Chapter 129: 【129】You are a senior man with black belly

With a shrug, it’s better to be despised by Han Qilu than to be forced to ask by Jiang Yuanyuan. How difficult is it for her to live...
"What are you doing?" She decided that she should not be familiar with him, after all, there are still many things to ask the demon lord. It's rare that her temper was slightly suppressed, but Han Qilu shamelessly put down the mouse and looked at An Chuxia seriously.
"What are you looking at me for?" His face was unconsciously hot when he saw it with weird and straightforward eyes, what a damn! Putting her hands behind her tightly, she was a little nervous.
Seeing her embarrassed look, Han Qilu felt very happy. With a tick at the corner of his mouth, his tone suddenly became evil: "Don't you want to continue with me just now?"
What did the incident mean? Of course An Chuxia knew, she suddenly regretted why she came to his room. But where is there any reason to shrink back? So she put on a calm smile and said: "You think too much, I'm just worried that you are not careful, and you slip away to play bowling without taking me."
After staring at her for a while, Han Qilu withdrew his gaze again and set his gaze on his computer screen with a serious face, pressing one hand on the mouse and sliding randomly, and the other on the keyboard. His full concentration aroused An Chuxia's interest. What is he doing?
Could it be that she was watching... bad... There was a picture of Yin in her mind, and a coquettish girl with imperceptible clothes yelled vaguely: Flax fell...
Thinking of this, An Chuxia's brain immediately became hot, and she walked a few steps and moved a stool next to him before looking up at the computer screen. As a result, he was disappointed. It was not a bad video, but a game that was normal for most boys-Cross Fire.
"Damn!" She cursed uncomfortably, seeing Han Qilu frowning and looking at her, she immediately covered her mouth and stopped talking. Now Han Qilu's room is her refuge, so she can't offend this ancestor.
She also saw boys playing this game when she followed the principal to the Internet cafe to arrest people in her previous school, but Han Qilu is too good? Han Qilu had already solved an enemy in the time she blinked. Almost all of Han Qilu's team won...
Turning his head and looking away from the computer screen, he looked at Han Qilu, who had a leisurely but focused look, and a line of words floated silently in his heart: It turns out that those who scored zero on the exam have this talent!
"Does it look good?" Han Qilu suddenly turned to look at her. An Chuxia was taken aback but quickly calmed down. Learning from Han Qilu's non-smiling expression, "It's fine."
"...Do you like to play this too?" Han Qilu pouted his lips and made an effort towards the computer screen. He was referring to the game of Cross Fire.
An Chuxia glanced at the corner of her mouth. She felt dizzy and clogged in her chest just after sitting next to her for a while. She felt dizzy and unable to vomit. It felt like motion sickness, although she never motion sickness.
Shaking his head, An Chuxia said: "This is for boys."
"So you should like it," Han Qilu said unexpectedly. What he said obviously meant that An Chuxia was very manly. What a shame to An Chuxia?
Han Qilu, you a senior black-bellied man! Silently complained in her heart, she looked away and tried to think about happy things to ease her emotions.