You are harder than AK

No matter what Liang Liang yelled, Han Ran turned a deaf ear and turned on the live broadcast room calmly, without turning on the camera, only the microphone.

Seeing this, Liang Liang immediately fell silent. If the audience in the live broadcast room heard him, his face would be completely humiliated.

"Han Ran, let me go." He gritted his teeth, squeezed out the words in a breathy voice, stared at him angrily, flapped his legs, and the chair was creaked by him .

Han Ran smiled at him, tilted his head, and opened the game as elegantly as a noble earl prince.

Liang Liang didn't dare to yell, he could only stare at him with resentful eyes, burning hot eyes, wishing to see a hole in his back.

The popularity of the live broadcast room was very high. As soon as the broadcast started, a large number of fans and viewers flooded in, all of them came for Liang Liang.

Han Ran didn't make a sound, they thought it was Liang Liang who was broadcasting live.

All kinds of nympho barrage scrolled quickly.

"Ah! Husband! Husband!"

"God Liang! You finally started broadcasting! Long time no see!"

"Brother! I miss you so much!"

"Woooo! Why don't you turn on the camera? I want to see my face!"

"Please! I also want to see the face!"

Han Ran glanced at the crazy barrage, frowned unhappily, turned to look at Liang Liang, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, and silently shouted at him, "Husband?"

Liang Liang's back stiffened, he shook his head, and nodded again.

Han Ran snorted coldly, put on the earphones, and entered the game loading interface.

There are more people playing games at the moment, and they quickly matched with teammates and entered the battle screen.

The propeller on the top of the plane was rumbling, and the teammate asked in the team microphone, "Where should we jump?"

"I went to P city to shoot, you guys go to the jungle, see you in the finals." He said calmly, and parachuted to P city by himself, leaving three teammates on the plane in a daze.

He was used to commanding in the team, and for a while ignored the feelings of passers-by teammates.

Although these words are very arrogant, but on Han Ran, he has enough arrogant capital.

It's just an ordinary passer-by game, the division is not high, and his teammates don't know who he is, but his number points are several times higher than theirs. At first glance, he looks like a big shot, and he almost has the word thigh engraved on his face. , they naturally chose to listen to him, and a few of them jumped to an OB on the edge of a remote town.

This opening was a big deal, and the barrage exploded.

He has played so many games in China, and he is already a god-level existence. He is also the most popular in the league, and his fan base is particularly huge.

He is also Liang Liang's teammate. There are many people who know him in Liang Liang's live broadcast room, and they recognize him as soon as they hear his voice.

The official blog of the TTF club announced the heavy news of Han Ran's return to the team last night, which caused an uproar, and the topic was on the hot list for a whole day.

Liang Liang started broadcasting today, and many viewers squatted here just to try their luck, trying to see if they could see Han Ran at the captain's place, but they didn't expect them to be so lucky, so they squatted directly to him to broadcast live on Liang Liang's behalf.

Is there such a good thing?

After a bunch of question marks floated by, the barrage was even more dazzling than before, scrolling crazily, swiping one by one, I couldn't see what was posted at all, only the howling all over the screen.

"Ah! God Han! You're back, I'm finally here!"

"You have been away for two years, I miss you so much!"

"Han Shen, use your skills to shut up those trolls!"

"Han Ran, we haven't left, we will always be here, no matter when you come back, we will support you, please make sure to bring TTF to win the championship!"

Han Ran looked at these sincere bullet screens, and some of the IDs were acquaintances in his live broadcast room two years ago, even if he was such an indifferent person, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say thank you, but his throat was dry and he didn't make a sound.

The entries of "Han Ran live broadcast" and "Han Ran in Liang Liang's live broadcast room" skyrocketed, soaring to the top of the hot list in a few minutes, and the live broadcast room was crowded with fans flocking in.

At such an exciting moment, some rational, eye-catching, torture from the soul emerges in the crazy barrage of nympho.

"Wait, doesn't anyone care, why is Han Shen in Liang Shen's live broadcast room?"

