The head of the man who was held by Lu Sicheng was shaken into a rattle: "No! There is a ghost at the base!"

Lu Sicheng repeated: "Get down."

Nursery rhyme: "I don't!"

Lu Sicheng bit his back teeth: "I've let go. Why should a person with flat breasts and short weight exceed 100, and he is as heavy as a dead pig... one, two--"

The girl screamed and hugged his neck tightly: "You dare!"

Lu Sicheng: "..."

When he walked back with his trembling mid laner in his team, the captain of ZGDX team silently swore in his heart: the so-called "Mrs. Lu" in the future will either be a fairy who will not drink or Lu Sicheng will be a quiet asexual handsome man. If it is the latter, then the culprit must be the person who is now hanging on his neck and mouthing "Baby is hell, baby is afraid".

"Cancunny Rhyme."

"Um?"

The person in his arms turned his head and swept the ends of his hair across the man's neck to bring a trace of itch - what a girlish picture. If the person hanging on his neck was not hanging his drunken eyes and trying to find focus... Lu Sicheng impatiently curled his lips: "Promise me, don't refuse to admit everything I did today after waking up tomorrow."

“So what if you admit it?”

"I can be quiet for a month." Lu Sicheng glanced at the half-open door of the base, and still kept the girl's appearance when she fled in panic. He raised his foot and kicked it away. "I just thought of this and I couldn't throw you into the fountain I just passed by."

As Lu Sicheng said, he freed up his hand to turn on the headlights on the first floor of the base—

The light lit up, pausing the person standing in the open kitchen facing the door and bent down to open the refrigerator door. He turned around and looked at each other in the entrance hall. The pair of people who were almost like him who were derived from the same mold as him paused.

"Huh."

The person standing in front of the refrigerator raised his lips and showed a cynical smile. He took out a can of yogurt from the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator door with his wrist.

There was a light bang.

"I thought it was, this little dwarf, is it your girlfriend?"

Lu Sicheng: "..."

...

Ten minutes later.

Meng Yao looked at everyone walking out of the room yawning, rubbing her eyes with complaining faces, then bent down to see the people downstairs clearly, and then made a unified expression: that was no expression.

Xiaopang, Lao K, Lao Mao, then Ming Shen, Xiao Rui, team leader and coach Monkey, they came to the sofa one by one, and the originally empty living room instantly became a little lively and crowded.

But in such a crowded situation, the surroundings were so quiet that no one spoke. Only the team manager Xiao Rui leaned over to Tong Yao and sniffed his nose: "How much have you drunk?"

Nursing Law had no expression on her face: "How about the ice black tea I drank? I wasn't drunk."

As Meng Yao said, she raised her eyes and looked at the two people sitting opposite him - one of them was sideways to the left, with black hair, and there was no decoration except a watch that was heard to be very expensive. At this moment, he supported his head with one hand, lowered his eyes, and played with his cell phone with his hands; one of them was sideways to the right, with black hair, just facing everyone's hair, with silver rings hanging on his ears, he was barefoot and sucking yogurt seriously.

The two of them had almost the same side faces.

Nursery rhyme: "…"

Nursery Rhyme: "…so, not a ghost."

The man with green-haired earrings raised his head from the yogurt: "Have you seen me such a handsome ghost?"

Nursery rhyme: "…"

Lu Sicheng: "Lu Yue."

He just called his name simply, but his tone was full of warning - generally speaking, when Lu Sicheng spoke in such a tone, anyone next took a slim grandson - but the person named "Lu Yue" in front of him was not, he just became... a little restrained.

Children's Rabbit: "...You two look quite similar?"

Lu Sicheng raised his eyes and glanced at the nursery rhyme with the look of "You have nothing to say, just shut up your mouth." Instead, Lu Jiayue smiled: "A parent born, of course it looks like it."

This person looks very much like Lu Sicheng when he doesn't laugh, but once he smiles, he becomes very evil, and he doesn't look like him at all... That's right, the person in front of him is Lu Sicheng's brother, Lu Yue, who is as big as nursery rhymes this year, and the most sexy one is like his star-studded brother. He used to be a professional league, and his ID: ZGDX, Lv.

Position: Mid-lane.

——That is, the "Lu" that everyone never mentioned before, and when they mentioned it, they looked disgusted.

"I thought everyone in the world knew that Brother Cheng had a younger brother who could not support the wall," Xiaopang touched his chin, "Didn't you have this ID before? Just take a look at Baidu Encyclopedia and you will know his relationship with Brother Cheng..."

What did the nursery rhyme want to say? Lu Sicheng glanced at her when he heard this, stood up and went to her computer, bent down and moved his mouse to check the nursery rhyme search records, and then found that she did have "Lu" on Baidu, but all the questions on Baidu were-

【China Telecom, who is the law?】

[China Telecom, is the law powerful?]

[What games have China Telecom and Lu Du played on the court?]

[What are the hero pools of China Telecom and Li?]

Lu Sicheng: "..."

