Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Jiang Cha randomly found an internship at a company, occasionally doing some planning, and participating in activities when he had nothing to do. He felt very happy.

It’s just that Bai Zhe and Zhang Yu seem to be working overtime on a game recently.

He hasn't been seen for more than half a month.

"Brother Yang, come out and play!"

On the weekend, Jiang Cha, who was lying dead on the bed, received an invitation from the gaming team.

Since she had nothing to do, she agreed and went out in her slippers and sweatshirt jacket.

"How do two people play?"

Jiang Cha looked speechlessly at the boy sitting next to her. He had a baby face, curly hair, and looked incredibly well-behaved when he smiled.

The baby-faced boy is called Yang Bowen. He is only a sophomore this year, but he is very good at playing mid lane.

The light from Yang Bowen's mobile phone screen shone on his face, and Jiang Cha turned his head and looked around boredly.

There were quite a lot of people in this escape room, so Jiang Cha simply put his hands in his pockets and stood up, but as soon as he turned around, he met the eyes of Yu Jia, who was dressed like a sexy little wild cat.

Yu Jia, Bai Zhe’s ex-girlfriend.

Jiang Cha reacted first and smiled brightly: "Hi."

Yu Jia was obviously dazed. When he came to his senses, he watched Jiang Cha retreat and subconsciously looked for someone.

"Why are you here."

Jiang Cha shrugged: "Come and play, otherwise why are you here?"

Yu Jia was speechless, and then she saw a boy sitting next to Jiang Cha. His face looked like a high school student.

Yu Jia was immediately furious: "Wow, you were eating behind Bai Zhe's back!"

Yang Bowen was a little confused and looked at Yu Jia in confusion. He didn't know who Yu Jia was, but he caught a piece of information.

Is Yang Ge cheating on Bai Zhe? What is he cheating on?

Then Yu Jia quickly picked up the phone and took a photo. Jiang Cha didn't seem to stop him and just waved his hand.

"I thought you'd find some treasure by not getting back together with me, but in the end you ended up being a cuckold again."

There seemed to be a hint of gloating in Yu Jia's tone, and then he saw Jiang Cha walking quickly forward.

Her hair had grown long, covering her eyebrows and eyes, and even through her hair one could feel her powerful aura.

Jiang Cha is 1.72 meters tall, and even when she's wearing flat slippers, she's the same height as Yu Jia who's wearing high heels.

She raised her hand and gently placed it on her shoulder, and with the other hand she lifted her hair.

Those bright eyes stared straight at her, and Yu Jia felt half of her body numb.

"Be careful what you say, or I might hit you."

He casually turned his head and looked to the side: "Can we play?"

Yang Bowen quickly stepped forward: "Yes, Brother Yang."

The two of them passed by Yu Jia directly. The corners of Yu Jia's mouth trembled, and her hand with red nails rested on the shoulder that Jiang Cha had touched just now.

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Cha's free and easy back.

As luck would have it, Yu Jia and his group were sharing the table. Yu Jia stood aside with his arms folded, his face ashen.

A young man dressed in fashionable clothes seemed to be very concerned about her and came up to her and asked her questions.

Half an hour ago, Yu Jia would have definitely enjoyed the feeling of being sought after.

But when she turned around and saw the girl with her arms crossed, she couldn't feel any better.

Yu Jia lowered her eyes, touched her phone, and there was a strange light in her eyes.

……

Bai Zhe and Zhang Yu had been up all night for several days in a row and had just woken up in a hotel out of town.

Bai Zhe looked at a photo sent from an unfamiliar number.

He was very familiar with the protagonist in the story, but he didn't recognize the boy who was looking at her sideways.

"Your girlfriend is out on a date with another guy."

With just a simple sentence, his facial expression didn't change much. Bai Zhe put away his phone and went to the bathroom to wash up silently.

In the secret room,

Several people ran away in panic, and Yu Jia was the worst off. Those NPCs dressed as ghosts could always scare her accurately.

Every time they were close to each other, she was even asked to go out on a mission alone, and when she came back she was trembling with fear.

It gives the flower protectors many opportunities to perform.

As they approached the last level, Yu Jia learned her lesson and hid at the back, holding the flower protector's arm.

The lights went out and her eyes closed, and everything around her was quiet. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was punched.

Before she could react, everything was over again. She watched the smoke ring lights light up with a slap on her face.

His body reacted faster than his brain. He strode forward and raised his hand to hit Jiang Cha, who had obtained the last clue.

The NPCs were about to come out to take their bows, and they were so frightened by the scene that they dared not move.

Jiang Cha raised his eyes slightly and met Yu Jia's angry eyes: "Try to beat it down."

Yu Jia was originally overwhelmed by anger, and was inexplicably shocked by her words.

For a moment, I was overwhelmed with emotions and tears fell down, but my hand was still in the air.

