Why The Big Villain Hasn’t Run Away

ave him either.
At the worst, Yan Luqing can just forcibly change him.

After the kill, she typed——

[All] [PCFTAG (Mirror)]: Hou Yi, promise me not to play The Honor of Kings anymore in the middle of the night.
Don’t let all the sisters here see your positioning anymore.

In the end, she went to the lower road on the map to kill Hou Yi again, even controlling it so much that she saved his last amount of blood and gave his head to be chopped by Little Twisted Braids.

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Then announced——

[All] [PCFTAG (Mirror)]: Hou Yi was killed by Quack Deer! Oh, my God!

Little Twisted Braids was about to die of laughter.

Playing games is the easiest way to hate someone and deepen friendship with someone.
In particular, the two people who cooperate tacitly with each other can quickly establish a solid sisterhood, not to mention Yan Luqing’s arrogance to help her get rid of that waste.

“It’s not a big deal, really.” Yan Luqing waved her hand.
“When I play games, there is only one situation that can make me take the initiative to add other people as friends——That is, I haven’t scolded enough in the game.”

“Hahahahahaha——” Little Twisted Braids laughed so much that her voice was like a goose’s voice, and it took a long time for her to calm down.
“No, the way you say it is too funny.
I really like you!”

Comparing the two classes in the afternoon and in the morning, it is simply between hell and paradise.

The first class is electrical engineering, and the second class is physics.
Little Twisted Braids said that generally these two subjects would not be put so close together.
But only the ghost knows how today’s class schedule was arranged.

Less than ten minutes after the first class started, Yan Luqing already lost it.

Originally, when she saw the score, she really thought she was good and she maybe had the talent to study science——But now she realized that if there was no teacher like Gu Ci to give her the appetite, then she really had no talent at all.

Little Twisted Braids also did not listen to the teaching in class.
She wrote and drew pictures beside her instead.
Yan Luqing was so bored that she couldn’t help but leaned over and asked her: “What are you writing?”

“Well, a love letter to my boyfriend.” After speaking, the girl’s face, which always had a cheerful smile, suddenly flushed.

Yan Luqing was stunned for a moment.