Chapter: 1325
Zhang Yuanqing entered the bedroom.
A few minutes later, the anti-theft door opened again, and Chen Yuanjun, who was wearing sportswear and dripping with sweat, came in.
"Grandma, bring me a bowl of iced soy milk, I'm dying of thirst." Chen Yuanjun sat down at the dining table.
"Why did you go?" Grandma looked at her grandson.
"Run!" Chen Yuanjun replied.
"You have a girlfriend too?" Grandma was surprised.
Chen Yuanjun: ".!?"
The reason for Chen Yuanjun's exercise is very simple. Since yesterday, he has felt chilly in his forehead, weak waist and knees in the middle of the night, and woke up several times from the cold. There is only one possibility of weak waist and knees at the age of 30-kidney deficiency!
That's why I thought about running in the morning to exercise.
What's the deal with girlfriends?
After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing took a nap, and at half past nine, he was awakened by the sound of his aunt cracking the joystick.
"Can early morning sleep make people sleep well?"
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the pillow and threw it out.
My aunt let out an "oops" and said angrily, "Ah, it's all your fault if you die, hum, evil animal."
Immediately afterwards, the pillow was thrown back.
Zhang Yuanqing caught the pillow and got up to look. My aunt was wearing shorts and a suspenders, sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, playing a bloody killing game.
From this angle, Zhang Yuanqing happened to see half of a plump and elastic peach, round and round because of the collapsed sitting posture, and a small white and greasy waist exposed under the suspenders.
On her head lay a round and lovely baby, with short, fat legs hooked around my aunt's neck, her little head resting on top of her head, watching her play games intently.
This scoundrel, Lao Tzu's orders are not worth the temptation of the game? If it wasn't for my cousin's rest this weekend, see if I don't beat you to death. Zhang Yuanqing gave Xiao Doubi a hard look.
"My points are about to break the record, and I've fallen short. Are you jealous that I broke your record?" Jiang Yubai operated the handle and started again.
The background of the game is a free and democratic city, where a terrible virus broke out and everyone turned into zombies.
Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the head of the bed, watching the characters operated by my aunt, moving smoothly, switching knives and guns, and harvesting the zombies that rushed one by one, humming:
"You're the only one who broke my record, what a dream!"
Jiang Yubai also hummed and said:
"What are you so proud of? This score is obviously because you searched for strategies online and learned the card bug method above to get so high. Do you really think it is your own strength?
"Give some color to open a dyeing workshop, give some sunshine to shine, and I don't know how much I am."
"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Zhang Yuanqing turned on his phone and logged into the official forum. The killing dungeon of Saint Realm should be over, let's see the result.
On the homepage of the forum, the post marked red and pinned to the top has become:
#Saint Realm Killing Dungeon Result Announcement#
The Transcendent Realm's announcement came second. JrNovels.com