My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

But in the end it is one.

Really let one say it right.

Even though their eight heads have different thoughts, they all feel the same about their bodies.

Don't look at them angrily beating up the fat one together, when the other one went out to meet with netizens again, they cursed and swearing, but their bodies shrank back very honestly.

She continued to dress up beautifully, and went out very coquettishly.

Watching her head leave the house triumphantly, Tang Xin held her chin and sank into deep thought.

Li Yelan asked, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Xin clicked her tongue: "I'm summing up my life."

Li Yelan looked at him curiously: "Conclude from Baqi? Then what did you conclude?"

Tang Xin shook her head and sighed, "The saying of eating marrow to know taste is applicable to all males."

Li Yelan: ...

That's a great summary.

In this way, life returned to normal, but it also became slightly different.

Tang Xin found that Baqi had become different, and fell in love with the "sport" of noodle.

The poor ghost has also become different.

Since the poor ghost and Kou Ji moved downstairs, they would come up to have a meal with them at least two or three days before the Chinese New Year.

But it has been nearly a month since the year, and Tang Xin found that the poor ghost has never shown his face again.

Kou Ji came up to have a meal from time to time, but the poor ghost never saw him.

Tang Xin asked Kou Ji suspiciously: "What are the poor ghosts doing down there? Don't you even have time to eat?"

Kou Ji sighed, and said with a faint resentment in his expression: "I didn't do anything, just play a game."

Tang Xin was surprised: "Playing games? He used to play games all the time before. I've never seen him forgetting to eat and sleep like this. What's the matter now? You didn't ask?"

Kou Ji shook his head: "It's nothing serious."

"There is a new female player in their guild. That person is very lucky. Playing with her can explode a lot of good equipment."

"There is a guild competition to be held next month. Their guild wants to compete for the title of the No. [-] guild in the whole server, and they need to play some difficult dungeons to obtain the materials and equipment in it."

"The poor ghost operates well, the guild leader will pull him along, and he will also play in the game and be the main force."

"Recently, I've been making books and training with the guild, and I'm quite busy. It looks like their guild is still interested in participating in the world hegemony, and it seems that they want to go professionally."

The game also has World Challenges, both for pros and regular players.

The poor ghost's guild didn't want to participate in this kind of world challenge in the past, but now they feel that they have the capital to give it a try.

If the performance is good, it is not impossible to form a professional alliance.

In the words, Kou Ji only briefly mentioned the female player, but who is Tang Xin?

He is a senior matchmaker. Before meeting them, the people he came into contact with were all idiots.

There was a slight sourness in this tone, and he could guess it without asking.

For the poor ghost recently, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as downloading dungeons with people from the guild.

Kou Ji discovered that the lucky female player might have had some interaction with the poor ghost beyond normal game teammates.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Kou Ji to unconsciously take on such a sour tone.

But Tang Xin didn't believe that the poor would do something wrong to Kou Ji. If it wasn't that Kou Ji was too sensitive, then there was something else.

It's just that it's not good for him to intervene. After all, this is the relationship between the two of them, and it is not good for their relationship if others intervene.

So Tang Xin just handed Kou Ji the lunch box he had packed for the poor after eating, and confessed:

"Even if you want to play professionally, you still need to take a good rest to let the poor pay more attention to your body."

Kou Ji nodded but didn't speak, his expression just became more gloomy.

What is the use of explaining?

They are gods, no matter how irregular their work and rest are, they will not die.

The poor don't care.