No. 1782

As a qualified housekeeper, the old man certainly noticed Xue Yaoyao's mood change. He handed over the napkin very considerately, and pushed the dessert that he prepared temporarily forward, and said in a low voice: "The young master's favorite food, paired with lemon tea, will make the lady feel better."

This move made Xue Yaoyao's eyes full of surprise.

Looking up, she met the boy's gentle eyes.

Now she finally knew why the Ninth Palace was so warm. With the old man around, the family education was so subtle.

In fact, what Xue Yaoyao thought was right and wrong.

If the housekeeper knew, he would definitely sigh and say proudly and helplessly: "My young master's gentlemanly demeanor is much better than the men outside, but I clearly taught her a lady's course..."

This is a case of raising a child in the wrong way.

But in the eyes of the housekeeper, his young master has always been a rare treasure in the world.

That's why everything was prepared in detail. When he was wiping the dishes with a white cloth, Lin Feng couldn't help but look over here, because the posture was so graceful. Where did Xiao Heitao dig this person from? So amazing!

Lin Feng is a person who can't hide his words. He always asks directly when he has questions.

After listening to it, Bo Jiu smiled and said, "When I was a child, the housekeeper grandfather was here. I don't have the ability to dig the housekeeper grandfather here."

Who else could it be? Lin Feng was confused after listening. It can't be the Fu family, right?

"By the way." Bo Jiu put down the water cup in his hand and naturally changed the topic: "Brother Mo's hand has been cured. The operation performed by the housekeeper grandfather is now very flexible. It won't hurt when twisting the wrist. You can all rest assured in the future."

This news has not been told to anyone.

At this time, he was released.

Everyone at the table was stunned, and then laughed unconsciously.

Probably too happy.

Bo Jiu knew what they were thinking.

For three years, this person has been playing with a hand injury. For the sake of the overall situation of the Supreme Alliance, he gave up his best jungle position and could not invade the enemy's jungle area at will.

Perhaps it was because he was worried that the old injury would relapse at a critical moment and he would lose the game.

He knew that the Supreme Alliance could not do without him, so even if the doctor asked him to rest for two years before playing again, he did not listen to the advice.

Because everyone knows what two years means in the e-sports circle.

In two years, those who say they like you will like other teams.

In two years, the golden period of an e-sports player may be over.

In two years, the Supreme Alliance can't wait that long.

So, whether it is Lin Feng, Yun Hu, or even Feng Yi, they all feel guilty.

Countless times, they would think that if they could hold on until that person came back, they could retire after fulfilling that dream.

That person could also rest assured to recover from his injuries, instead of wasting all his talent and pride bit by bit like this.

Many people really don't understand.

When Feng Yi saw Spade Z controlling the game character and freely passing through the jungle on the Internet, what exactly did he feel in his heart?

Not only did he see the dawn of the Supreme Alliance.

At that time, he was thinking, finally, finally such a shadow appeared.

It can make that person come back again.

Not as the group controller of the Supreme Alliance, but the god jungler who created 3,000 sword cuts three years ago.

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