flicker, then flicker

twenty,

Before the heart sank and started to beat again, there was a light on the lips.Seeing him standing still, Hang Zhe turned his head and touched the corner of his mouth again.

"Live." Hang Zhe nodded his chin and turned him to the screen.

"Oh!" Alive... who survived? !I don't!I am dead!

After clicking the mouse a few times quickly, the villain on the screen twisted his buttocks and twisted flowers. Only then did Yan Ming realize that he had a kiss just now?This... the fucking end? !

Who said that the first kiss makes people's heart beat like a drum and tears like a fountain?How come it's over before it even started? !

In a daze, the teammate had pushed to the opposite crystal and successfully won the next round.Yan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he won.

"You come."

"Ok?"

"Let me see the gap between anchors and civilians."

Yan Ming replied to him with a gesture you asked for, and added after he sat down: "You can start the live broadcast, I won't talk."

"It's okay to talk." Hang Zhe looked back at him, "Then I drove?"

Yan Ming pursed his lips, motioning for him to please.Hang Zhe clicked on a few programs, and then turned on the switch of the box next to the monitor.

"What is this?" A mobile hard drive with a switch?

"Sound card." Hang Zhe replied.

"Oh—" Yan Mingluan, "Voice changer?"

"No," Hang Zhe glanced at him unexpectedly, "do you know voice changer?"

Yan Ming raised his eyebrows, of course I know, and I also know that you used this thing to fool me—twice!

Hang Zhe clicked on the tuning interface and explained to him that it is really not a voice changer. The sound card is to polish the sound and cannot change the tone itself.

Polishing... Yan Ming recalled someone's voice in his memory, and wanted to remind him that the one you have now is far worse than the one you used a few years ago.

The live broadcast interface loaded, Yan Ming leaned closer to the screen, and saw that the number of online users increased rapidly.

This speed is very popular, my friend.

Hang Zhe took the same shooter and jungle hero as the top one, and played and explained according to the same rhythm. After Yan Ming listened for a while, his thoughts drifted away again.In my memory, this person is not so talkative, why is he still a host now?

Gently resting his elbows on the back of the chair, his eyes moved from the screen to Hang Zhe's side face. Yan Ming found him eye-catching when he saw him for the first time. .Yan Ming's gaze traced from top to bottom, from the corners of his slightly drooping eyes all the way to the rolling Adam's apple as he spoke, and finally turned back and stopped on the moving lips.Yan Ming was thinking about what it felt like just now.

After Hang Zhe finished the demonstration match, he turned around and met his confused and probing eyes.Hang Zhe was startled, and then he opened his mouth, not knowing whether to ask him or the audience: "Have you learned it?"

It's over, Yan Ming thought in his heart, and moved his hand accordingly, imitating Hang Zhe's movement just now, reciprocating his kiss with the same gesture, and finally licked his lips without a teacher.

And then... Naturally, I couldn't leave.

The back of the head was pressed, and the four lips were reattached. Yan Ming could taste the moistness left by himself on the other's lips, which was sticky and greasy, and fell between their lips.The return of class came so quickly, Teacher Hang licked his lips and teeth in relief, grabbed the soft tip of his tongue, sucked and teased, there was no sound in his ears, only the electric touch between lips and tongue was left.

Feeling that something would happen if he kissed again, Hang Zhe backed away a little, Yan Ming broke away from his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth heavily with the back of his hand.Seeing him being kissed so that his eyes fogged up and his lips turned red from rubbing hard, Hang Zhe had no choice but to look away.

It's dying.

As expected, there were question marks on the bullet screen, and Hang Zhe said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, the new little thing at home just bit me."

"What do you raise? I can't tell you that."

"Breed? Can't say, male or female? Male."

"Don't ask, it's time to bite me again."

... You can really imagine that Yan Ming admits that Mr. Hang is too high-ranked to be offended.

The next morning, Hang Zhe packed up his things and sent them away. Just after two o'clock in the afternoon, he got off work and went to University A.

Following the address on the poster, Hang Zhe found the auditorium. The staff at the door gave him a dissatisfied look. He smiled back, bent down and found a seat in the last row.The female classmates around him saw that he was dressed casually, and thought he was also a staff member, so they didn't dare to speak in a low voice.

The presentation is in the middle of the process, and Hang Zhe searched the past row by row, trying to find his own from the back of the head of various styles in front of him. It happened that the speaker had finished introducing the information and invited the brothers and sisters of the school to share it here The experience of working in this company.

Yan Ming got up and walked onto the stage, and there was a commotion immediately below.The female student could no longer care about the "staff" beside her, and excitedly introduced this celebrity senior to her companions.

The people on the stage spoke freely. In order to take care of the audience, Yan Ming asked people in the distance to stand up and ask questions. His eyes flicked across the back row, and he accidentally caught a familiar face. He stopped for two seconds before looking away.

"Brother laughed!!" The two girls were so excited that they could barely hold their voices together. "Fuck, it looks so good! I miss you!!"

Think... what the hell?Hang Zhe thought he was hallucinating, but he was sure after listening to the two of them say it several times in a row. While smacking his tongue at the girls' straightforwardness, he felt the same, and asked who wouldn't want it?

After the speech was over and the resumes were collected, Yan Ming packed his things, left the auditorium and rushed to the parking lot. He drove over and just sent a message to ask Hang Zhe to wait there first.

Hang Zhe waited for a while, looking at one car after another boredly, guessing which one would be driven by Yan Ming.

