you pressed to the corner of my lips

Fu Xiyu turned off the phone, feeling hard to calm down, maybe she was narcissistic, and she actually felt that Bo Yao liked her.

If you don't like it, how can you send an apology.

She pays great attention to detail, and at this point, she won't let it go easily.Probably Bo Yao didn't notice it, it should be like this.

Someone who truly loves you can bend down to get close to you instead of watching you get close to others.

Even if the years do not tolerate you, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

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Bo Yao followed his teammates to the base in a nanny car, and needed to change into a professional uniform before going to the biggest stadium in Shanghai.

There are four regular season games today, and Bo Yao is scheduled to play in each game. The publicity personnel believe that Bo Yao will most likely be the biggest highlight of this game.

She hasn't played a game for five or six years. She usually does evaluations to accumulate fans. She is very popular with passers-by. She is more popular with young girls than Jiao Qiaoqiao, who has played professional games for six or seven years.

Fu Xiyu drove into the base, and the security outside pulled the lever to let her go, and she parked the car in the base garage.

He didn't bring anything, and walked into the building in high heels.

Bo Yao sat in front of the training machine, specializing in various heroes, and she needed to estimate which heroes the people around her were good at. Brother A can play wild, his skills are relatively stable, and Sioux City is a shooter who plays the growth path, so he needs to find a good seed to support him.

It is unlikely that Bo Yao will be used as a support. She is good at almost every hero and has a high winning rate. If she is used as a support, she is likely to collapse.

Brother A thinks that Rong Er's support seems to be acceptable. Rong Er usually attacks the top laner. Among them, Rong Er is a very wretched and developed type. Every time you are in the lane, you hide in the tower for fear of death, and the enemy will not run in front of you. , not easy to get out of the tower, some fans gave him a title: the hypocritical Rong Er has a sweet double row with the crystal tower every day.

Brother A saw Fu Xiyu coming to the base suddenly, and rubbed his hands excitedly, the little soldier felt a little embarrassed when he saw the officer.

This is the first time for him, an old man, to see this kind of pure natural beauty. The unique beauty exuded by Fu Xiyu is not comparable to those Internet celebrities and celebrities.

A looks more handsome, and fans love his roughness. He walked up to Fu Xiyu and asked with a smile, "It's rare for Mr. Fu to come to our place. Come in and have a seat."

Fu Xiyu took a few glances at the environment here. The oval e-sports tables were spliced ​​together, and each deck had its own name. Bo Yan was concentrating on training with her earphones on. She looked back and said to A: "You don't have to. Nervous, I stopped by to have a look, the environment here is good, feel free to mention anything you need.”

A: "We don't lack anything now. Everyone is preparing for the competition. Please drink tea, princess."

Fu Xiyu took the paper cup, put it aside and said, "Which game is Bo Yao?"

A thought for a while, and replied: "Today's regular season has her name, and tomorrow's quarterly game will also include her. These are the company's requirements. It seems that Bo Yao is going to win the hearts of a large number of fans this time."

Fu Xiyu nodded slightly, sitting on a high chair on one side, her long hair was hanging down fluffy to her waist, she was wearing a long silk spun skirt, which outlined the softness of her figure, the light above her head shrouded her body, as if covered with a layer of mist.

She pointed at the table with her finger, staring at Bo Yao's direction for a moment, watching her figure tirelessly, with her other finger propped on her neck, her body turned slightly.

She will only become firm and decisive when she is in adversity or unsatisfactory. Maybe this time, Bo Yao has some expectations in her heart.

Brother A stood aside and didn't know what to say. He was a little embarrassed. He usually talked a lot, but when he saw a beautiful woman, he couldn't even fart.As a pure passer-by, he really felt that Fu Xiyu had grown up to the aesthetic point of every man. He was so fresh and refined, enchanting and soft, and his stunning face was unforgettable.

