Could you be jealous? >0<

Jing Huan has discovered that people really can't live in their comfort zone all the time.

After kneeling twice in a row, he looked at the points he had dropped and was heartbroken.

It's not that Qiu Feng is a poor choice, but the two sealing systems together are much more difficult to beat than one auxiliary and one output, first of all, the output can not keep up. Jing Huan although the equipment is complete, but the soul beast quality is not high, the nine-tailed fairy fox's grade did not follow up, two times will be the opposite side of the death.

Being sent out of the PK scene by Chun Xiao and Xiang Si with a glance, Qiu Feng was about to comfort his team when his friend message lit up.

[Friend] Chun Xiao: You two teamed up to give away points tonight? Philanthropists?

[好友] Qiu Feng ：Why don't you let me off the hook!

[Friend] Chun Xiao: My wife's on her way to 4,000 points. Why are you with Tian Jing again?

[Friend] Qiu Feng: My teammates aren't here tonight. I didn't want to play, but I suddenly realized that I wasn't online, so I called her up. [Laughs]

[Friend] Chun Xiao: I suggest you disband in place. The more games you play, the better she'll feel about you.

Qiu Feng laughed in anger and sent a contemptuous emoji over.

Jing Huan had been talking to Mai Kefeng for a long time before he remembered that he hadn't pressed the talk button and Qiu Feng couldn't hear him.

He had not used YY much, and was not accustomed to the software's default speaking buttons. He slowly pressed F2: "Qiu Feng, why don't you find another teammate?"

Qiu Feng: "Don't, the first two games were my fault, I'll definitely take you to the top later."

"No," Jing Huan said, "it's because I'm too good, and since you have such a high score, it's not cost-effective to row with me."

After advocating multi-player team competition, the Arena added a new rule some time ago: when a high score player brings a low score player to play ranked, the points he gets when he wins will be reduced by 20%, and the points reduced when he loses will be increased by 20%.

"No, I just want to row with you." Qiu Feng paused, "And haven't you been following Heart's Desire before? He's got the highest score in the district."

Jing Huan's movements stalled.

It is indeed true.

But because they lost so few games, he never thought about it, and Heartland never mentioned it to him.

"Get ready." Worried about her leaving, Qiu Feng urged her.

"Oh ...... well."

Entering the matchmaking interface, Qiu Feng coughed, "By the way Jing Huan, there's going to be an event for lovers in the world soon, do you want to join me? I'll take you."

Jing Huan repeated blankly, "There are lovers in the world?"

Qiu Feng just remembered that Tian Jing is a newbie of the Nine Heroes, just her operation, always let him have a kind of old player's illusion: "It's the Nine Heroes' end of the year activities, a little bit like Valentine's Day and Tanabata's activities, however, the activities of the lovers are specially used to brush the density of intimacy, and doing a full one hundred rings will also give you the validity of a year's lover's brocade bag fashion, which is very nice to hang on clothes. Good looking."

When Qiu Feng mentioned it, Jing Huan remembered.

This event is actually quite popular with players - especially female players.

Who doesn't want to have high intimacy with their partner?

In the game, the higher the intimacy between the couple, the stronger the exclusive couple skills. Although no matter how strong it is, it can't be stronger than the exclusive skills of the sect, but in the aspect of showing love, it is a first-class good use.

There's an obvious downside to this activity, though.

"This quest is time-consuming and has little experience value, so Xiang Shen shouldn't be doing it, right?" Qiu Feng laughed, "If I remember correctly, he didn't do it in the previous years."

Jing Huan also felt the desire not to do.

After all, he himself had never done it before, and I'm afraid the only person who would look forward to such an event would be Lu Wenhao.

He had just declined Qiu Feng's invitation when the cell phone in front of him suddenly rang.

It was the discussion group that Lu Long Long had pulled earlier, and now there were five people in it.

Xiao Lu Xiao Lu Never Lost: @ Jing Huan 呀 Jing Huan 景 I love you to death! Come out and brother give you a kiss!

Eat:?

Jing Huan yah: ???? Brother is still in the group you don't make a move on me!

Jing Huan yah: [go away quick go away there's a picture.jpg]

Trails Trails Never Get Lost: I saw what you did for the organization and I will always remember you.

小路小路永不迷路： Jing Huan You don't play arena with Xiang Xiang anymore, just follow Qiu Feng! With you around, he will never be able to surpass me in his life!

"......"

Lean.

Jing Huan felt humiliated.

Once, he was also a powerful figure in the old district, when the whole gang up and down more than a hundred people, who saw him not call brother?

Now, he's a drag.

It's still king-sized.

Blame it on the heart!

If it wasn't for him, how could he have fallen so far!

Jing Huan yah: you're just trying to trick me out so your brother can take you to the top :)

Jing Huan: [share song - I won't fall for your tricks]

After sharing the song with the group, Jing Huan opened the private chat window to brush up on his presence.

Jing Huan: I miss my brother [draws a circle].

After sending this, he skillfully clicked on a few more cute emoticons and sent them in a single stream.

Toward: Uh-huh.

Jing Huan locks the screen in one motion.

Back so soon?

Jing Huan 🙂 Yay: 0.0 brother! I thought you weren't here.

To Huaizhi A pair of long legs hanging casually on the armrest of the sofa, hand propped up on the head, the bottom of the eyes without waves and no ripples, do not know what to think.

Thought he wasn't there, so why message him.

Toward: just finished dinner.

Jing Huan: I'm eating it too, I'm playing in the arena. ~\(≧▽≦)/~

Toward: I know.

Jing Huan yah: huh? How do you know da?

To: ......

Toward: a random look at the gang group.