A black Mercedes, too old-fashioned, a red BMW, the interior looks like a girl drives it, a silver Toyota, too common for a boy who is not good enough for him, and he is thinking wildly about whether he should buy a car too, with the lights of a white SUV behind him Flash, startle him.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Ming walked over from behind, seeing his serious face, "Get in the car."

Taking a look at the car logo, Hang Zhe began to think about whether he could catch up with changing cars for others by selling his face now.

They finished early and missed the Friday night rush.Yan Ming also went back to the company to take the things back to the office, and threw the car directly in the parking lot.

Zhong Rui booked the VIP floor on the top floor of an Internet celebrity party restaurant. This floor is smaller than the downstairs, but the facilities are newer and the privacy is better.

Hang Zhe thought he was the first to arrive, but he didn't expect to be hugged as soon as he entered the door.

"I often think about you." Zhong Rui failed to hold him back, fearing to offend his sister-in-law, so he hurriedly stepped forward to tear him away, "I know you very well, so I just started to play."

"Familiar, why not?" The man called Chang Nian let go of his hand, and when he saw that there was another person beside him, he made a gesture to embrace him, "This handsome guy...huh?"

Hang Zhe stuck between the two of them, with his palm resting on Chang Nian's chest: "Chang Daxian, take away your supernatural powers."

Chang Nian retreated resentfully, muttering: "It's rare to see each other, so cold."

"Don't play King Kong Barbie, I'm tired!" Zhong Rui kicked him behind him, kicking him away, "Brother Yue, Xiao Ming, go play for a while, and wait for a few more people."

Yan Ming came to this kind of place for the first time, looking at the novelty, he took a glance and found that there was a girl looking at the table football.Just about to ask Hang Zhe who this is, the girl narrowed her eyes and called out "Brother Yue" with some hesitation.

This voice was cheerful and familiar, and Hang Zhe and Yan Ming immediately realized that the same word popped up in their hearts, matchmaker?

The girl kicked away Chang Nian who was close to her, and called Hang Zhe and the others to come and play together.

"Why are you kicking me?" Chang Nian patted his trouser legs, "Can you be a little girly?"

"I can't," the girl looked at the two people who came over, she finally held back a little bit towards Yan Ming, and asked him with her lips pursed, "Yu Mengmeng?"

Yan Ming and Hang Zhe looked at each other, is it so easy to guess?

The four of them played against each other two-on-two. The girl disliked Chang Nian, but it was not bad to cooperate with him. Yan Ming had never played before, so cooperation naturally did not exist. He let Hang Zhe know what a fight is. three.

Others arrived one after another, and Hang Zhe also played casually, introducing to Yan Ming who came while playing.

"Stop playing," Chang Nian felt bored, "Both of you are not thinking about the ball."

"Reflect on yourself," Hang Zhe pushed the pot, "You have wiped out the fun of the newcomer's game."

Chang Nian could tell that he was a new ass, this buddy brought someone to show off today.He and Hang Zhe met during the interview back then. He was acquainted with him. After the interview, he exchanged phone calls with Hang Zhe and contacted him from time to time. Later, when Shengshi recruited a data engineer, Hang Zhe recommended him and stayed there until now.

When everyone arrived, they didn't have a few minutes of serious meals, and they all went to play separately.

"It's just to find an opportunity to connect with each other," Hang Zhe explained to Yan Ming, "they are all like this in the prosperous age, you can play whatever you want, and don't care about others."

"In this way," Yan Ming also noticed that it doesn't matter whether he was born or whose birthday it was, and he didn't see anyone courting Noah, "but look at him."

At the other end of the line of sight, Art sat alone in the corner, frowning and playing with his mobile phone.A shadow suddenly fell on his head, Art looked up, and there were two people standing in front of him, one with worry written on his face, and one with brother giving you advice.

"Why don't you play with them?" Hang Zhe sat down beside Art, raised his eyebrows at Zhong Rui, "There are few people over there."

"It's written in the encyclopedia that his birthday is next month." Art put away his phone, and Noah called him to have dinner two days ago, thinking it was just an ordinary dinner.

"Well, he changed his birthday." Hang Zhe understood, "Nothing prepared? It's okay, we all came empty-handed."

That's different, Art thought, and asked again, "Did he say what he wanted?"

"I want a lot. I said I wanted to change the car a while ago." Hang Zhe looked at the child with a serious expression, thoughtful, and quickly stopped, "You don't really want to give the car, do you? That's all I said, he I don’t understand cars at all, so if you have money, don’t waste money on it.”

I don't have any money, and Art regrets it. I knew that I would keep the money from selling the car.

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Rui saw from afar that Hang Zhe and his wife were coaxing children, muttering to each other around Art.

"Talk about the car." Hang Zhe said.

"What kind of car, I'm planning to buy it too," Zhong Rui became interested and asked Art, "The car you drove last time looked good, isn't it quite expensive, costing hundreds of thousands?"

Art nodded with difficulty, he could barely buy a second-hand car.

"What car do you have?" Yan Ming asked him suddenly.

"911," Art replied.

"..." Yan Ming rubbed his nose with his fingers.

"You Nuo Shen, all his money was used to buy a house," Hang Zhe smoothed things over for him, "Understand."

After a crazy night, Hang Zhe accompanied most of the people away. Zhong Rui said just now that he wanted to open another stall. Chang Nian drove Art over there first. Hang Zhe and the others followed Zhong Rui, and the three of them passed through In the parking lot, Zhong Rui, who was walking ahead, stopped suddenly.

Hang Zhe followed his gaze, tsk, why is it you again.

The author has something to say: here we come, sorry for the lateness, the next chapter will be updated tomorrow night.