The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

"I'm fine..."

Yu Weining was a little weak, so he made an excuse: "I'm just a little tired and haven't come back to my senses."

Ning Zhiyuan moved to the side, patted the bed and said, "Hurry up and take a rest."

But we can't let Ba Ba get tired.

Yu Weining didn't hesitate, took off her shoes and got into bed, pulled up the quilt and covered herself in one go.

The single bed in a luxury hotel is wide enough for two people.

Ning Zhiyuan thought in hindsight: No, there is a bed next to it, why should we squeeze it together?

Looking down, a certain sentry closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

He gently lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Yu Weining turned over and put her long arms on his waist, tucking them inward.

Yes, use me as a pillow.

Will Ning Zhiyuan disturb Yu Baba's sleep?

No, he won't.

He carefully slipped into bed and continued to act as a human pillow.

Alas, he has never slept with anyone else. With his vigilance, he will definitely not be able to sleep tonight if he is held in someone's arms.

five minutes later.

Yu Weining opened his eyes and looked at the guide who was breathing evenly and falling asleep in his arms, his eyes as gentle as water.

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In the third game, Ning Zhiyuan entered the field with a popcorn bucket in his left hand and a fried chicken bucket in his right.

There is also a bag of melon seeds in my pocket.

As soon as he sat down, someone sat next to him.

Zhou Ding's eyes drifted straight to Ning Zhiyuan's hand: "We are in the same arena."

Ning Zhiyuan grabbed a handful of popcorn and gave it to him: "Eat something good. If you match me, you will stop here."

Zhou Ding: The popcorn I just got suddenly doesn’t smell good anymore.

After a pause, Zhou Ding started eating again.

No matter what, there is rice to eat now. If he really wants to match Ning Zhiyuan, then he is unlucky, and he should eat more to comfort himself.

Thinking this, Zhou Dingli stretched out his hand confidently: "More."

A hand stretched out from the side and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Guide, give me some too."

Ning Zhiyuan handed over a piece of fried chicken: "Wu Meng, why do you only have eye makeup on one eye?"

"Thank you." Wu Meng took the fried chicken and said weakly: "Ding Xiang slapped you on the makeup."

Ning Zhiyuan's ears immediately pricked up, and he asked gossipingly: "Telling your story, I feel that your relationship with Ding Xiang is unusual."

Wu Meng:......

After all, Wu Meng cleared his throat and briefly explained the situation.

He and Ding Xiang actually had a good relationship. Why don't they come to Yicheng to compete? He saved a guide who was molested while out for a walk.

As a result, the guide became attached to Wu Meng, and calling the police did not work. He refused to follow the police.

When I see someone wearing a police uniform, I cry. It's not a soft cry, it's an earth-shattering cry like a pig being slaughtered.

Wu Meng's face was full of depression: "My family, who knows? Just save any guide who has amnesia and doesn't know anything about it."

Wu Meng had no choice but to take the person back to the hotel and explain the situation to the team leader, and to keep him for the time being to ensure he wouldn't starve to death.

I don't know where Ding Xiang made the mistake, so he started to ridicule him out of nowhere.

"I was doing a good deed, but he actually said that I was rushing to lick the guide."

Wu Meng was a little angry as he said this: "He was a good meal partner, but I decided not to pay attention to him from now on! Whoever pays attention to him is a dog!"

"Don't speak too early." Ning Zhiyuan handed him another piece of fried chicken: "You haven't said yet why he beat you like this."

Wu Meng: "...You really think of me as a storyteller."

Naturally, Ding Xiang beat him because of the amnesiac guide, but this time he didn't blame Ding Xiang, but himself.

He forgot to tell the guide when he went to training, and the guide kept looking for him from floor to floor. He didn't know what kind of physique the guide had, so he was teased again.

When Wu Meng arrived, the guide was squatting on the ground crying, and Ding Xiang stood beside him with an impatient look on his face.

He naturally thought it was Ding Xiang who did it.

Wu Meng: "I really don't blame me for thinking so. Ding Xiang has such a bad attitude towards this guide."

Thinking of Ding Xiang's cynicism these days, Wu Meng turned on the microphone to criticize him.

As a result, Zheng's mood was so high that the guide said weakly: "He helped me fight off those bad guys." 】

Wu Meng was instantly dumbfounded.

Ding Xiang punched Wu Meng with a cold face, said "bastard" and left.

Wu Meng pointed at himself and asked, "Am I a bastard?"

Ning Zhiyuan nodded: "From a certain perspective, he is a bit of a bastard."

"Yeah, not messy at all..."

Wu Meng's eyes widened: "What the hell am I doing? That guide stuck to me, but I didn't take any advantage at all!"

"Your bastardity is not reflected in getting along with the guide." Ning Zhiyuan turned sideways while holding the fried chicken bucket, avoiding Zhou Ding's hands that secretly touched the fried chicken.

Wu Meng asked Zhou Ding coldly: "Am I a bastard?"

Zhou Ding's eyes were fixed on the fried chicken, and he listened to the words in one ear and out the other: "I don't know, I haven't eaten it before. It smells so good."

Wu Meng:......

The names of Zhou Ding and his opponent appeared on the screen.

Ning Zhiyuan urged him: "Hurry up. Failure to play within the time limit will be considered a forfeit."

Zhou Ding reluctantly took a deep breath of the aroma of fried chicken and stood up to get ready to play.

Ning Zhiyuan gave him an injection of chicken blood: "Think about how much fried chicken you can buy with the bonus. It won't be a problem to eat until you graduate."

Zhou Ding instantly became energetic, rushed to the playing field, defeated his opponent in one go, and returned to his seat with great pride.

The speed was so fast that Wu Meng didn't even think about what kind of bastard he was.

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "Have you thought about how to arrange this guide after the competition?"

Wu Meng frowned: "I won't make it."

He went out for a competition and brought back a guide, and his legs were probably going to be broken by his family - his parents were top-level TV drama contestants, and it was never advisable to pick someone up from home.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him sympathetically: "Come, let's add a friend. Remember to tell me about the follow-up development. Don't be in a hurry to wait online."

Wu Meng: "...Brother Guide, you are really my brother..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "It's easy to talk, don't worry, you will always be my younger brother in front of me."

Zhou Ding: "He treats you as your younger brother, so Teacher Yu is his godfather?"

Wu Meng was shocked, and the people around him were also shocked!

Is Yu Weining the father of this guide? !

SS-level sentinel secretly married and gave birth to a child!

Digging! Awesome!

No one thought for a moment about whether Yu Weining could give birth to such a big son.

Everyone was still shocked, and the names of Ning Zhiyuan and his opponent were displayed on the big screen.

In the first two games, the Sentinel was also on the same court as Ning Zhiyuan.

He knew very well how powerful Ning Zhiyuan was.

Just admit defeat, shame on you.

Just be tough, fear of pain.

It is common to get injured during training and simulated battles, but in the last game Ning Zhiyuan broke his hand bones with one punch!

Broken!

Ning Zhiyuan waited for a while and found that the sentry on the opposite side seemed to be distracted.

I don't know what he is thinking, his expression is sometimes tangled and sometimes distorted.

"I said……"

Before Ning Zhiyuan finished speaking, the sentry unconsciously covered his hands and screamed: "My hand bones are broken!"

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Yu Laosi naturally accepted the fact that he liked Ning Zhiyuan, and quickly completed the transformation of psychology and identity (*'(OO)'*)