"Jing Huan, give me a sip of Soulbeast's milk," came the voice of a teammate over the headset, "What are you doing, why aren't you moving?"

Jing Huan looks up, only to realize they've cut to the fight. He subconsciously locked his screen, "Ah, here we go."

Xiang Huaizhi squeezed his cell phone and waited quietly for a few minutes.

The other end fell into silence, and the person who usually returned messages in seconds didn't even send another emoticon at this moment.

Toward his father took the newspaper and sat down on the sofa beside him, "Why are you pulling a face, didn't you have a good dinner?"

After saying that, Xiang Dad lowered his voice: "Your mom's only two hobbies are cooking and mahjong, so you'll have to put up with it even if it's hard to eat, so don't let her see it."

Dropping her eyes to Huaizhi, she tossed her cell phone aside, "No."

At that moment, Xiang Ma's voice came from the mahjong room, "Husband!"

Xiang Dad immediately stood up propping his thighs and ran to the mahjong room door, "What's wrong?"

"Go to the snack bar and buy us some chicken feet."

Xiang Dad frowned, "I'll order you takeout."

To Mom: "There's no takeout at that store."

With a reluctant look on his face, Xiang Dad was just about to nod when he heard a sentence from behind him.

"I'll go." Toward Huaizhi stood up, grabbing his jacket off the couch in passing.

He hesitated, but eventually took his cell phone with him and put it in his pocket as well, "How many copies?"

After Xiang Huaizhi left the house, Xiang's mom looked at her husband, "Are you nagging him again?"

After all, she had brought him up since he was a child, and she could tell right away that her son was not in the best of moods.

To Dad, "I didn't say anything."

*

Xiang Huaizhi is walking with two bags of chicken feet.

The cell phone in his pocket had vibrated all the way through, and he walked straight ahead with no intention of looking at it.

Passing the supermarket, he thought about it and decided to go in and buy a loaf of bread for tomorrow's breakfast.

When I was checking out, the girl in front of me was talking on the phone. They were not close, but Huaizhi could hear them.

"Heck, he sent me about twenty more messages and made several phone calls."

"I'm not ignoring him."

"Who let him get so close to other girls! He clearly said he would only play games with me, and then he turns around and brings other support girls to score! No, this time I must hang on to him and make him realize his mistake!"

To Huaizhi: "......"

Just after coming out of the supermarket, Xiang Huaizhi pulled out his cell phone and began to scroll through the messages he had just received.

As if that made him different from the girls just now.

Jing Huan yah: I just cut into the fight [cat rolling]

Jing Huan 🙂 Yay: I'm the most pathetic person in the world right now.

Jing Huan yah: can't win the fight and brother is gone T▽T

Jing Huan: [Screenshot]

In the screenshot, Kitsune is doing the crying thing.

The scene behind the little fox-fairy was some kind of wild map, and frowning to Huaizhi, he raised his eyes to see the time, it was only just after eight-thirty, and the arena hadn't ended yet.

Jing Huan sits in front of his computer, chin propped up and head hanging down, swiping through video software in boredom.

A WeChat alert popped up at the top of the screen, and he immediately stopped swiping the video and tapped it.

Toward: not playing the arena?

Jing Huan: Qiu Feng's teammates have just come online, so I'll find an excuse to leave.

Jing Huan: My brother worked hard to bring me up to the top, and I don't want to let them fall out.

Spoken as if he wasn't the one who had just spread his wealth around the arena.

Toward: How many points now?

Jing Huan 呀：2422......

Toward: dropped sixty.

It's okay if I don't talk about it, but when I talk about Jing Huan, it hurts.

Jing Huan yah: oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

After crying, Jing Huan felt something was wrong.

Jing Huan 🙂 Yikes: huh? Brother how do you know how many points I had before?

Jing Huan Yikes: brother you're visually raping my points!!!!

He wasn't on the master list, and the only way to find out his points was to enter his ID at the NPC to check.

To Huaizhi, his footsteps slowed down a bit, and it took him a long time to hammer out the words.

Toward: want to see how close you are to 3,000 points.

Toward: But now it seems that you don't particularly want the 3,000 point reward.

Jing Huan yah: huh?

Xiang: Why else would I go with Qiu Feng to deliver points.

Jing Huan 🙂 Yikes: he invited me ......

Toward: Invite you and you go?

Jing Huan froze.

He blinked, first slowly tapping the word "I" and then suddenly stopping and quickly swiping the screen up and down, reading this conversation of theirs back and forth a few times.

Is it just him?

Why did he feel ...... oddly sour?

Road long way in the past not often do send points this thing, he also did not see the heart toward the said what ah.

The idea is so sudden and outrageous that Jing Huan intuits it's impossible, but he can't help but flirt with the idea.

Jing Huan yah: brother.

To:?

Jing Huan 🙂 Yikes: are you just jealous? >0<

Sure enough, as soon as the message was sent, the top of the dialog box immediately changed to "Inputting ......".

Jing Huan I can imagine the other party's eagerness to deny it even through the screen, and somehow I find it a bit funny.

He stared at the screen to see what Heart's Desire would say.

A minute passed.

"Input in progress ......"

Five minutes passed.

"Input in progress ......"

Ten minutes passed.

"Input in progress ......"

Jing Huan: "......"

Shit?

Are you kidding me?

I'm just teasing you. You're not going to write an 800-word essay on my self-absorption, are you?

Twelve minutes passed, Jing Huan bit his lower lip and decided to break the deadlock.

He opened the keyboard and tapped slowly.

"Brother, I'll just say it off the top of my head--"

Buzz.

Toward: no.

To: just don't ask me to team up with you if you ever play arena with anyone else again, I'm not in the habit of wiping people's asses.