Then, Tong Yao had collected herself enough to speak again, her voice was a little hoarse: Why do you think you would die after ?
Because a scourge lives for thousands of years.
Lu Sicheng.
The two had arrived in front of the break room; they could faintly hear the voices of Old Cat and Little Fatty chatting inside. Lu Sicheng stopped at the door, resting his hand on the door knob: You would be spoiled by for most of your life. If I died before you, what would happen to you since you cant take care of yourself by then? Ive decided to take care of you for the rest of your life, I certainly have to be responsible for you all the way to the end, including your funeral-- --Youre such a high maintenance person, even when youre older youll still be a demanding old lady. Obviously, youll be picky about your own funeral, no one, except , would
Before Lu Sicheng could finish, Tong Yao had stretched her arms out and tightly embraced him around his waist. Her eyes were reddish, her facial expression, if it could be seen, showed that she was head over heels over him
Tong Yao: I was wrong.
Lu Sicheng: Why is that?
Tong Yao: I was jealous of you.
Lu Sicheng laughed: Oh.
Tong Yao closed her eyes and pressed the tip of her nose to Lu Sichengs chest: Youre all mine. Why should I be jealous of sothing I own? Its ridiculous.
Lu Sicheng patted her: Its a good thing. Youve started to ponder how to surpass to beco the high achiever of the team, just like that kid, Dubhe, whos energetic and motivated-- --Its a comforting thing for you to think that way, at least better than having all of you always thinking of letting carry the ga so you can win without putting in any effort. When that day finally cos, Ill be very glad. Im getting old, sotis I would also like to win a ga without putting in much effort.
Tong Yao looked up: Really?
He looked down to et her eyes and smiled: Really.
-- --Little Fatty opened the door and saw his teams mid was holding their AD like he was a treasure.
Little Fatty was amused: Yo ho, whats going on here? Just ten minutes ago, didnt our mid want to split up with our bot Why are you embracing him like hes precious now? You arent going to break up with him? You arent going to avenge that 400 gold now?
Lu Sicheng patted the back of Tong Yao who was buried in his chest.
He suddenly felt the arms around him tighten even more.
Lu Sicheng looked up and glanced over at Little Fatty with a spurious smile: Arent I always precious to her? Then he lowered his head to ask the person in his arms: Right?
Little Fatty rolled his eyes. He figured this man must have played so evil tricks on her With a cold shiver, Little Fatty stepped aside to let the two walk in the break room like conjoined twins so they wouldnt be standing in the hallway and beco an eyesore for the other teams.
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