Seeing this intra-office text from classmate Cai Wenji, Peng Yingying immediately felt dumbfounded.
It’s true, this fake wine lady really brings me so much joy!
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will wait for you to give me milk later!" Peng Yingying could only say with a smile.
"Yes, we have to wait. After all, short legs cannot compare with your long legs." Classmate Cai Wenji continued to say.
"Isn't he Lu Ban with short legs? How did he become classmate Xiao Cai?" Peng Yingying asked again with a smile.
"Lu Ban is a braised egg. Every time I see a braised egg, I want to beat him!" said classmate Cai Wenji.
"Why?" Peng Yingying was quite curious.
"Because he walks like a 250-year-old. Anyway, he is carrying a small schoolbag and looks like he really wants to be beaten. Especially his red skin, he deserves a beating!"
"If you put it like that, I seem to have the impression that Xiao Lu Dan does have such a skin that makes people really deserve a beating!" Peng Yingying thought for a while and said the same thing.
"Yes, in my eyes, Cai Wenji has to walk and play the harp, so naturally her legs are short!" Cai Wenji said confidently.
"Well... that's what I said, it's not wrong..."
Peng Yingying was talking, and then she looked at her mobile phone screen again, and saw an Arthur and a Zhang Fei running out of the grass in the middle left. Suddenly, a burst of screams rang out throughout the live broadcast room:
"Oh my god!!! Help!!"
Peng Yingying shouted loudly, and at the same time, her hand did not stop, and her hand was sliding rapidly. Suddenly, the brush in Shangguan Wan'er's hand was swaying with lines of ink, and black ink was splashed on the ground. Shangguan Wan'er Wan'er stepped on the pen and ink and slid in various ways, and soon her delicate body quickly rose to the sky.
Suddenly, lines of pen and ink scattered down with power, bombarding Arthur and Zhang Fei.
However, although Peng Yingying's Shangguan Wan'er does have some economic advantages, after all, Arthur and Zhang Fei are tanks, and they have already made half a piece of magic resistance defense equipment, so although Peng Yingying's Shangguan Wan'er All the damage had been dealt out, but Arthur and Zhang Fei were not completely killed, but they were reduced to residual health.
This time, it was terrible!
"Roar!"
The moment Shangguan Wan'er landed, Zhang Fei raised his head and roared, and suddenly a huge gust of wind rushed towards Shangguan Wan'er's body, directly knocking Shangguan Wan'er back for a long distance.
"Oops!"
When Peng Yingying saw this, she immediately felt that she was going to die.
Because at this time, the still-blooded Arthur had already turned his light shield around, raised the big sword in his hand, and struck hard at Shangguan Wan'er's body.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the blood on Shangguan Wan'er's body dropped.
Because at this time, Shangguan Wan'er's body was no longer purified.
"Help! Someone help me! Where are my teammates!!"
Peng Yingying was really desperate. Why didn't any of her teammates come to save her?
She controlled Shangguan Wan'er and flew towards her defense tower, but how could Arthur and Zhang Fei let her go so easily?
Naturally, he clung to her.
This made Peng Yingying feel that she really had no way to survive, and she was ready to stand still and wait for death to come.
However, at this moment, a little lolita who was sitting on the Hujia Qin and playing the harp with both hands staggered up to Shangguan Wan'er. At the same time, a bright yellow circle of light formed on the ground under her, and a ray of light formed on the ground. Dao Youmei's piano music resounded, and at the same time, a cute and cute lolita sound also rang in Peng Yingying's ears:
"When others are playing, come on if you are fighting!"
The next second, Shangguan Wan'er's blood volume, which was already low, increased rapidly, allowing Shangguan Wan'er to successfully escape under the defense tower.
"Wow, this milk volume is really great!"
Peng Yingying couldn't help but marveled and shouted: "Fake wine, thank you so much, you are really my savior!"
"The walking spring is talking about me! ౧(*മ്ധമ്)੭ु⁾⁾" Cai Wenji said this sentence in the bureau text, and added a kaomoji at the end, which looked very cool.
This reminded Peng Yingying of a picture that had been posted on the Internet before. It was a pair of black sunglasses on Cai Wenji's eyes, with a black cigarette in her mouth. She looked like a very social brother, very Domineering.
