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The countdown for returning to the city ends at one point one by one.

Luo Jia stood in front of Lu Ziyan, and time also stood still second by second.

She felt that her temperature was getting higher and higher.

Lu Ziyan looked at her quietly, with dark eyes and a warm and gentle smile.

Wait quietly.

With the end of the countdown to the city, the hero has returned to the base with a bang.

She was still standing in front of him blankly.

Lu Ziyan turned around slowly, intending to continue holding the mouse.

This movement woke Luo Jia up instantly, she almost subconsciously grabbed Lu Ziyan's arm.

He stopped and looked sideways at her again.

The game is still going on, no headphones are plugged into the laptop, and the sound played outside can be heard by everyone.

Teammates are sending out signals, ringing loudly in the canyon.

It was like a urging bell, beating her nerves again and again.

Just as in the motion of pulling his arm, Luo Jia yanked him over, and quickly touched his face indiscriminately.

Then he didn't dare to look at him, and pulled him up from the chair.

This time he cooperated and got up from the chair easily.

Until she took over the mouse, sat down, operated the hero, bought the equipment and left the base, she didn't dare to look at him, and she didn't know if her hot face was flushed or not.

Although he didn't dare to look at him, but from the corner of his eyes, he could feel that he was standing beside her after she pulled him away from the chair.

He was tall and blocked the light coming in from the balcony in sevens and eighties. She was almost shrouded in his shadow, as if she was in a pool of boiling water.

Her heartbeat fluctuated.

As a result, I just bought the equipment and was ready to leave the base.

At this time, Lu Ziyan leaned over slightly, put his hand over her hand holding the mouse, and clicked on the mall again.

His tone sounded calm and normal, "Buy a real eye, you must have this habit."

He let go after buying the equipment.

The back of the hand is still warm.

She didn't dare to move, she looked at the screen, "...oh."

Then I heard him laugh, very low.

She was even more afraid to speak, pursing her lips, pretending to operate the game calmly, very serious and focused.

Lu Ziyan stood by and watched for a while, and walked away seeing her going well.

As soon as his shadow moved, Luo Jia subconsciously turned her head to look over.

He opened the sliding door of the balcony, holding the broom she had just brought in his hand. At this time, the signal sound in the game was intense, and the team was about to be played. Luo Jia looked away and continued the game, but she was thinking about Lu Ziyan in her heart.

After the rounds were over, when she had the time to concentrate, Luo Jia hurriedly stopped her: "Just let me do it myself."

Seeing that he didn't respond.

"... Lu Ziyan."

He didn't change his expression, and when he passed behind her, he said calmly: "If you go any further, you will die."

She turned her head quickly... When she saw the screen, she almost walked into the opposite defense tower.

Luo Jia hurriedly manipulated the hero back.

Fortunately, there are no enemy heroes around, she just suffered the attack of the tower in vain, otherwise she will be scolded and sent to death by her teammates if she dies in this wave——

The screen turns black and white, the person dies, and enters the countdown to resurrection.

The second she had just exited from the opposite defense tower, a jungler rushed out from the grass in the river, instantly killing her.

"..."

Luo Jia looked at the screen that suddenly changed to black and white, and was speechless for a moment.

But Lu Ziyan was behind him, and Luo Jia heard him chuckle slightly.

She immediately turned her head and stared at him, "You're still laughing."

Lu Ziyan was cleaning the cabinet behind her, with his back to her, and smiled in a faint voice: "Don't be distracted, just focus."

After she turned her head, she looked at the 20-second countdown to resurrection.

He muttered softly, "I don't even look at why I'm distracted."

"why."

"..."

He actually had the nerve to ask.

There are still ten seconds left in the countdown to resurrection.

In his mind, he was randomly thinking about him sitting in front of her, with dark and bright eyes, a slight smile, warm as a seductive goblin, leading her to fall for him, only hearing his own deafening heartbeat.

The moment I bumped into his face carelessly, it seemed a little too fast.

When she turned her head again, Lu Ziyan had finished wiping the cabinet.

He pushed open the balcony door.

The sun was shining brightly, and the balcony faced the camphor forest opposite the dormitory building. The light was pale golden, which outlined his outline like a gentle picture scroll, and he was the lightest touch among the colorful colors.

He cleaned up the dormitory where she was about to start the next semester. It felt amazing, as if he had breathed into her life.

It was Lu Ziyan who belonged only to her.

The resurrection time was over, this time Luo Jia was not as absent-minded as before.

She gradually entered the state and played very seriously.

Lu Ziyan was busy behind her, and when he swept the floor to her feet, he said softly, "Lift your feet."

While operating the game, she obediently raised her feet mechanically.

Lu Ziyan swept the ground under her feet, "It's ok."

She put it down again.

A few minutes later, he dragged the floor to her side again, and said again: "Lift your feet."

She raised her foot mechanically again.

"All right."

The situation in front of her was tense, she was in a group fight, and her blood volume was only half left, she was a little scared, she didn't know whether to continue chasing, she was afraid that the opponent would hit her with a backhand and kill her in seconds.

So the feet were still hanging in a daze, forgetting to put them down.

"Flash chase."

