Qiao Qing was really drunk.
Why else would she start talking nonsense
She talked about the obstacles she encountered when she first entered the e-sports industry, talked about the warmth that the Holy Zone family brought to her, and then mentioned him.
Although he looks cold, he is responsible for his strength at critical moments. His appearance and game tactics are always on point.
He is truly a god in their team and in her heart.
The young boy is so embarrassed, what kind of devilish love triangle is this.
Fang Jiu likes Qiao Qing, Qiao Qing likes He Rongqing, and Fang Jiu and He Rongqing are brothers.
It’s so difficult, what the hell is this love problem! !
But when he heard the following words, a big drama occurred in his mind. What a devilish love triangle, it’s clearly a messy love affair!
Gu Xiaoyou? ? Why does this name sound so familiar?
Wait, the captain’s childhood friend?
Wait, what does it mean to be careful
When Sister Qiao Qiao is struggling in the e-sports industry, do her admirers want to get involved? !
Deliberately making his chubby brother's battle uniform look ugly, and giving Sister Qiao Qiao a fairy-like version of the battle suit, so that Sister Qiao Qiao can be pushed to the forefront?
Why are people’s hearts like this! !
The young boy was so angry that he wanted to rush out to argue and accuse the master!
But there was still a young lady here who needed to be coaxed. After making a phone call and asking his aunt to make some sobering soup, he looked at the young lady with distress as she fell asleep due to exhaustion from crying.
Gently click on a soft song with a moderate volume and put it on her bedside table.
The young boy rushed forward like a bully with a big knife, his target: He Rongqing.
"Brother, Master, I have something to speak to you alone!"
In He Rongqing's black-and-white room, the young boy pinched his waist, looking like an aunt at the market ready to bargain with the boss for hundreds of rounds, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
He Rongqing raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at this little boy who was usually very well-behaved.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
The young boy was full of words and was instantly discouraged when faced with the captain's calm and calm look.
He still remembered that his sister Qiao Qiao wouldn't let him tell the great god that she liked him.
"Brother, who made the uniform?"
"My green plum."
"Don't you think there's something wrong?"
"No."
Between the questions and answers, the young boy was not satisfied with his master's answer at all. On the contrary, he was very angry.
All at once the accusations flew out of his mouth.
"Do you know the criticism that Sister Qiaoqiao has received in our industry?"
"Do you know how uncomfortable it is for her to carry this alone?"
"Aren't you just a girl? You have to be scolded by people outside, including those in the industry."
"Do you know how much she cares about our team??"
"Anyone can hurt her, and she can tolerate it. But why is the problem within us this time??"
"Do you know what others say about her? Although I don't know much, I am a man after all. Naturally, I cannot feel the same way as Sister Qiaoqiao."
"But Sister Qiaoqiao is such a strong person, she cried this time!! Do you know? I have never seen her cry before!!"
"Because of what you did to Qingmei, she was attacked again!"
“Who will bear this responsibility, and who can cure this injury??”
"Brother Fat Dun's clothes don't look good at all, but Sister Qiao Qiao looks as beautiful as a fairy in her battle uniform."
"Do you know what they said? They said that Sister Qiaoqiao deliberately made herself beautiful to win over Brother Fatty!"
"They also said that Sister Qiaoqiao is just a vase!"
"They know nothing!!"
He Rongqing looked indifferently at the young boy who was accusing his family's little childhood sweetheart, then smiled sarcastically and said coldly, "They don't understand, don't you understand?"
"What do you see about Fat Brother's uniform that looks ugly?"
"If you think so, please go out and turn right and ask him in person."
"You can't burn bridges by crossing rivers. My little Doumeng is heartbroken because of the battle uniforms for the seven of us."
“I revised it day and night, and even consulted my mother’s opinion.”
"Even if her skills are limited, my mother is a senior fashion designer, can she still vilify Fat Brother?"
(End of chapter)