Chapter 217

The so-called burning rope, is not operating in the game round, card round time limit of the last few seconds and then play cards, originally 10 minutes can end a game, can drag to 30 minutes.

If two people are angry, it's not without playing a game for more than an hour.

Xu Qing never does this kind of behavior of harming others and not benefiting himself. Moreover, it's still live. He can't wait to burn rope with him on the opposite side. He turns on the Minesweeper and starts to play slowly. When the other side's turn is over, he plays a card on his side and continues to play.

"Sometimes there's no way to deal with this situation, so it's better to use the computer to play Firestone. In this way, you can watch movies, fight landlords, sweep mines... In a word, you can have more windows without wasting time."

"Anchor, you look so proficient"

"Let me meet you, and I'll burn you! What a mess of cards, no one can play normally "

"Self respect of card breaker"

"Ha ha ha, I want to play this game next."

"You're such a coquettish Minesweeper. If you know it from the opposite side, you'll lose your mind."

"It's broken now. It's just a card explosion. It's too glass hearted. Is that how to burn the rope?"

"I don't understand, but I can feel the other party's anger"

"He just broke his key card. It's normal. Isn't it the happiest thing to break the other's card? How happy I am, how much is opposite... Human joys and sorrows are not interlinked, but I can feel his pain. "

Xu Qing was not in a hurry at all. He was still burning the rope on the other side, but he was a little pitiful.

To win and not to win, wasting time on both sides is his last stubbornness.

Why

It's just a game.

Xu Qing smacks his mouth and shakes his head and sighs. Even when Jiang He summons the supreme guardian to be dirty by the priest, he knows to play with butter to ease his mind, instead of doing such meaningless things.

In the future, we can't just say that Jiang He is stupid. In fact, he is very smart.

The clever Jiang He is eating sweet potato by hand. There is not much left. One piece can be broken into several pieces by her and put into her mouth to taste slowly. It looks like a professional food critic sitting in a corner of a high-end restaurant enjoying the delicious food quietly.

The sweet potato dried, which is very common in appearance, is tasted elegant by her.

Jiang he plans to leave the last piece to Xu Qing. Seeing that he pretends not to see it, he has to throw it into his mouth. Then he claps his hands and throws the bag into the garbage can, wondering when to buy another bag.

Fishing is a real pleasure.

I don't know if she was influenced by Xu Qing. She had been able to move bricks for such a long time before. Now, if she moves bricks for ten hours a day, she can't brush them for such a long time.

Xu Qing is playing live games over there. Jiang He is reclining on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling and thinking about why.

I usually play games when I have a rest. How can I be so comfortable when I have a rest now?

Sure enough, fishing is human instinct.

Listening to Xu Qing's voice talking to the audience, Jiang He yawns lazily, closes his eyes and nourishes his spirit. Doing exercises is more tiring than practicing martial arts.

I do not know how long in the past, confused, sofa shock, some concave down, she felt two feet were taken into her arms, warm, can not help but move, feet rubbed Xu Qing's clothes from below to get in, stick on his stomach, more warm.

Jiang He's eyes open a crack to have a look. Xu Qing sits at that end and opens his own notebook. She closes her eyes again and asks, "is it over?"

"Well, it's over eight."

Xu Qing replied, Jiang He didn't make any more noise, closed his eyes and continued to nourish his spirit.

If only life could go on like this.

Her toes gently across Xu Qing's stomach, listening to the clattering sound of Xu Qing's keyboard, she wanted to sleep like this.

Xu Qing side head look, more and more think Jiang He is a cat.

Wax gourd sometimes likes to step on his stomach, just like ginger grass now, like stepping on milk?

Lying on the cat rack, the wax gourd shakes its beard. I don't know why Xu Qing looks at herself with that kind of eyes.

Feeling that Jiang He's feet are moving down, Xu Qing's mind is clear, and subconsciously holds her wrist. Jiang He pauses and moves back to the original position.

"What do you want to do?"

“……”

Jiang He made no sound and pretended to sleep with his eyes closed.

This person takes her feet when she needs them and asks her what she wants to do without them.

"Do you want to make up for me by using that excuse many times and not studying, or do you want to better use this excuse to avoid studying next time?" Xu Qing continued.

Broken, seen through... Jiang He continues to pretend to sleep.

Beat him if you dare to speak again

Fortunately, Xu Qing didn't make any more sound, and the clattering keyboard started again.

He's not a gentleman, but this kind of thing... The first two times were really unexpected. After thinking about it, it's quite abnormal. I can't help but resist it.

And we can't let Jiang He get used to this kind of thing. He usually sleeps together and does something he likes. There's nothing old about that

Should not.

To establish a healthy concept of gender for ancient people, although it is still a long way off, we can't take it to the wrong way.

Finishing the next few days to brush the drama, Xu Qing looked up at the time, rubbed his nose and stood up, "ready to take a bath to sleep, tonight you don't seem to want to play games."

His nose is a little stuffy. Maybe he has a cold. He shouts Jiang He and goes to the cupboard where the TV is put to look for medicine.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang He saw that he took out the pills and threw them into his mouth. He opened his eyes slightly.

"A little cold... Is sick."

Xu Qing swallowed the medicine, then took the box back to the cupboard, and then came back here to pour water. Looking at Jiang He's appearance, she said curiously, "have you ever been ill?"

"Very few." Jiang He shook his head and looked at him anxiously: "are you ok?"

"It's OK. It's not a disease. It's just a little lethargic and stuffy nose. Just have a sleep."

"Oh... Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"What are you afraid of? I can't die." Xu Qing shrugged, "don't make a fuss."

"So it is."

Jiang He was relieved and nodded to the bedroom to get his pajamas for a bath.

Xu Qing sat on the sofa and rubbed his nose. According to ancient medical conditions, a cold and fever could easily develop into pneumonia... It seems that he often heard on TV that he felt cold occasionally and then died.

Jianghe... Should have strong immunity?

After thinking about it, he was not sure about nvxia's immunity. When Jiang He came out of the bath, he felt his state carefully, and then thought, "let's sleep separately tonight."

"Ah?" Jiang He was stunned for a moment.

"I'm afraid I'll pass the disease on you... Is that right? Oh, anyway, I'm afraid I'll pass it on to you. That's what I mean. I'll sleep here for one night first. " Xu Qinggong wanted to learn how to speak from the ancients, but failed. He wiped his nose with a paper towel and went back to the bedroom to find his pajamas. By the way, he took the pillow and the dry quilt to the utility room.

Anyway, I've been sleeping in the same bed for several days, and there won't be any rejection when I move back.

Jiang He looks at his back and seems to know why Xu Qing just refused.

"Are you really OK?"

"It's OK. It's a small problem."

Xu Qing waved her hand, hoping to take cold medicine and sleep well. Now it's only slight.

It's better to make another package of granules later.

With this in mind, he burned a pot of water before entering the bathroom, just finished the bath and soaked the powder. After drinking it, he said good night to Jiang He and went back to the utility room to cover the quilt and sleep.

If you don't pay attention to a small cold, the symptoms of a bad cold such as stuffy nose, runny nose and dizziness in the next few days will be too painful. If you delay doing the video, the recording will be delayed for several days.

Xu Qing doesn't like these unexpected things very much, and when the sword arrives tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he will do the promotion video of the sword seller. He can't play with the sword with a runny nose.

Just thinking about going to sleep, the door of the sundry room was pushed open, Jiang He floated in like a ghost, holding a mobile phone reflected on her face, raising a bit of gloomy feeling for no reason.

"What's the matter?" Xu Qing wondered and sniffed again.

"I just checked. You're going to die."

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