Chapter 128 Slap (8)

When Qiao Lian woke up, it was already dawn.

She stretched and hit her face, her face began to hurt a little, and then she remembered that she was injured yesterday.

She stood up and walked to the mirror. She found that although the five slap marks on her face were very obvious, the swelling had subsided.

That ointment really works!

With this in mind, she finished washing and quietly went downstairs. She found that the food at home had been prepared, but none of the nannies were there.

She sat in the dining room, ate her breakfast, and then returned to the master bedroom upstairs.

With a bruise on his face, it would be unsightly to go out like this.

So... Do we have to stay at home like this all day?

She was thinking when her cell phone rang, and the voice of her live broadcast partner Gao Youming came from the opposite side: "Wangchuan, you haven't been to the live broadcast for a long time. Are you free tomorrow afternoon? There is a game tomorrow, we can commentate."

Qiao Lian looked at her face and thought that staying at home would be a good idea, so she nodded, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, she realized that it was really... a long time since she went live.

Bored at home, she picked up her phone. She originally wanted to check Weibo, but by some mistake, she clicked on the lot game icon.

Looking at the familiar interface, her eyes suddenly darkened.

Perhaps because of the beating, I was in a low mood, and those beautiful memories flooded into my mind.

Another game ended, and when everyone was celebrating the victory, Zichuan suddenly sent her a private message:

[Zichuan: Not happy? 】

Qiao Lian was stunned for a moment.

[Xiao Qiao: How do you know? 】

[Zichuan: Only a blind man can’t tell if he is distracted when playing games. 】

[Xiao Qiao: ...Yes, I’m not happy. 】

[Zichuan: I'm bored now, you can tell me. 】

Qiao Lian smiled.

This guy is so soft-spoken and soft-hearted.

He obviously cares about her, but he insists on saying that he is bored.

Halfway through her unhappiness, she continued typing:

[Xiao Qiao: In the last monthly exam, I fell ten places. My mother talked to me and told me to play games after the college entrance exam. But I am only a freshman in high school, and the college entrance examination will be two and a half years away! I didn't agree, so my mother issued an order. If I couldn't improve the top ten in the next monthly exam, my computer would be confiscated. 】

As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a long time.

It took so long that Qiao Lian thought Zichuan was really just listening casually.

She hammered her head in frustration. Why did she think she could find warmth from Zichuan? This guy has a very venomous tongue, and it's okay to be noisy. Let him comfort himself, unless pigs can climb trees!

She curled her lips and was about to quit the game unhappily when a private message popped up again on the game interface.

[Zichuan: 1861XXXX123. 】

Qiao Lian was stunned, and suddenly an unusual nervousness surged in her heart. Could this be...

She suppressed the beating of her heart and replied:

[Xiao Qiao: What? 】

[Zichuan: Idiot! My mobile number. 】

Xiao Qiao's heart started beating "bang bang bang".

At that time, they were not boyfriend and girlfriend, they just bickered and played games on the Internet. After practicing for three months, her and Zichuan's cooperation could be said to be the most perfect.

She always thought that their relationship started and ended on the Internet, but she never knew that it could involve a relationship in reality.