Lu Sicheng: "Dwarf, which dynasty did you come from? Why do you pretend to be a modern person to play games?"

Children's Rhyme: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Do you have any objections?"

Lu Sicheng: "This is how Baidu is used? Why do you check his hero pool?"

The girl who had already questioned her neck straightened her neck turned red when she heard this. She glanced at the "Lu" sitting opposite her, as if she was exposed, and lowered her voice and muttered: "Occupational disease, no."

Lu Sicheng walked back and sat down—this time he sat opposite Lu Yue, beside Tong Yao, he hugged his arms and looked at his brother sitting opposite him coldly: "It's up to you."

Lu Yue raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Sicheng lazily: "What?"

Lu Sicheng: "Don't pretend to be crazy, what are you doing?"

Lu Yue threw away the empty yogurt bottle, stretched and yawned: "I accidentally saw news about your new mid laner who was a trick of being a trick of the Korean emoticon team. I heard that I was bullied pitifully by the Koreans. Oh! There was a voice in my mind that said, Lord Lu Yue, it's time to go back to play professionally - so, I'm back."

He spread his hands as he spoke-

After saying that, he paused and stared at the nursery rhyme: "So, you are the new mid laner who was pitifully bullied by Koreans."

The corners of the lips of the nursery rashly twitched. Before he could answer, the person around him had already raised his long legs and kicked the man opposite him-

Lu Sicheng: "It's your turn to ask questions?"

"Just ask," Lu Yue shrugged, looking like an elderly person. "I thought it was your girlfriend, and I almost sent a text message to my mother to report the good news. Her eldest son is not homosexual, and the person in the team next door is not as 'chasing his wife' as it is said online. She can have a good sleep in peace - almost."

Lu Sicheng raised his hand and rubbed the sun. His acupoint was very headache: "Shut up."

Xiao Rui said at the same time: "You are late to come back, there is already a starting mid-lane in the team."

Lu Yue sneered: "What's it late? Am I suspended for one season? It's useless to come back so early... Moreover, I'm not going to grab the starting position, so I continue to play as a substitute, and I don't care."

He said, turning his head to look at the team coach Monkey: "As far as I know, the substitute quota for the summer season has not been confirmed yet, right? - Coach, I want to play professionally."

coach:"……"

Xiao Rui: "..."

Lu Sicheng: "No."

Lu Yue: "Huh!"

Lu Sicheng: "'Huh' is not OK either."

Lu Yue took out his cell phone and said while typing: "Send a text message to my mother and say: The weather has become colder. When passing by the base, I want to give my brother some warm clothes. Who knew that I accidentally saw my brother with that Korean... Hum?"

Lu Yue paused for a while, then lowered his head and continued to type: "Hug and kiss."

Nursery rhyme: "…"

Lu Sicheng: "You can try it."

Lu Yue put away his phone and his jokes on his face became calm: "You know that you will meet the emoticon team again sooner or later - I'm honest, instead of relying on your team's starting mid laner - that is, this young lady - to be able to regain confidence in the official game to rise up and defeat this person who once brought her despair... it's better to be smarter and prepare a safe spare tire in advance that can make Ah Tai helpless - that is, me."

"Dreams are very important, and the passionate things that rise in adversity also make people want to cry."

The smile on Lu Yue's face became clearer-

"But sometimes people are also expensive to face reality. After all, they shout slogans and strodes, and the S6 trophy will not roll into the bowl by themselves."

No one spoke for a while.

Lu Sicheng frowned, not very much in agreement with the treacherous travesty in front of him - but what he didn't expect was that his silence was seen by someone but became accustomed to him, so the person who had been pretending to be calm from beginning to end cried out with a "whistle".

Lu Sicheng, who was sitting next to her, glanced at him when he heard the movement and was frightened and flicked straight from his seat.

"Are I going to have a substitute? Am I going to be the only starter in the all-professional league who will always be pressed on the bench? Am I never able to play professionally? Really, I just lost, why do I have to press me on the bench? I don't want to see the water dispenser... hiccup--" Xianglin's wife burped in tears, tears flowing like tears, "I want to play professionally, I want to take revenge, I'm very strong, you can't let me see the water dispenser."

"…………………………………” Xiao Rui looked confused, “How much has she drunk?”

Lu Sicheng frowned, bent down and pulled two tissues, and covered the face of the man who was crying with his head down and cried with great sadness tomorrow: "I don't know, I'll report the bar on the street tomorrow, and I said that they sell alcoholic beverages to minors, and they can adjust the surveillance video certificate-"

Puff—

The sound of the person next to him blowing his nose interrupted him.

A slightly cold little hand reached out, forcibly prying the man's big hand, and then stuffed a ball of paper wrapped in his nose into the palm of his hand-

"For you, Brother Cheng." She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "This is the last time I will give you a gift as the starting mid-lane."

Everyone: "..."

Lu Sicheng: "..."

"Did you see?" The man raised his head and looked at his younger brother expressionlessly. "It's enough to have a madman in a team. Our team is full. You can go to the next door to ask them if they need it."
Chapter completed!