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Chapter 16 Player First Kill

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    "gentlemen."

    The sound of knocking on the door was not loud, it was as peaceful as a human being, but the sound was clear.

    Shi Jian didn't know those persistences in the middle of the night because of his words.

    He just switched back to the game when he heard a knock on the door. There were only Mrs. Zheng and him living in the house.

    It was originally planned to accommodate three people.

    It's just that the third person has not had time to see the house, and when he returns from abroad, he will be left alone.

    When she opened the door, Shi Jian saw Mrs. Zheng.

    Still smiling, a little kind, crow's feet are friendly, in his hand is a wooden textured tray, containing a bowl of steaming hawthorn porridge.

    The color is very good.

    ? Soak the washed glutinous rice in cold water for ten minutes to wake up the rice. The hawthorn is translucent red. After cutting it and cooking it in the porridge, there is already a dense mist.

    Shi Jian took the things and smiled, "Thank you."

    He seldom says these two words with others, it may be that most Chinese people are introverted, thank you, there will be more words in the future, but he can't say them.

    Perhaps it is also because if a word is said too much, it looks cheap and loses its value.

    Sometimes the word thank you is polite, but sometimes it is sincere.

    Like now.

    Mrs. Zheng rolled her eyes with a smile, and knew that Shi Jian was at a loss for words at this time, so she didn't say much, and then waved her hands, "It's okay, it's okay, this hawthorn porridge is the most appetizing, and it's good to eat, I have it here  I'm still busy, so let's go first."

    Shi Jian smiled, then nodded, and after Mrs. Zheng turned and left, he closed the door casually, picked up the tray that had been placed on the small wooden table just now, and returned to the computer desk.

    Switched back to the game.

    The swordsman in white stands with his sword in hand.

    The bustling lights of Chang'an were scattered from some distant and near place, which set off the young man's ink hair like silk, his eyebrows and eyes picturesque, and his face was still cold as usual.

    Pursing his lips, before he could manipulate the characters to copy according to the route of thinking, the system reminded him that there was a private message.

    The information jumped out in front of my eyes.

    The profile picture is that of a woman in a red dress who is a professional doctor in Shengshizhong, half wearing a tulle veil, revealing her bright eyebrows and eyes faintly.

    "Teacher, play a dungeon?"

    ? This is a message that has been sent for no reason.

    Shi Jian was slightly taken aback, and after a long silence, it was very difficult to reply her with a "hmm" like a long time ago.

    "Together?"

    A long way to reply soon.

    In the imagination, it should be typing casually while drinking coffee in small sips, so the answer seems to be extremely brief.

    He finally chuckled, "Yes."

    "Should I invite you or?"

    After getting the answer, the doctor girl in the red dress was obviously excited for a while, and then felt that it was against the teacher's morality, so she sent a thoughtful emoji.

    "I invite you, let's form a team."

    Shi Jian felt a little helpless in his eyes, so he replied with a line of words, and pressed a few keys without any hassle, inviting Long Wulu to join the team.

    She agreed quickly.

    But the few public screeners who formed a team together were like a pot that exploded.

    [Standing with a sword:!  !  !  !  I, I, I shouldn't be mistaken, the number two is here too?  ¡¿

    [Half-dream and half-awake:  hold the sword, be confident, and delete the word should.  ¡¿

    [The poor monk is not good at calling prostitutes: On this night of dark night and high murderous night, the number one and the number two actually joined the same team.  Love, hate, hatred Exclusive jpg for people who eat melons.]

    [The kindergarten boss walks into loneliness: Monk, have you started giving speeches again?  I just went to have a meal, why did I start to gossip, please popularize science. Wipe my tears jpg.]

    [Today is also a day full of energy: puff ha ha ha hiccup heh heh heh.  ¡¿

    [People take tea to cool down: Little girl, what are you talking about.  ¡¿(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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