"Yes, yes, aren't they incompatible?"

Han Ran also saw those bullet screens, ignored them, concentrated on manipulating the characters in the game, and killed all directions with a gun.

He has already killed seventeen heads, and his kpi is more than ten times that of No.2.

The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was in a hurry. The relationship between him and Liang Liang was talked about nonsense, and the CP fans couldn't sit still, jumped out, and silently swiped the pop-up screen to clarify, "It's all rumors, the two brothers have a good relationship! "

The master personally delivered the candy, it was the spring of CP fans, and he was elated when he spoke.

Liang Liang couldn't even move, and stayed on the sidelines, very bored, biting his lower lip angrily, kicking the table leg with his toe.

Seeing that Han Ran still ignored him, he didn't want to be outdone, and began to bump his head against the edge of the table. He didn't have any strength and bumped loudly, just wanting to attract his attention.

"Stop making trouble." Han Ran was finally willing to talk to him, took off the earphones and hung them around his neck, and put his hands on the edge of the table.

Liang Liang bumped into the back of his hand, softly, froze for a while, and stopped.

Han Ran gently rubbed his forehead, smiled helplessly, and coaxed softly, "Be obedient, don't make trouble, I will download the broadcast to accompany you after a while."

He was so close to the microphone that the audience could hear him even if he was whispering, his voice was low and the ending was a little hoarse, so close that the fans shouted that their ears were pregnant.

"Who is Han Ran talking to? So spoiled!"

"Ah! I'm dead! Han Ran's voice is so nice! I'll just fly to the child!"

"My God, it's the first time I've seen Han Ran so gentle, how happy his future girlfriend will be! I'm so sour!"

Han Ran touched his face and legs, teasing him for a while.

Liang Liang blushed, and glared at him, and then he stopped his hands unsatisfied, and twirled his fingertips knowingly.

"It's my cat." Han Ran looked at Liang Liang with a smile, turned his head and took away the enemy hiding behind the opposite house, and explained into the microphone in a low voice, "My cat is disobedient and lost his temper. You need to be coaxed."

"Ah! Is Hanshen's cat cute? What's its name?" the fans howled and asked.

Han Ran nodded subconsciously, remembering that they couldn't see, chuckled lightly, and said, "Cute, very cute, it's called... Nuan Nuan."

CP fans said, it’s knocked, it’s knocked.

Liang Liang stared at him, he didn't have the strength to toss any more, closed his eyes in despair, and leaned against the chair to sleep.

Han Ran played two rounds, his shoulders were sore, he stretched out his arms, rubbed his neck, turned his head and saw Liang Liang fell asleep on the chair, with his head tilted, looking shaky.

For a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry, said goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room in a low voice, and broadcasted decisively without delay. The words "goodbye, fans" had just been typed in the dialog box and hadn't been sent yet.

"Ah! Brother, don't go!" Many fans were still howling after the screen in the live broadcast room went black.

He stood up softly.

Over there, Liang Liang fell down as soon as he tilted his head. Han Ran strode over and gently supported his face with one hand.

He smiled helplessly, untied the rope on his body, and Liang Liang fell limply into his arms as soon as his body softened.

Han Ran carried him to the bed and loosened his tie.

Liang Liang woke up after sleeping for more than an hour.

He was awakened by the heat.

He moved, and found that his hands and feet were imprisoned and unable to move. Han Ran hugged him from behind, clinging to him tightly, wrapping his hands and feet around him, clinging like an octopus, strangling him so hard that he gasped. Not angry.

No wonder he dreamed of being held down by something in his dreams.

"Hmm!" He broke Han Ran's arm with great difficulty, and was about to put on his shoes and get out of bed, when a strong arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, pulled him back, and pressed him under him.

"Han Ran..."

Han Ran didn't sleep at all, deliberately teased him, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, and messed around inside.

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After a while, Liang Liang pulled back the quilt panting for air.

With a satisfied face, Han Ran leaned against his ear and smiled softly, "Brother, are you comfortable?"