Yu Jia didn't know why she was crying, she just felt wronged.

Jiang Cha frowned visibly as he looked at Yu Jia's face, which was gasping for breath from crying.

He turned around and left without forgetting to say, "Why are you crying?"

Yu Jia looked at her back, put his hands down, and continued to sob. The flower protector was no longer online.

The makeup on Yu Jia's face was more or less recognizable. The girl looked around and felt like she was being stared at like a joke.

She is strong-willed and playful, and can always hide herself in front of the opposite sex, but in front of that woman.

She was easily irritated every time.

"Yang Bowen, are you leaving or not?"

Jiang Cha pulled up the curtain and shouted, and the curly-haired boy standing in the corner let out a sigh.

When passing by Yu Jia, he hesitated for a moment and handed her the tissue in his pocket.

When someone reached out to him in adversity, Yu Jia broke down again. He snatched the tissue from the boy's hand and ran towards the door.

Yang Bowen walked out scratching his head. Jiang Cha was leaning against the door, looking at him with squinted eyes.

"Brother Yang..."

Jiang Cha seemed not to hear and was fiddling with the phone she had just received. Someone was sending her a message.

1

On a very ordinary weekend, Jiang Cha was curled up on the sofa watching a live game broadcast.

She pinched the bottle with her white fingertips, took a sip, and turned her head to look out the window.

"The fragment has been standing downstairs for almost ten minutes. Do you want to go down and take a look?"

Liuyi couldn't help but talk to him. Jiangcha turned his gaze and looked at the smiling faces of the teenagers who had won the championship on the phone screen.

"You didn't send me any messages, so how could I go there on my own initiative?"

Liuyi was speechless. What excuse did Jiang Cha need for what she wanted to do?

These two people's nagging is really annoying him.

It was past eleven in the evening. I saw the leaves swaying downstairs and the wind started to pick up...

Jiang Cha leaned against the glass in the room and looked down. It was a late autumn night and there was not a single ghost downstairs.

The phone on the bed kept ringing.

Jiang Cha casually put down the bottle in his hand, moved over and lay on the bed, with the phone right above his face.

The group of gaming experts suddenly became active again, but after entering society, everyone has no time left to play games.

This is the first time in the past half month that it has been so active. As a result, someone asked if they wanted to go out singing since tomorrow is the weekend anyway.

Some people are still complaining that it doesn't matter if it's the weekend, since they still have to work overtime. In order to get regular employees, these interns have almost used up all their weekend time.

Jiang Cha scrolled through the messages one by one, licked the corner of his mouth, and tapped the keyboard with his fingers nimbly.

"Okay, I'll go."

The ID displayed in the group was Master Wild King. She took the initiative to go, which naturally made the people who organized the group cheer.

"See? Brother Yang is going. I've posted the address in the group. If you want to come, just come by yourself. Don't be so shy like a new bride."

Outside, the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, people in the car were smoking, and the messages in the group were still scrolling frantically.

But his eyes were fixed on someone's answer interface.

Bai Zhe reached out and pressed the car window, extinguished the fireworks with his fingertips, and tapped the edge of the car with his fingers.

Looking at the lights upstairs, there was an uncanny depth in his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Cha came downstairs wearing a skirt and flat shoes.

After walking a few steps, I saw the tall man standing by the side of the road.

She turned around and was about to leave, but Bai Zhe called out to her in time: "Brother Yang."

Jiang Cha paused, looking a little regretful but forcing a smile as he turned around: "Bai Zhe, why are you standing there in the middle of the night? It's scary!"

Bai Zhe has already stepped forward. He is wearing a suit with the buttons of his shirt unbuttoned.

His hair was combed neatly, with a few strands of hair blocking his forehead, which matched his expressionless handsome face.

It gives people endless imagination.

Jiang Cha watched him walk up to her and calmed down: "You kid, you've been missing for a month, and you finally showed up."

Bai Zhe stared at her face with a smile in his eyes: "Brother Yang, you are wearing makeup..."

Jiang Cha touched her face, but her eyes did not fall on him. She raised her chin slightly, looking very proud.

"Of course, it's not like I'm going to hang out with a bunch of guys like you all the time anymore, so of course I have to develop my first love."

Bai Zhe frowned, and a somewhat familiar profile flashed through his mind.

But he still suppressed his inner irritation, smiled and was about to touch her head.

Jiang Cha dodged forward with a sharp eye, pretending not to know his actions: "Oh, Maca, are you driving? Perfect, you can give me a song."

Bai Zhe turned around and looked at her skirt blown by the wind, then lowered his eyes to look at his empty hand.

Then he strode after him.

When Jiang Cha and Bai Zhe came in, there were only a few people in the box.

The moment they saw the ginger tea, everyone's face was filled with surprise.

The boy who organized the group was considered a veteran of their original team game. He walked up to Jiang Cha with a microphone and looked amazed.

