The room was strangely quiet for a moment.


    Ning Meng swallowed.


    During this period of contact, she always wanted to tell the little milk dog that she was married. But God is so short of love. He looks soft, but he is paranoid.


    Ning Meng can only slowly, find a suitable opportunity to tell him.


    Now that''s it It''s better to bump into the sun.


    In a word, husband''s thigh can''t be loosened.


    Ning Meng said to Huo Beichen, "he is my friend."


    Immediately, he looked to the mobile phone and introduced to the little milk dog: "he is my husband."


    “……”


    After that, she waited for God to get angry.


    Alas.


    I don''t know if I''m going to shut this kid off.


    How could I have done this!


    Just thinking about it, God came back with a little shy voice: "Hello, brother."


    Lemon:?


    Meanwhile, the phone vibrated.


    She picked it up and saw that the God sent her a message: "sister, you don''t want me to call your wife and introduce me to others as your husband? Shyness. IPG]


    lemon:???


    You can do that??? Long knowledge!!!


    "Hello."


    Huo Beichen, who responded politely, looked peaceful. His eyes fell on her mobile phone. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at her computer, asking, "what are you doing?"


    Ning Meng replied, "play the game."


    After saying that, hurriedly explained: "open voice is better to play with."


    "Oh."


    Huo Beichen''s face is still unchanged, but he has no intention of leaving.


    Lemon:?


    She couldn''t figure out what men were thinking, so she said the stupidest sentence of the evening: "do you want to play? Together? "


    How could a bully president play shooting games? But unexpectedly this word falls, the man silent, unexpectedly opened a mouth: "good."


    Lemon:???


    Little milk dog: "that elder brother together, let''s row three."


    Huo Beichen said calmly, "wait a moment, I''ll get the computer."


    "OK."


    They just ignored Ning Meng''s opinion.


    Huo Beichen takes the computer time, Ning Meng picks up the mobile phone, viciously in "today''s boss happy?" We sent a message to our wechat group:


    Ning Meng: [who says your boss is in a bad mood??!! ]


    in a bad mood, will you play games with her?


    Huo Beichen brought his high-end laptop and sat directly opposite her. After downloading the game, he registered the role of the game.


    Ning Meng looked at it and said, "it''s a little sweet."


    Huo Beichen:??


    He glanced at Ning Meng''s game ID.


    Lemon is not sour, a little sweet?


    "All right, pull me."


    If you register with wechat, you will have friends automatically.


    Ning Meng pulls him, and God randomly pulls a passer-by into the game.


    It''s a game of just guns. In a group of four, out of a hundred people, you can win if you live to the end. It''s commonly known as eating chicken.


    God''s figure is neat and fluently searching the room for equipment.


    He ran very fast. After a while, he ran to Ning Meng''s character: "elder sister, I''ll give you the third level head, medical bag."


    Ning Meng is not polite to take over, turn to hand Huo Beichen: "Minister Ye, give you."


    Passerby a in a team:??


    Ning Meng looks up and smiles at Huo Beichen, who is sitting opposite.


    Huo Beichen was about to speak. In the game, God found the best product. He forgot the agreement because he was too excited. He shouted: "wife, come on! Here''s 98K! "


    Lemon:???


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