Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 159 Stabilize, We Can Win 47
Not only the barrage on Xin He's side was boiling, but also on Xie Cen's side.

Seeing that the content of the barrage was completely distorted, Xin He was a little speechless: "You guys are enough, if you speak ill of me again, I will ban you!"

Three hours is fast, but it is just a matter of a few games.

With the powerful support of Xie Cen, it is impossible to lose. After winning five or six rounds in a row, Xin He and Xie Cen went offline at the same time, leaving behind a group of little fans waiting to be fed.

Xinhe tidied up and went downstairs.

Xie Cen walked in, holding Xin He's hand very naturally, his dark eyes were stained with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"

Shuangmao had already told Xinhe about the barbecue restaurant nearby, and Xinhe smiled slightly: "I will lead the way, let's go."

The cool night breeze felt very comfortable on the body, Xin He and Xie Cen walked on the street with their fingers clasped together.

Xin He looked at his beautiful profile, and called softly: "Xie Cen."

Xie Cen tilted his head, and there was a hint of laziness in his voice: "Huh?"

"Did I tell you that you have a nice voice?"

Xin He hung her head, her little face was flushed, and the dim light by the roadside hit her face, making her skin smoother.

Xie Cen looked at the girl's delicate appearance, his eyes darkened slightly.

He wrapped his other hand around the girl's weak and slender waist, lowered his head and covered it with the fragrance of his longing.

Xin He opened her eyes wide in horror, her round eyes stared blankly at Xie Cen's eyes.

She wanted to remind Xie Cen that there were many people coming and going on the side of the road, but as soon as the words came out, they were all swallowed up.

After a while, Xin He couldn't hold on anymore and fell into his arms.

After lingering for a while, Xie Cen reluctantly left.

Xin He leaned on Xie Cen's chest and glared at him angrily: "Don't be on the side of the road next time!"

Xie Cen couldn't help but raised his hand to gently caress the girl's smooth cheeks, with a lazy smile on his brows and eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "Oh, then shall we go back and continue?"

Xin He stared at him with round black eyes, grinned at him, waved her small fist and smashed Xie Cen's shoulder.

Xie Cen was completely indifferent, this blow was completely painless to him.

He hooked the corners of his lips, scratched the tip of Xin He's nose lovingly, leaned slightly to hug Xin He, and walked forward slowly.

"Ah..." Xin He exclaimed, and stretched out her arms to hug Xie Cen's neck tightly, "Put me down!"

"Don't let it go."

Xin He knew that she couldn't compete with Xie Cen, so she let him lean on her shoulder and tilt her head to look at him.

Xie Cen's profile is impeccable, his long eyelashes are slightly curled, and the dim light softens the lines and buckles of his face. The breath on his body is clean and gentle, making people want to get closer for no reason.

Xin He blinked her eyes obediently at him, thinking in her heart that she hoped that she could go on like this forever.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

Shuangmao suddenly said cheerfully in Xinhe's mind: "Hehe, Lin Haohao was locked up by the special department yesterday!"

Xin He was silent for a few seconds: "Maomao, can't you see the atmosphere now? Why are you talking about such an unpleasant topic?"

As a single cat, the double cat doesn't care about these things, it immediately shared gossip with Xinhe: "Lin Rourou, that white lotus, begs everywhere, but unfortunately no one cares about her at all, and even humiliated her, she has already run away overnight Out of the city."

Xinhe was really surprised now: "She doesn't even want her son? So cruel?"

(End of this chapter)