You Boys Play Games Very Well

Ling Meng saw this post during the live broadcast the next day.A friend asked him to watch the post live. He thought the worst thing would be some ghost story, so he poked it in. In the end, he read a story even worse than a ghost story.

Ling Meng, who is known for his rich expressions, didn't even know what expression to show.

So the audience saw a father Ning with a stiff expression, and finally pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, obviously guilty.

——What do you think, Papa Lemon?

"What do you think? This world is too dangerous, either being photographed openly, or being photographed secretly..."

—Who is the handsome guy you are dating?Is it your male friend?

"Hehe, haven't you guys had supper with friends of the same sex?"

——Yes, but not so handsome.

——With such a handsome guy, they all went to open a room, so what else do they have for supper.

——Do not smoke!There is only one godfather I admit!Only a godfather can be a godfather!

"Why does a Qingliu anchor like me have pornographic viewers like you, you are all sent by the next door to punish me?"

——Don’t change the subject, tell us something?

Ling Meng thought for a while: "He is a very strong Xinghe."

——Brilliant, it sounds like a boy.

——How powerful is it?Can it still be as powerful as my mans god?

"That's hard to say."

How did he know if Shan Zhu could defeat him.

——It's not easy to be recognized by Lemon's father, it should be really powerful.

——Ning's father personally judged that he is very good, and he may beat Mangshen... Could it be that he is a professional player?

"Don't guess, you guys won't guess." Ling Meng opened the client. He learned a lot from Mangshen yesterday, and he couldn't wait to put it into practice. "Tonight we will play 1V1."

Ling Meng took the initiative to open a room to invite Shan Zhu to fight. The two people's live broadcast room was full of gossip-eating people. As a result, they just played games, games, and games for the whole night. They were purer than those in the Alps. The snow is still white, and even Mangshen's daily teasing is gone.

——One mind gossips, no mind games.

——You boys are so fascinated by playing games~

——Mangshen didn't ask any questions, and Ning's father resolutely refused to answer, it was such a tacit understanding.

Shan Zhu wanted to play a game of leadership, and didn't use his full strength. The two fought hard all night, each winning and losing.

As the lights were about to turn off, the happy Ling Meng stretched.

"Thank you for coming to my live broadcast room. Newcomers are welcome to pay attention. That's all for today. See you tomorrow."

Housing Manager Mangosteen: Wait a minute.

"how?"

[Platform broadcast] User Mangosteen gave anchor Lemon a kitty yard as a gift, and said: Baby played well today, thank you for your hard work.