from.
"Let's go." Xiao Yan said lazily. At the door, he thought of something, he paused, turned to look at her, and his voice was sloppy, "Don't bring boys back casually in the future. Fan idols won't work either, it's not safe. "
Ranbai blinked and smiled, "Not safe? Does it include you?"
Xiao Yan glanced at her.
The young man was standing there with his pockets in his pockets, with a slender figure and a lazy aura. He was born with an arrogant and undisciplined aura, a bit fierce.
"I don't count," he said.
"Well, I know, after all, I'm your fan." Ranbai said with a light cough.
Seal "..."
If you don't know the host, you don't know the official match at all,
I almost believed it.
The boy in the black trench coat raised his dark and delicate brows, did not speak, just held the black umbrella, pushed the door out, and closed the door by the way, leaving only a lazy sentence "No need to send it."
Xiao Yan took a taxi back to the club by himself.
The members of the ahv team are almost all in the lobby,
When Shangdan Guomao saw the boy for the first time, he hurried over, took the umbrella in the boy's hand, and complained, "Captain, why are you going out so late, the cold isn't cured yet."
Xiao Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Shangdan Guo Mao instantly shut up.
Guomao is the youngest member of the ahv team, with a face of Zhengtai in the sky, it looks white, tender and delicious, just cute.
Xiao Yan clasped the brim of his black hat with one hand, took off his mask carelessly, and threw it aside, revealing the face of a young, handsome and evildoer. , simply stunning.
The sense of youth is very strong, young and handsome indifferent.
Rao was used to seeing Xiao Yan's stunning appearance, but Guo Mao couldn't help smacking his tongue.
Is this guy born a monster? What do you look so good looking for.
If he were a woman, he wouldn't be able to hold back.
The young man glanced over at Liangliang, and said casually, "Give you three minutes to prepare and continue training."
The fruit cat that got it wailed for a while, "No, Captain, it's so late, we still need to train."
Xiao Yan smiled, "Why, do you have an opinion?"
Fruit cat "..."
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