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Chapter 181 Qiuqiu takes me to the next level¡¾29¡¿

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    That voice was very loud.

    It almost resounded throughout the Internet cafe, and I even felt like there was an echo echoing.

    The entire Internet cafe seemed to fall into silence.

    The voices that were shouting excitedly just now, "Holy shit, oh shit, push the tower" disappeared all of a sudden.

    The crisp clicking sound of the keyboard also disappeared.

    Xiao Weiran and Jiang Fangzhou also blinked in astonishment, somewhat unable to react to Su Yihe's behavior.

    Lu Chuan curled his lips in disgust, then turned around and distanced himself from them.

    Looking at the Internet cafe that became quiet in an instant, Su Yihe was a little unresponsive.

    He looked slightly confused, what's wrong?

    Why did he stop? Did he shout wrong?

    "Captain?" Su Yihe looked at Yan Zhiqiu blankly.

    Yan Zhiqiu, who always showed his true colors, frowned slightly.

    But I didn¡¯t see the slightest anger on his face. Instead, his expression became much calmer.

    He pursed his lips slightly and glanced at Su Yihe coldly, "You guys go back first."

    "go back?"

    Su Yihe was stunned for a moment, as if he still had something to say, but before he could finish speaking, Jiang Fangzhou choked him and took him away.

    After the four people left, the Internet cafe was still in a state of silence.

    The slender young man in black wears his trouser pockets coldly and rigorously.

    The long and thick eyelashes are hanging down, and the dark eyes are like obsidian, shining beautifully.

    As his eyelids were raised, those dark eyes swept across the Internet cafe calmly.

    Those who stopped playing games one by one and took off their headphones to listen to some gossip suddenly froze when they received Yan Zhiqiu's slightly cool eyes.

    Then, he immediately put on his headphones the next second and looked like he was serious about playing games.

    That way, it¡¯s like the start button has been turned on, and all programs continue to run.

    The Internet cafe has returned to its noisy and lively appearance.

    By this time, Shen Wanqing had already settled the accounts.

    She put down the pen in her hand and put away the notebook.

    Looking at the tall young man standing in front of him, a helpless smile appeared on his delicate brows.

    She reached out and took the boy's hand, gently pulled him over and asked him to sit next to her.

    Sensing the boy's frozen limbs, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but clicked his tongue again.

    "If you have anything to say, please tell me slowly." Shen Wanqing handed him a freshly opened can of Wangzai milk.

    Yan Zhiqiu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and he gently took it, with a cold jaw, "Thank you."

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s okay, just think of it as thank you for being so busy every day and taking me to high points to play games every night.¡±

    "It's just a small matter." Yan Zhiqiu took a sip of Wangzai milk, Junjun's face was filled with extreme coldness and alienation.

    In fact, he couldn¡¯t help but half-squinting his eyes.

    Wangzai milk is very sweet, just like the smell on a girl.

    It made him very happy.

    "Su Yihe, he called you Qingqing?" Yan Zhiqiu held the Wangzai milk can with his fingers. The can was ice cold, and Yan Zhiqiu's slender fingers couldn't help but rub it slightly.

    Shen Wanqing's attention was attracted by the young man's hand, and he responded nonchalantly, "Yes."

    There was no sound after that.

    Shen Wanqing paused for a while, then looked up at Yan Zhiqiu doubtfully.

    The young man¡¯s facial features are exquisite and beautiful, his crimson lips are slightly pursed, and he looks particularly soft.

    Those hands, due to playing e-sports, have long and white finger bones, delicate skin, and clear joints.

    Each finger is as green as an onion, and the palm of the hand is connected to a slender wrist bone.

    At this moment, he was holding the small red can uneasily, and his fingertips couldn't help but rub the can.

    "Can you please stop letting him shout" He said softly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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