227 You help me fly (28)

Guiqiao heard the footsteps, and before he could turn around and say anything, he heard the other party's cold tone: "Why didn't you call me?"

Everyone came to their senses and received the indiscriminate attack from his cold gaze.

"..."

No, who dares to call you when you wake up angry?

The delicate young man lowered his eyes and saw the strawberry sparkling water on the coffee table, and his frown relaxed.

Thinking that before she got up, the little girl stayed with other men for a while...

"..."

Jing Lin sat lazily on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Da Fei suddenly remembered what the coach said yesterday about the new mage moving in. "By the way, let's clean up the pharaoh's room while we have relatively ample time these days, shall we?"

"No need." Jing Lin opened his eyes, and the tear stains were clearly visible, "Isn't there a room next door to me?"

"..." Do you still want to be embarrassed?

When Suna went downstairs, he found that the original position was occupied by A Lin.

Suna: "???"

As soon as she walked over, the other party raised his eyes and said casually: "If you want to be a man or a woman, please change positions."

The new position was on the far right, and he was the only one on the left.

The other teammates simply didn't notice, aren't you a man when it comes to feelings? !

Now all five players are here, and the middle and bottom lanes are developing.

After Suna cleared the middle line of troops, he saw that the shooter was caught by three people, so he quickly went over with auxiliary support.

She casually pulled the map camera and saw Yan Shee blocking the output. She ducked behind the two people's attacks and took away the opponent's crispy output. Without thinking too much, she said with emotion: "Okay, Jingshen is so good." ah."

Jing Lin: "No, it's just average."

His eyes were flat, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Everyone: "..." So this person still knows how to be humble?

Fat Tiger quickly glanced at the person in the corner, suddenly remembered that he had asked the other person about their mate selection criteria before, and quietly leaned into Gui Qiang's ear:

"Hey, did I remember Jingshen said that the person he chooses as a mate in the future should be better-looking than him?"

Guiqiang thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Da Fei didn't know what the two of them were discussing softly, so he also walked over.

"what are you guys saying?"

"We are talking about Jingshen's mate selection criteria."

"What?"

It’s not the fault of Da Fei’s poor hearing, it’s just that Fat Hu spoke too softly.

Fat Tiger: "We are talking about Jingshen's mate selection criteria."

"..." The captain frowned, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Fat Tiger was impatient again. At this time, he forgot that he was whispering. He just wanted to tell him quickly, so he blurted out:

"We are talking about Jingshen's mate selection criteria!"

The volume was louder than the previous two times.

Ghost accent: "..."

Big fly:"……"

The three people slowly turned their heads and looked in the same direction.

The boy's mouth was still slightly curved, and he didn't know what it meant. But those eyes seemed to have crumbs in them, and they were stabbing at him silently.

Suna patted his shoulder and asked curiously: "What are the criteria for choosing a mate?"

Jing Lin turned around, his expression unusually stiff.

For a moment, the original chat interface seemed to appear in front of me.

I like handsome ones and straightforward ones.

The young man's half-closed eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and hesitated. After a few seconds, he opened his lips and said slowly and calmly: "She is prettier than me."

"..."

Suna couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Although she wasn't bad looking, she couldn't be said to be prettier than him.

After all, Ah Lin looks so exquisite.

But doesn’t the other person already like me?

Gui Qian simply turned his head away, trying his best not to make any noise and reduce his sense of presence.

After the silent and cold boy finished speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong again. His thick eyelashes moved slightly and he bit his lower lip.