Ten o'clock in the evening, the rooftop.

This seemed to have become a private space for someone and someone. Sister Ting asked someone to arrange this place, set up an electric retractable ceiling, and some electronic instruments to kill mosquitoes...

A dark controller: It turns out that he still has a false mentality of being a rich man.

There was a constant laugh and the projection bracelet on Sister Ting's slender white wrist was scrolling with messages on the forum. The discussion about the men around her had lasted for nearly two hours...

Some of the most popular posts, what are the [Real Humanoid Plug-up - Delusion Point is also good for mecha battle record], and [Can this game still be played? A dark controller running around with a mecha, what is the fairness of the game?]

These are generally divided into two categories: one is discussing and the other is debating.

Sister Ting was huddled in the corner of the sofa, with hot pants and T-shirts, and she had no idea how exciting it was to the handsome young man next to her.

"I really like to see how they want to hit you but can't hit you, tsk," Sister Ting smirked, "I want to fan the flames and shape you into a human enemy, and npc into the spy inside the player!"

He Jiayou was covered in black lines, "Will the account be banned? Will it continue like this?"

"Impossible, virtual property is protected by law, and you have no game violations. Whoever dares to ban your account, I will help you to the end!" Sister Ting raised her chin, "In the future, you will only be allowed to bully others, but I will not be allowed to bully you."

Well, I was suddenly confessed...

He Jiayou rubbed his nose, couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Sister Ting gently.

Sure enough, it was a wise decision to decisively reject Ting's cousin.

With a little smirk, Sister Ting logged into her Hall of Fame certified account and started making trouble on the forum.

He Jiayou sat next to him, and the two of them were rarely quiet, quietly admiring the beautiful paintings beside them.

She is like a varied fairy, always sexy, sometimes bright and charming, sometimes gentle and tender, sometimes like this, lazy and cute.

If there are more years that have brought her, He Jiayou can't find anything other than being more perfect.

Brother is in love?

He Jiayou smiled, as if in love... it has been twenty-four hours.

"Do you want to do some celebration-style activities?" He Jiayou's Adam's apple shook, his eyes with a little expectation.

Sister Ting blinked beside her, turned her head to look at He Jiayou, looked at each other for no reason, and couldn't move her eyes away...

The virtual keyboard at hand slowly retracted, and the bracelet made a dripping reminder. She finally came to her senses and her face turned red, "Do, what to celebrate..."

At this time, He Jiayou felt that as a man, he should take the initiative.

"It's better to sing a song."

"Bah!" Sister Ting spat lightly, and the blush on her face became more and more obvious.

I thought he could be a little bolder and let the relationship between them make substantial progress the second day of their relationship...

But Sister Ting was always gentle and asked quietly beside her: "What are you singing?"

"Sister, please take the bow of the boat, brother, I'll walk on the shore~"

On the rooftop, Sister Ting laughed like a ball again, raised her hand and gently hit He Jiayou a few times, and He Jiayou couldn't help laughing a few times.

Sometimes laughter is so boundless.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Sister Ting posted a few posts but after the rocks fell into the sea, she was a little disappointed.

Sister Ting: "Let's go back, it's time to rest."

He Jiayou: "Together."

Sister Ting blinked and suddenly bit her lip with affection. He Jiayou was defeated in an instant and smiled awkwardly bitterly beside her.

"We follow the steps," He Jiayou murmured in a low voice, "It's going too fast, and it may be easy to get past the shelf life."

"I'm teasing you, sister, I'm such a casual person, I won't be alone in the window until now," Sister Ting stretched out her feet and kicked him gently, "Give me a reward from the queen today."

He Jiayou scratched his head, "Or why, let's try... holding hands today."

"Well," Sister Ting responded openly, sat upright, her long legs showed good flexibility, and sat cross-legged, looking at He Jiayou.

There was obviously a little panic and nervousness deep in her eyes, but for the sake of Bawang Ting's face, she chose to hold on.

"Left hand or right hand?" she asked.

"Right hand," He Jiayou stretched out his right hand, and Sister Ting subconsciously stretched out her right hand, and then the two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

"laugh……"

Sister Ting couldn't help laughing again, grabbed her right hand and shook it gently like a handshake, "Take more care in the future."

