Chapter 402 (1/2)

But when his fingertips just touched the bottle, the gentle man who had squinted his eyes on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes and pressed the bottle.

Sang Yun was stunned.

”Thirsty, let me have a drink!” He didn't know, so he was a little impatient.

Xiao Qimo did not let go, directly took away the bottle, even put the bottle on the side of the sofa seam, refused to mention how firm, ”you drink other.”

”Oh Sang Yun sat back on the sofa and pushed up his underpants impatiently: ”what's so amazing? I'll give you a hundred bottles!”

This water is only a few hundred yuan a bottle, baby like what.

He didn't dislike that this was what he had drunk. He was so mean that he didn't even drink a mouthful of water.

What bullshit iron triangle!

all horse is foam! Plastic!

Xiao Qimo calmly glanced at him and covered him more tightly.

This pair of posture, let sangyun whole body cold, strange look to Ye Jingwen, solve.

Ye Jingwen shakes his head very ignorant, he also does not know, this bottle ink Lord took all the way!

”Brother Yun, don't worry. I'll get you a new, iced one.”

”Little leaf, or you love brother.”

Ye Jinwen was speechless because he just walked a few more steps in the room and came to the refrigerator. He opened the door of the refrigerator, took out the mineral water, closed the door of the refrigerator, and took two more steps to solve the problem.

It's not complicated at all.

But Brother Yun is lazy and unwilling to take a few steps.

Yunsang poured a few mouthfuls of ice water, but also spread a lot of drunkenness.

Xiao Qimo also slowly unscrewed his own water, drank a mouthful, satisfied.

Looking back, he heard Yunsang seem to have some sad tone: ”brother, I am 23 this year.”

Ye Jingwen and Xiao Qimo pause for a moment.

Among the three of them, sang Yun's oldest is 23 years old, followed by Xiao Qimo 22 years old, ye Jinwen is also 22 years old, but his birthday is a few months younger.

”After playing this year's game, I should retire.” He took a deep breath, with a deep and complex tone.

”Brother Yun!”

The golden age of professional CTF players is just a few years. The age of 23 is actually the sunset age, and the age of 24 is the retirement age.

And sang Yun, at his age, can still maintain such a high output, which shows how much effort he has made in private.

”Shadow hunting team...” Sang Yun leaned back on the sofa, drinking wine voice with fatigue and hoarseness: ”team, have to live all the time.”

Xiao Qimo squinted his eyes and looked at him.

When he wanted to say something, sang Yun had already turned the topic and said: ”by the way, how's your mother?”

”This year, we should be happy.”

”Oh.” Sang Yun nodded and handed over a bottle of just opened beer, ”that's good. This bottle is for your mother!”

Xiao Qimo also touched the bottle with him.

Only sober Ye Jingwen sits on the small stool some anxious: two big men, you this is not drunk endlessly?

Don't worry, brother. I'm scared!

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Lu Mian didn't sleep last night. After dinner, he lay on the bed and squinted for half an hour.

When she woke up, she patted her big bed and laughed.

It's a good bed. It can sleep.

She did not know what to think of, again carefully looked at the room, what idea suddenly came out.