Ji Bei ticked his lips and sent out the text: You still haven't made any progress.

Lin Yihan looked at his master's words, and felt like a knife in his heart.

From outside Lin Yihan's bedroom, footsteps came. When the door knocked, the door opened. A beautiful woman came to his bed and said, "Yi Han, go to sleep, and go to your grandparents tomorrow . "

Every day I came to remind him that Lin Yihan was helpless, but he politely said to the woman, "Ms. Xia Yuwei, I know, you can go back."

"You child," Xia Yuwei closed the computer on the table, and covered the quilt with him.

Ready to go.

"Good night, mother," Lin Yihan's gentle voice reached Xia Yuwei's ear, and she turned back to pay a smile, "Well, good night."

The game just passed too six, which attracted the attention of many players in the game.

Thinking of such a big level, players without a great god level can't get through at all, and the big level also costs about one thousand yuan with a brush.

Before Jibei did not make a copy, there were a lot of game news in the game. All of them failed, and very few people succeeded. It seems that the successful ones are all money.

Those who use the money are rich people.

Those who have no money and are not good at playing games have to play small levels.

After a dozen hits by Jibei, it attracted the attention of many players.

"Who is honoring Fan Chen? It's been too much."

"It seems a bit familiar to Fan Chen."

"Remembrance of all people you don't know? He is the second player in the national service list, or my god ~"

"Upstairs, are you kidding me?"

"He's not kidding. It's true (picture). If you don't believe me, there are tens of millions of fans alone."

"..."

The photo is really a player of the national service list. There are nearly two hundred servers, but only one hundred people can go to the national service.

The computer's jingle sound made Ji Bei unable to work, and he quit the game directly.

Have a pen to start correcting.

It was not changed until two o'clock.

Pack up the papers.

Just go downstairs and drink water.

While opening the door, a Buddha leaned lazily by the door, and Ji Bei asked, "Are you still asleep? Is there something wrong?"

Gu Mosong's spirit is still very good, he often stays up late and gets used to it.

"Well, I can't sleep. I walked a bit and watched that you were still working. I didn't go in because I was afraid to interrupt your work."

"Oh."

Ji Bei opened the door and let him in. He went down and took some juice and went upstairs with two glasses.

Gu Moyu was in her room, looked around, and turned over the documents she had changed, looking at the signature of Long Fei Feng Wu, he smiled.

Ji Bei looked at him and put the juice on the table. As the files occupied a large part of the table, he moved the files and vacated a large part of the table.

Pour orange juice into the cup and pass it to him.

She took out the snacks she bought and put them on, "Eat?"

Gu Mojiu shook his head, indicating that he did not eat.

Since it is not eaten, it is impossible for Jibei to be forced to eat it.

She opened the potato chips by herself, and there was a crunching noise in her mouth.

Drinking the juice again, the expression on his face was not very cold, it seemed flat.

"Do you like snacks?" Gu Moyu held the juice in his hand and hadn't drank it. Watching her eat these things, he asked unintentionally.

Ji Bei's mouth was a bit wrong when he ate something. "Hm."

The two stayed like this for more than ten minutes, and Gu Moyu returned to his room.

Ji Bei cleaned up the bed and went down to bed to brush her teeth.

Even today, with Gu Moyu, he didn't take a bath, changed his clothes, and locked the door dead.

The sky gradually turned white from black.

Of course it's still a bit unclear.