Lu Zhaoyang just came back from the mission world when he received Jiang Yan's friend's application.

It's like the pictures that he never wanted to see, but he didn't appear in his mind.

As before, he lost the memory of the mission world again.

Lu Zhaoyang quietly looked at the ceiling, the Phoenix eyes because of the loss of memory and emerged at a loss of color.

No. 666 observed the expression of landing Zhaoyang and spoke carefully.

"Host, are you ok?"

Lu Zhaoyang lowered his eyelids and sat up from the sofa with a trace of sarcasm in his beautiful lips.

"Oh, when will I feel better? Every day I fall asleep like this, and then I wake up, but I don't remember anything, I forget everything How long will I have to live such a life? "

No. 666 understood Lu Zhaoyang's mood, and smelled that he couldn't bear it: "host, as long as you complete a certain number of tasks, you can -"

"a certain number?" Lu Zhaoyang interrupted it, "how much is that? A hundred? Or a thousand? "

Then he laughed at himself again.

"What's more, even if we go back? In the original world, no one wants me to wake up... "

But he opened his mouth and sighed.

Lu Zhaoyang stopped looking at it, rubbed his hair impatiently and picked up his mobile phone. When he saw Jiang Yan's friend's application, he was stunned.

After passing, a message was sent quickly from there.

He casually returned a "um" word, just wanted to put the phone down, and received a self portrait.

The good-looking curved eyebrows, face is a bright smile, fingers also on the cheek than a "Yeah.".

Is still that pair of heartless appearance.

I don't know how, the dull mood is much better because of the person in the photo, and the lip corners are also slightly pursed up.

Looking at Jiang Yan's invitation, Lu Zhaoyang just wanted to agree, but his fingers stopped again.

The Phoenix Mou hangs down, the mole of canthus moved.

Delete the word "good" and re edit the information.

……

Lu Zhaoyang: next time. I'm on a mission. Let's talk back. 】

looking at Zhaoyang's reply, Jiang Yan shrunk.

"I'm sorry that my sincere invitation was rejected! Although Lu Zhaoyang looks straight, I won't eat him Fags and straight men can also be friends

888 "tut tut" twice: "it's not easy, you finally do not insist that you are a straight man."

"Please, I've already admitted it, OK? It's not a shame to like a man. "

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes.

After rolling twice on the sofa, he sighed.

"Well, I'm tired of games recently. It's really boring to be alone. Since Lu Zhaoyang doesn't want to come to play, I'll do the task, too. "

No. 888 took a puff from the corner of his mouth Alone? What am I? "

Jiang Yan shrugged, of course: "you are the system! It's not human, of course

No. 888:

Although you are right, how can you always feel that you are scolding it?

Jiang Yan: "ah, by the way, don't give me this eschatological background this time. If you can't eat well, you can't dress well, you can't live well. You have to face terrible zombies Why don't you choose the modern plane this time! You can enjoy the time between tasks. "

No. 888: You have quite a lot to ask for. "

Jiang Yan: "eight ye, love you, Mo Moda!"

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