"Brother Yang, you look really beautiful when you dress up. Look at your makeup, your lipstick, this skirt... look at the label on this skirt..."

Jiang Cha slapped his hand away, raised her hand and wiped it back, a trace of annoyance flashed across her face.

Bai Zhe walked forward, pushed the boy aside and stood beside Jiang Cha. He looked at her and then went out to borrow a pair of scissors from the waiter to cut off the label.

"Brother Yang, drink!"

As she sat down, a boy passed several bottles of wine from the turntable in front of him to her.

She didn't want to drink the ginger tea, and she didn't drink it.

Even though there were only a few people, the atmosphere was still lively, and a few people were chatting about the scene when they first met.

A boy laughed and leaned back on the sofa: "I still remember that time when we formed a team and beat the opponent to pieces. In the end, the opponent's jungler developed even under our taunts.

He even took advantage of the late game to dart around and get the marksman. That move, that decisiveness, now I want to say it's so damn cool."

Jiang Cha said nothing, but reached for the wine bottle, took a few sips and ignored the boy's thumbs-up.

That is indeed very cool. The original owner’s jungle skills can be said to be self-taught.

Bai Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at her sideways, then opened his mouth to the few people who were still talking nonstop and lamenting about the beginning.

"But I feel like Brother Yang in the later stages is my favorite... jungler."

He emphasized the word "later period" particularly. Several people turned to look at him, seemingly thinking about it.

"Indeed, Brother Yang seems to care more about his teammates later on, especially you, Bai Zhe."

"Exactly. Even playing support, you're still 0-8 and being taunted by the opponent as a noob. Isn't it all because of Brother Yang that you're back on track? You should be grateful for Brother Yang's dedication to you over the years."

Bai Zhe seemed to have thought of something as well. He lowered his head and suppressed a smile, then he took out a bottle of wine that was exactly the same as the one on the table from somewhere.

"That's right, Brother Yang. I have no way of repaying you for your protection."

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and Jiang Cha could hear that there seemed to be another meaning hidden in his words.

A boy stood up and snapped his fingers in front of Bai Zhe, drawing his attention back: "Hey"

Jiang Cha watched Bai Zhe sit down, their eyes met in the air, and Jiang Cha looked away in a panic.

Bai Zhe pressed his tongue against his cheek, with a dark smile in his eyes.

Half an hour later, people started to come up one after another. Everyone was already comrades-in-arms with an additional layer of gaming relationship than ordinary classmates, and the place instantly became more lively.

As the jungle king, Jiang Cha contributed to the winning rate in the game and attracted a group of people to toast him.

The girl drank one cup after another, her cheeks flushed, and she had eaten up all the lipstick on her lips.

The redness she had now was all from drinking. Bai Zhe sat next to her and watched her drink one cup after another.

Looking at her red lips and the luster on her face, the possessiveness in his eyes was perfectly hidden in the originally dim private room.

"Ahhh, after all, we've all known each other for so long because of gaming, so a gathering can't just be about eating and drinking. How about this! Solo! Whoever wins, everyone in the group will call him Big Brother for a month!"

I don’t know what’s so exciting about this reward, but a dozen people started playing the game as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Some people even started live broadcasts, and quite a few people watched them.

Jiang Cha felt dizzy, and a cold big hand held her chin.

She couldn't help but rub her hot cheeks against the palm of his hand. The hand only stopped for half a second, and then her head found a suitable place to rest.

Jiang Cha closed his eyes, but still sighed: "Bai Yaoyao, you are still my friend."

Baizhe’s game name is Baiyao who loves to play Yao.

There was a lively scene around them. Bai Zhe and Jiang Cha sat on the side, her face resting on his back, while Bai Zhe sat on the sofa.

Looking back, I could only see a little bit of her shadow.

"Ahhhh, give me a chance, give me a chance, I'm the anchor!"

In the game, Xishi, who had only a little blood left, was being chased. The girl seemed to be shouting for a life-saving talisman, but in the end she still couldn't escape death.

There was a burst of cheers at the scene, and someone shouted "Brother Yang".

The people at the scene really kept shouting "Brother Yang", and then everyone saw it.

Brother Yang, who is usually carefree, is now leaning on Bai Zhe's back like a child.

The man was wearing a suit, and his handsome face showed generosity and composure. He did not seem embarrassed at all by being stared at by everyone.

The crowd quieted down, and Jiang Cha woke up instead. She sat there in a daze, and looked over Bai Zhe's shoulder to see the strange expressions on the faces of the people in the group.

She was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Bai Zhe turned his head first, looking at her tenderly: "It's okay, do you want to sleep for a while? Or go back?"

“oi…oi…oi”

I don't know who couldn't help but make a sound. Looking at Bai Zhe's worthless face, everyone seemed to know something tacitly.

Bai Zhe faced everyone's gaze calmly.