Chapter 161 Aotachibana

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When he heard that someone wanted to help him get a higher score, Zhong Yu looked strange and couldn't help but laugh: "What rank are you in?"

"King of Glory." The green girl raised her palm-sized oval face and said proudly.

Zhong Yu was slightly surprised and looked at the green girl again.

Seeing that Zhong Yu was "shocked", the green girl didn't want to show a proud smile on her face.

"You should still be in high school, right?" Zhong Yu asked.

The green girl's proud face suddenly fell: "I just entered the third year of high school."

"If you don't study hard in the third year of high school, why will you play games?" Zhong Yu couldn't help criticizing.

Becoming the strongest king is not difficult, but becoming the glorious king definitely takes a lot of time and effort.

Girl Qingyou suddenly raised her head and counterattacked: "I won't be able to go to college anyway. I want to be an e-sports goddess like Sister Qingyou and stand out!"

"Do you know Qingyou?" Zhong Yu was slightly surprised. The Demon City shouldn't be so small.

Green Girl: "I know her, but she doesn't know me."

It turned out to be a fan of Tang Hongling.

Zhong Yu asked in a gentle tone: "Are your grades very bad?"

"I won't tell you!" Girl Qing Cong said to save her face, "I'm not familiar with you."

"Do you want to increase your score? If you want to increase your score, add me as a game friend." She added.

Zhong Yu took out his mobile phone and used the lowest level account to add game friends to Girl Qing Cong.

The girl Qing Cong's ID is Qing Ju, and her name seems to be imitating Tang Hongling.

Qing Ju saw that Zhong Yu's trumpet was actually the strongest king with 46 stars, and couldn't help but look at Zhong Yu with some surprise: "So you are quite powerful too."

"Is there still time? Let's play two games first when we have time." Zhong Yu said.

He wanted to see how strong Qing Ju was and whether he had the potential to become the second Qing You.

Qingju immediately responded: "Okay!"

So, they teamed up and started playing in double queue.

Qing Ju chose the bottom lane and played as a shooter. Zhong Yu chose to assist and follow Qing Ju to observe closely.

After 17 or 18 minutes, they won the first game. Qingju was the MVP of the game and was very strong.

In the second game, Qing Ju was still the shooter, but Zhong Yu switched to jungle.

He deliberately tricked Qingju three times. Twice Qingju was able to save the day with his strength, and once he was tricked to death, but Qingju was not angry.

In the end, the game was still won, but the MVP was Zhong Yu.

"You are quite strong, more than forty stars, right?" Qing Ju turned around and asked.

Zhong Yu curled his lips and answered the question: "Actually, I know Qingyou."

"Really?" Qingju shouted in surprise.

The next moment, she said warily: "You don't know how to brag, do you?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

"You want to trick me into being my girlfriend!" Qingju said in disgust, "You guys are all like this!"

"Haha, that's good!" Zhong Yu couldn't help laughing, "Who wouldn't be moved by such a beautiful little beauty?"

Qing Ju immediately stood up and took a few steps away from Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu shook his head, waved his hand and said: "Play less games, the college entrance examination is more important. When you get into college, you can play whatever you like."

"Mind your own business, who do you think you are!" Qingju didn't appreciate it, raised her face as big as a palm, and left angrily.

After Zhong Yu watched Qing Ju go away, he stood up and left the riverside.

After playing two games of King of Glory with Qingju and saying a few words, he felt much more cheerful.

After looking at the time, he decided to go to the martial arts gym to practice Sanda.

It was rare to have time to learn Sanda, and since he was in extremely good physical condition, he practiced until ten o'clock in the evening except for two takeaways at the martial arts studio.

Coach Chang Jianyong couldn't help but be a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so physically fit and a good material for martial arts training. It's a pity that you are over age."

"I don't want to become a martial arts master." Zhong Yu smiled carelessly, "No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife."

Chang Jianyong retorted: "Those who are afraid of kitchen knives are because their martial arts skills are not high enough!"



At nearly eleven o'clock in the night, Zhong Yu returned to Su Qingyu's villa.

Climbing to the second floor of the villa, he saw Su Qingyu sitting on the sofa reading a book like last night. Zhong Yu immediately looked at the time: "It's 10:53 now, not more than 11:30."

Su Qingyu put down the book and stared at Zhong Yu for a while, which made Zhong Yu feel a little nervous.

"Beautiful wife, if you look at me like this, you are really lonely, right?" Zhong Yu raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

Su Qingyu looked away angrily and said quietly: "Are you angry with me these past two days?"

"What are you angry about?" Zhong Yu asked in surprise.

The next moment, he seemed to react, nodded and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I am angry, very angry. Beautiful wife, please hurry up and beg my forgiveness."

"..." Su Qingyu was speechless for a while.

She stood up, left the coffee table and sofa, and went straight back to the room.

Zhong Yu looked at Su Qingyu's graceful back and deliberately raised his voice and shouted: "I'll be with you later. Do you want to eat?"

He was really hungry. If he hadn't been worried that it would be past 11:30, he would have eaten a midnight snack outside before coming back.

Su Qingyu stopped suddenly, turned around and stared at Zhong Yu's playful smiling face, and slowly uttered one word: "Eat!"

Zhong Yu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he didn't feel disgusted with Su Qingyu.

Soon, he came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Then I'll go down and cook noodles. The ones who don't eat are puppies."

After saying that, he turned and went downstairs.

Half an hour later, there was a large pot of noodles and a small bowl of noodles on the dining table.

The heat was rising and the aroma was fragrant. When Zhong Yu cooked the noodles, he added three eggs, two sausages and garlic sprouts.

"This is the noodles I ordered. Eat it. If you don't eat it, it will be like a puppy." Zhong Yu smiled at Su Qingyu, then picked up his chopsticks and started to devour it.

Suck--

The sound is loud and creates a bad association.

Su Qingyu picked up the chopsticks, took a deep breath, and ate slowly and gracefully.

Seeing Su Qingyu actually eating noodles, Zhong Yu couldn't help but pause and watch for a while.

Su Qingyu lowered her head and ate the noodles, concentrating on eating and ignoring him.

"Haha." Zhong Yu smiled and continued to eat his noodles.

Ten minutes later, the noodles were finished, and Su Qingyu's bowl of noodles was also finished.

"It seems you like eating my noodles." Zhong Yu said with a smile.

Su Qingyu said lightly: "I'm not as fragile as you think. You wash the dishes."

"Just eating noodles, does it have anything to do with vulnerability?" Zhong Yu laughed and said, "It's not like taking poison."

Su Qingyu ignored Zhong Yu's sophistry, stood up, left the restaurant, and went upstairs.

Zhong Yu put away the dishes and went into the kitchen to clean them.

After Su Qingyu gracefully climbed to the second floor, she suddenly rushed to the room.

He rushed into the bathroom of the bedroom and vomited into the toilet, all the contents in his stomach were vomited out.

After flushing the vomit in the toilet, she washed it quickly at the sink, tidied it up in front of the mirror, applied a light layer of lipstick, then walked out of the room, returned to the living room, and sat down on the sofa elegantly.

After a while, Zhong Yu came up after washing the dishes.

Zhong Yu didn't go back to the room directly. He had just eaten and couldn't take a shower right away.

Sitting down on the sofa, Zhong Yu picked up the remote control and turned on the TV to watch TV.

"What did you do this afternoon?" Su Qingyu asked proactively.

Zhong Yu wanted to say that he was going to play games with a very pretty girl, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words: "Go and learn Sanda."

"Have you ever learned Sanda before?" Su Qingyu was slightly surprised.

The two of them started chatting slowly.