Ye Wangchuan never touched offal. When he went to eat mala soup with her previously, he did not add duck's blood into his soup. However, he seemed to have changed his mind. He turned his head towards Ou San calmly and said, "Give me a bowl."

Seeing his determined expression, Gu San couldn't say anything. He silently poured a bowl of soup for him.

At this moment, Qiao Nian's game started. She changed her posture, resting her long legs on the side. She was leaning her elbows on the armrests of the sofa, supporting her chin, and refocusing her attention on her cell phone.

As she entered the game lobby, a team invitation popped up on her screen.

Qiao Nian took a look. The invitation was from [Lifting Young Master's Assault Rifle]. The ID looked familiar. She held her chin and thought for a while before remembering that it was Qin Si's game ID. She didn't accept the invitation and clicked on the "reject" button.

Just as she rejected the invitation, she received a Wechat message from someone.

Qiao Nian didn't like to be disturbed when playing games, especially messages. However, Qin Si was Ye Wangchuan's friend. After thinking about it, she temporarily quit the game interface and opened WeChat patiently.

Qin Si's messages were at the top of her notifications.

new

Nian clicked on

playing the game, right? Why do you not

happen to be free, I can help you rise up in the rankings!] Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

my invitation? I'll send you another invitation. Zhang Yang and two

that strangers would be joining them, she was even more unwilling to play together. However, she lowered

replied with a simple

It was concise.

She was direct, too.

After she sent the message, she noticed

Qin Si sent her another

didn't pester her

and decided to invite you to form a group of five. Your technique was

played games

accounts for those games. Before she transferred into the First High School, she had more time on her hands and played games

been busy with many things and did

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