As if he was hit by a slight electric current, He Jiayou had this illusion inexplicably. He slid his right hand slightly, held Sister Ting's little hand with his back hand, and stroked the slippery wrist between his fingers.

"What are you doing..."

He Jiayou: "I don't want to let go... Go back, have a good rest at night, and you may have to continue fighting tomorrow."

"Well," Sister Ting nodded slightly, feeling that her hand was released, and she felt a little empty and panicked in her heart.

"You won't... leave..."

"How could that be?" He Jiayou stood up, put his hands in his pants pockets, and put on an outdoor master's posture. "To be honest, You Qianhua came to me today, but I flatly refused it. There is also recording and saving it. Do you want to listen?"

Sister Ting blinked: "Then why did you add her friend at the beginning?"

“Hey…”

Unexpectedly, his girlfriend had such a sharp problem. He Jiayou instantly broke his skills and smiled awkwardly, "Absolutely, I swear to the sky. I was fighting at that time and some of my hands slipped."

"Hmph," Sister Ting suddenly felt a little unhappy. She got up and stepped on the crystal slippers, with her hands behind her back, and looked like she was coming to coax me.

He Jiayou smiled and simply repeated the negotiations with You Qianhua. The two of them walked side by side towards the stairwell, walked into the elevator, and returned to the studio station.

When leaving the elevator, He Jiayou will always take a step first and quickly observe the surrounding environment. This may be the talent of the "security guard".

"I feel that your cousin has a slightly distorted view of his views," He Jiayou sighed.

Sister Ting sighed softly, "I don't know what's going on. She was obviously very tired of me when she was twelve or thirteen years old. Later, my father left and I began to become very busy. When I saw her again, she began to get along with me."

"Aren't you a psychology student? Why don't you analyze her psychology or something?"

"I probably have less contact with her. She has been abroad a few years ago."

Before he knew it, he had already walked to the door of Sister Ting's bedroom. Sister Ting raised her toes and smiled mysteriously, "Don't you want to come in?"

He Jiayou's mouth and tongue were dry.

Hold on, hold on, don’t fall so quickly, you need to have enough memories during your relationship so that you can go further in the future.

"No matter how much I think about it, I'd better do it step by step," He Jiayou pretended to be free and easy, but his heart twitched.

If you take a bold step forward, he will be able to break through the peak of his life, his soul is calm...

Sister Ting looked like this, and she opened the door and went back to the house with a smile. When she closed the door, she turned her head and looked at He Jiayou, and made a face with her tongue.

"coward."

He Jiayou made a move forward, and Sister Ting shouted and quickly closed the iron door, leaned against the door and his heart beat faster.

Eh?

Sister Ting looked at the situation in the room and was stunned.

"Good night."

He Jiayou's words were heard outside the door, and then his footsteps started to rise and he gradually moved away.

Sister Ting's body leaning against the iron gate trembled slightly, and it turned red. It was not allergic, but pure blush. It started with her face and soon spread to her arms.

Pang!

A small mushroom cloud appeared above Sister Ting's head, covering her face with both hands.

"I don't have the shame to see someone..."

In the room and on the bed, Xiao Zilan, the general manager, Binghe, and the other two girls were holding various sitting positions, collectively being cursed by petrification, and the playing cards in their hands swayed gently with their breath.

"Ha!" Xiao Zilan was about to shout with shock on her face, but Binghe, who was standing beside her, quickly turned her eyes and threw Xiao Luoli on the bed and covered her mouth.

"Wuwuwu... there are... there are... evil... wuwu... love!"

Sister Ting is determined. When a man is old, he will marry a woman. Isn’t it normal for an old girl who is already twenty-eight years old?

He raised his chest and walked forward, and the girls immediately lowered their heads with trembling.

The dark aura of the Great Demon King of Huhe gradually filled the room.

"Who dares to tell this tonight? Huh!"

"Don't worry, boss!"

"We won't tell this secret even if we die! We will stick to the day you are exposed!"

Several girls rushed up and surrounded Sister Ting and began to ask around. The fire of gossip was already a prairie fire.

Sister Ting was helpless and could only fall quickly.

...

I went back to my room to take a shower. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He Jiayou yawned. I didn't know that falling in love was also a waste of energy.
To be continued...