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Chapter 1945 The e-sports god lives in my house (8)

Xiao Yan, who was just upset about what he blurted out just now, frowned slightly, but did not refuse.

Maybe it was because of a cold, the reaction speed was not as fast as usual and it was a little slow.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked the signature question for no reason, and I really signed the signature obediently.

This is the first time he signed an autograph for his fans, and he asked for it first.

In the past, I would never pay attention to it.

Tsk,

There is a problem.

He picked up the pen, leaned slightly, and signed a name on the girl's collar with strokes.

Because of the signature,

The two of them were very close. The boy was lazy and a little absent-minded. When he lowered his eyes, he could clearly see that the girl's eyelashes were very long and her collarbone was very white.

Xiao Yan, who realized what he was thinking, paused with his fingertips. He quickly signed the name, quietly retreated, and reached out to lift the collar.

The girl clearly signed a name on her collarbone, with elegant and sharp handwriting. Looking at her handwriting, she could imagine the arrogant and lazy look of the owner.

"Okay." The boy said slowly.

"Thank you." Ranbai thanked with a smile.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and nodded softly, with a nasal sound that he had not woken up.

"Let's go." Xiao Yan said lazily. At the door, he thought of something, paused, turned to look at her, and said in a scattered voice: "Don't bring boys back in the future, as fans' idols are not okay, it's not safe."

Ranbai blinked and smiled, "Isn't safe? Including you?"

Xiao Yan glanced at her.

The boy stood there in his pocket, slender figure, lazy aura, born with an arrogant and casual aura, a little fierce.

"I don't count," he said.

"Well, I know, after all, I am your fan." Ranbai coughed lightly and said.

Seal: "..."

If I hadn't known the host, you didn't know the official position at all, I would have believed it.

The boy in a black windbreaker raised his dark and delicate eyebrows, and didn't say anything. He just held a black umbrella, pushed the door out, and closed the door by the way, leaving only a lazy saying: "No need to give it away."

Xiao Yan took a taxi back to the club alone.

Almost all the members of the AHV team are in the hall.

The top single fruit cat saw the boy for the first time. He hurried over, took the umbrella in the boy's hand, and complained: "Captain, why are you still going out so late? The cold has not been cured yet."

Xiao Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

The top single fruit cat shut up instantly.

Guomao is the youngest member of the AHV team. He has a handsome face in the sky, and he looks white, tender and delicious, and is simply cute.

Xiao Yan held the black hat with one hand, took off his mask casually, threw it aside, revealing the handsome and evil face of the young man. His side face was clear and angular, and there was a bit of arrogance between his delicate eyebrows and eyes. His pair of phoenix eyes were slender and beautiful, and he was simply stunning.

He has a strong sense of youth, young and handsome indifferent.

Even though he was used to seeing Xiao Yan's stunning appearance, the fruit cat still couldn't help but smack his tongue.

This guy is born a monster, right? Why do you think so beautiful?

If he is a woman, he will not be reserved.

The boy Liangliang glanced over and said casually: "Give you three minutes to prepare and continue training."

The fruit cat got wailed: "No, the captain, it's so late, I still need to train."

Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Why, have any objections?"

Fruit cat: "..."
Chapter completed!
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