Lu Ziyan spoke lightly behind him.

Hearing his words, Luo Jia instinctively obeyed and pressed Blink, and the basic attack caught up to the opposite hero. The red BUFF she was wearing had a sticky effect, and she shot after shot, but she was terrified in chasing him.

She is playing Jinx, and after participating in the kill, she will trigger a passive and enter a faster pursuit.

She accepted it as soon as she wanted, because the person left on the opposite side was Nuoshou, and the psychological shadow of being killed by Nuoshou's ax hung high, and she was a little scared.

"Keep chasing."

"..."

She gritted her teeth and continued to chase.

On the opposite side, Nuo got into the bushes and lost his vision. Luo Jia couldn't find his way at once. She wanted to go into the bushes, but Lu Ziyan said, "Get in."

It was only then that she remembered that the real eye that Lu Ziyan bought while holding her hand had never been used.

As soon as he put his eyes on it, Nuoshou stuck in the field of view of the bushes appeared instantly, and Luo Jia killed Nuoshou in fear.

Destroy the dough.

Then she let go of her heart and went to push the tower.

Lu Ziyan smiled lightly and said, "You can also put your feet down."

"..."

Only then did she realize that she had been nervously playing the group just now, and her body movements hadn't changed.

This round was also successfully won.

After the game was settled, she finally succeeded in her sixth or seventh promotion match.

She turned her head happily, and then saw that her dormitory was clean.

After knowing it, I remembered that Lu Ziyan had already cleaned her dormitory just now.

Lu Ziyan looked at her and turned from being happy to depressed in an instant, and said amusedly, "Aren't you happy to be promoted?"

"..."

She turned her head away from him.

Quietly close the game.

He tapped the close button hard, unable to vent.

Lu Ziyan stretched out his hand and pinched her face, the skin was very soft, I don't know if it was because of sulking, her face was swollen, it looked like a ball when pinched.

He laughed and said, "Why are you angry?"

Luo Jia accused, "You tricked me."

"yes."

She ignored him.

"Jiajia?"

After a while, she said in a muffled voice, "...you finally took a day off."

He laughed and said, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't rest this day."

"..."

What was originally just a little bit depressed suddenly turned into dense pain.

In fact, he seems to be only a little older than herself, but her biggest worry is that her parents are too strict, and she is too introverted, and she can't make it in the promotion competition. It is said that it is an annoyance, but it is actually just some ordinary problems.

And Lu Ziyan...

She was still thinking hard, but she could see his hand out of the corner of her eye.

His hands are beautiful, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and a cold white color.

He thought she was still depressed about what happened just now, so he said softly: "I won't trick you in the future, don't be angry."

Then he froze for a moment.

Looking at the hand held by Luo Jia, "Jia Jia?"

Luo Jia took his hand and placed it in front of her, holding it tightly.

Still sullenly, she didn't look at him, "You close your eyes."

He smiled, "What's wrong."

"Close your eyes."

"it is good."

He closed his eyes obediently, and his lips were curved, looking very cute, like a piece of soft white sugar cake.

Luo Jia held his hand, feeling nervous and wobbly.

She stood up and tiptoed slowly, he was tall, one hand supported his arm to reach his eyes with strength.

Under the corner of his eye, she kissed him lightly.

From a very close distance, she saw Lu Ziyan's eyes tremble, and opened them suddenly.

Eyes are deep, like a thick night.

Her face was reflected in the thick ink that couldn't be melted away. He didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were fixed on her.

Like a flickering candle.

She was suddenly a little uneasy, "...why don't you speak?"

After a long time, he smiled lightly, his eyes were gentle, and he turned into a white sugar cake that she could manipulate at will.

"say what."

He lowered his head slightly, at eye level with hers.

The gentle smile continued, "Kiss again?"

"..."

Luo Jia said blankly, "I don't."

"Jiajia."

"No."

He was not surprised, he laughed at her as if teasing a child.

Then, his eyelashes drooped, and he paused for a while, and his leaning kiss stopped at the corner of her lips.

His face was very close, Luo Jia stayed in place, watching his throat restrained from rolling in confusion, he turned his head sideways, and his chin rested on her shoulder, as if he had found a weight-bearing fulcrum on her body.

She couldn't see Lu Ziyan's expression, but his voice was close to her ear, whispering softly, with the tiredness that only she could hear, slightly hoarse.

"don’t worry."

He raised his hand to stroke the hair on her back, this time his voice was as gentle as usual, "Don't worry."

After Lu Ziyan let go of herself, she belatedly realized that her hair was scattered behind her back.

She reached out to touch the end of her hair, and the hair tie that tied her hair had fallen out of nowhere.

She was turning around to look for it, but when she saw the hair tie in Lu Ziyan's hand, she asked blankly, "What are you doing with my hair tie?"

He put the hair band on his wrist, and said in a casual tone, "When the hair grows, put it in a ponytail."

Luo Jia was speechless, "What kind of ponytail are you wearing?"

Hearing this, he suddenly laughed.

Putting his wrist into his pocket, he didn't intend to return the hair tie to her, "Jiajia, you look like a straight man who doesn't understand style."