Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Hey, watching tomorrow's game like this is meaningless..."

Fatty listened to the announcement from the live broadcast, with a slight disappointment in his expression.

The results of today's competition have finally been announced, and the KILL team in the west will pull up the victory flag.

It was announced immediately, indicating the two groups of teams that will face off against each other tomorrow.

The final result is East SOD vs West KILL, West Mars vs East HG.

Unexpectedly, at this time, God dramatically assigned the stinky fish and rotten shrimp team in the west to SOD.

Zhao Qichen felt a little helpless in his heart.

Even though it was a sure thing for them to make it to the finals, it was really not a blessing to meet such a team.

Originally, I wanted to find my hand against HG...""

The horse monkey was also full of disappointment.

The perfect scenario envisaged by SOD is that they can find their feeling against HG, and then they can fully display their strength when they face Mars on the last day.

For Mars, who has not met for a long time, they still have some awe and respect in their hearts.

"Do you know how you make me feel right now?"

Seeing a group of people express dissatisfaction with such a result, Lin Qiuran said something silently from the side.

Hearing what Lin Qiuran said, everyone cast puzzled looks.

"You're a good boy when you get it cheap... I'm talking about you guys..."

When the trio heard what Lin Qiuran said, they all laughed and didn't continue talking.

"If I were a member of KILL, I would have already gone out to celebrate my place at the bottom of the semi-finals by now."

Xiaopang casually leaned on the sofa, and started his favorite oral sex session.

Although Lin Qiuran disagreed with Xiaopang's expression, he had to admit that every sentence he said was a fact that was about to happen.

KILL's performance is indeed unsatisfactory, let alone SOD or Mars, with their current strength, maybe even HG people can ignore them.

"What's the celebration? What about the semifinals? I feel like they won't be able to get by even if they make it to the semifinals."

The old wolf directly refuted what Xiaopang said.

"The old wolf's words really hit the nail on the head."

Mahou couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

Everyone was teasing that KILL's strength was "good", only Zhao Qichen was slightly regretting that he would not meet HG in tomorrow's game.

In the elite competition, HG's player with the ID mungo showed talent and really didn't want him to miss this duel.

Originally, I wanted to meet for a while during the finals to see if he had made any progress during this time.

Now, this little wish has come to nothing.

"Captain, are you thinking about your little wall?"

Ma Hou cast his eyes in Zhao Qichen's direction, and seeing his slightly lost expression, he guessed everything in his mind.

Zhao Qichen didn't hide anything, and nodded slightly.

When I was training at the base, I often mentioned mungo in front of them, and Zhao Qichen said more than once that when the team became stronger in the future, he would definitely pry him over.

Therefore, the trio joked that mungo is Zhao Qichen's "little wall".

Naturally, Lin Qiuran didn't know about this matter. Hearing what Ma Hou said, she seemed to smell gossip.

"What small wall, Qichen has a small wall?"

Xiaopang immediately took over Lin Qiuran's words.

"Sister Ran Ran, you don't know about this... The wall of the boss is when we won the elite game and went to shake hands with each other. At that time, the captain was about to get in front of him... If it wasn't for him Openly saying that he likes you, and stalking you every day, we will all think that he is a crook..."

As soon as Xiaopang finished speaking, Lin Qiuran burst out laughing.

With Lin Qiuran's laughter, there was another book that slid down in a graceful arc and finally slapped Xiaopang's face.

"Believe it or not, I can still bend your sexuality?"

Zhao Qichen's face was dark and he was threatened by birth.

"I'm guilty and don't tell anyone..."

Xiaopang hid behind the old wolf, and continued to output crazily at Zhao Qichen.

"Okay, don't worry, you have to get up early tomorrow, so hurry up and get ready to rest."

This time, the official rooms prepared for each contestant are more well-arranged, with one big bed room for each player, and Xiaopang's voice will no longer be dismissed by others.

At the same time, Zhao Qichen couldn't find any reason to ask himself to share a room with Lin Qiuran anymore.

After receiving Lin Qiuran's order to rest, everyone moved out of the door reluctantly.

"What are you doing, speed up."

Lin Qiuran urged on the side.

Usually, everyone is still training at this time. During the game, the mobile phones are handed in. They can’t sleep when they go back to the room so early. There are no entertainment programs. Everyone wants to stay and continue bragging.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qichen got up straight away, and two or three people carried them out with one hand, and closed the door with a "bang".

The trio had no choice but to walk back happily.

Lin Qiuran was left staring blankly in Zhao Qichen's room.

"What are you doing, I haven't gone out yet..."

With that said, Lin Qiuran moved away Zhao Qichen's hand that was pressing on the door, and was about to open the latch.

"What are you in a hurry for, chat with me."

Zhao Qichen directly rejected Lin Qiuran's request, and pushed her towards the sofa.

"What's there to talk about, haven't we been talking all the time?"

Lin Qiuran felt very strange about Zhao Qichen's request.

Zhao Qichen pursed his lips and snorted lightly:
"What Xiaopang said just now, don't you have any idea of ​​declaring sovereignty?"

Lin Qiuran was amused by Zhao Qichen's words, and couldn't help touching his face and laughing:
"What stupid thing to say?"

It seems that Zhao Qichen's hair hasn't been trimmed for a long time. Last time, because the bangs had poked his eyes and seriously affected his game operation, Lin Qiuran randomly found a pair of scissors at the base and "clicked" and randomly cut two pinches.

Not long after, bangs slowly regained their length.

"Zai Zai, after the game is over, I'll find a hair stylist to change your hairstyle."

In fact, Lin Qiuran has never liked Zhao Qichen's red hair very much.

Although this is already a symbol of Zhao Qichen, standing beside him, this red hair will always give Lin Qiuran the illusion that they are very different in age.

In fact, she was only less than three years older than Zhao Qichen.

Feeling the gentle touch from the top of his head, Zhao Qichen's heart gradually became peaceful.

His hair really needed to be trimmed. As for what hairstyle to change, Zhao Qichen didn't really care.

Hearing Lin Qiuran's proposal, Zhao Qichen nodded slightly.

"Change the color, red makes you look too young."

Lin Qiuran muttered softly.

"When the time comes, ask the stylist to change our hairstyles together." Zhao Qichen pulled up a strand of Lin Qiuran's hair and continued, "What do you think of a couple's hair color?"