He tried to ask again: "Mr. Fu, how about I call Bo Yao for you, she is so naive, how can I let you wait for her?"

Fu Xiyu raised his hand to interrupt him, glanced slightly, glanced at several booths beside him, continued to focus on the man, and said coldly: "Don't bother her, let her work first."

"Bo Yao is really blessed for several lifetimes to meet someone like you. She usually doesn't talk much and has a cold temper, but she is quite nice. She never gets angry with the people around her. Sometimes it makes people feel uncomfortable. fathom."

Fu Xiyu said: "Go and do your work first, don't hang around in front of my eyes."

Brother A choked suddenly, he said too directly, he didn't wander around to please the big boss, this boss seems to be a loving master.

Brother A smiled and said nothing, and quickly retreated.

Fu Xiyu didn't bother Bo Yao, took out his mobile phone and opened it, and opened WeChat with his finger, the corners of his mouth raised a low arc.Staring at the apology she sent, she felt inexplicably better. Before, she would rather keep silent than explain.

Bo Yao belongs to the kind of person who cares about people she likes, and is naturally indifferent to people who don't have feelings for her. At school, she never took the initiative to send messages, let alone ask others out.

A girl who is particularly difficult to flirt with, but she has been thinking about her entire youth.

Bo Yao took off the earphones, rubbed the earbones, took the water glass next to him, and took a few sips of water.

The next second, she was slightly stunned, and the movement of holding the cup froze. She raised her head slightly, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the woman sitting next to her, and the corners of her eyes trembled.

Fu Xiyu walked up to her, took her water glass, took a napkin from the side and handed it to her, "You are so stupid when you see me."

Bo Yao came back to his senses, pursed his lips, and said, "Why are you here?"

Fu Xiyu sat on the table next to the booth, tilted his head and said, "I'll come to see you and cheer you up."

Bo Yan: ...

Fu Xiyu smiled slightly, pretending to be distressed: "I'm not in the fan circle. If I cheer you up in private, will I be jealous of your fans?"

Bo Yao: "No, I never engage in fan circles."

"That's how it is. No wonder your activities are so much less than that of the female Wu Zhan Jiao Qiaoqiao. You don't fight or grab and rely on yourself."

Bo Yao rubbed the tip of her nose, put down her cup and asked, "The game is about to start in the afternoon, now it's time for dinner, I'll take you out for a bite to eat."

Fu Xiyu thought about it and said: "OK. You are a local, and by the way, I thank you for being my tour guide and taking me around. I really haven't been to this city for a long, long time."

"Um……"

"I haven't asked you yet, how did you go back to Shanghai to go to university after you left the North, and did you encounter any difficulties."

"No, you don't have to worry, it's all over."

Fu Xiyu raised her eyebrows, and fixed her narrow eyes on her, "Is there really nothing that you can't forget?"

Bo Yao was puzzled when she heard it, the guest who got her that night seven years ago suddenly appeared in her mind, the vague outline couldn't be cleared in her mind, with a sense of familiarity.

However, Fu Xiyu has always been in the north, and has almost never been to Shanghai. Judging from her expression, it seems that she has been here a long time ago.

For some reason, she was suddenly distracted by her words.

After all, in her sophomore year, she went against her will and stayed with a guest for a night for money. Although that was in the past tense, she was always uncomfortable in her heart, especially when Fu Xiyu knew about it.

If she knew about the stupid things she had done, she would hate herself very much.

A He Annong has made her feel uncomfortable for so many years, will she find out the guests of that night by turning the bottom of her head.

Fu Xiyu held her hand, opened her palm, stretched out his slender index finger, and wrote cheers on her palm with a smile in his eyes.

She opened her eyes and said in a doting tone, "Ah, after your competition is over, let's go to Songjiang University. That's where you live."

Bo Yan's eyes froze for a few seconds, his eyelashes lowered, and Liu Hai covered his eyes.

Her lips moved: "Yes."

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