Yan Tao smiled.

When the boy was laughing, he patted the girl's shoulder with his palms and rolled up his sleeves to prepare, "I can't let the cute girl come on for me, right? You guys are waiting here, I'll be fine right away."

The peach blossom eyes were flying, and Yan Tao stepped out of the stage and swung towards the land of punishment.

This kind of link is usually full of jokes. Whether it is the staff or the onlookers, they all set up poses and watch the show with little melon seeds.

Fang Fang's eyes showed tension, and his voice was tense, "Sister Lin, can Mr. Yan pass? He probably hasn't played such a game, right?"

Yu Lin leaned leisurely on the stage, her beautiful eyes full of smiles. She glanced at the gloating opponent over there and smiled in her heart, "Don't worry, just wait and see the show."

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes on the boy.

The camera lens follows him.

The boy was bathed in the afternoon sunlight, and the shattered sunlight hit his body. He was clearly dressed in a dark and weird way. Looking at his back alone, he actually felt a kind of cold and leisurely ancient charm flowing around him.

Yan Tao lowered her head slightly, folded her sleeves, "Let's start."

Wang Jin started to count the timing.

Young Master Yan bent down slightly and rushed up the high slope.

He was extremely fast and rushed to two-thirds of the high slope in the blink of an eye.

With a "slam", the violent water flow rushed down the platform, and the flowing water flowed to the ground and the boy's body shook.

Look at this posture, I guess I'm going to fall down...

Just as everyone was shaking their heads, the boy narrowed his long peach blossom eyes slightly, and suddenly bent down, and pushed his right hand to the ground to leverage the force. He turned over and got a beautiful forward flip, landing steadily on the high platform at the finish line, and picked the rose hanging above his head, holding it in scatteredly.

The people who were chattering and making noise just now were as quiet as a chicken.

All confused.

Long Haochen widened his eyes, his round eyes looked cute, and he said dumbfounded, "Is this possible?"

At this moment, the handsome and evil boy casually held a bright red rose with thin lips, and his poetic and picturesque face, perfectly like an ancient painting, and his romantic and lazy appearance instantly captured the hearts of all the girls present.

"So handsome..."

It's just like the male lead in an idol drama.

Young Master Yan instantly aroused the girls' hearts and made them scream.

Fang Fang was shocked and murmured: "Is this still a human?"

Yu Lin: "He knows so much, and I don't know what he doesn't know."

Tsk, Yan Tao is indeed a disaster.

In this game, Yan Tao was a human-shaped plug-in, and there was no doubt that Yu Lin and Fang Fang won a big victory.

Yan Tao stood under the tree and wiped the water droplets from his black hair. Wuchen walked over slowly, chuckled and said, "It seems that you are good at it and have the time to compete with each other?"

The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay. When?"

Wuchen smiled slightly: "It's up to you."

"Then let's go now," the young man's face was erect, and suddenly his index finger and middle finger tightened in one place with his left hand. He made a sharp move, with his fingertips facing Wuchen's eyebrows.

Wuchen was caught off guard, Junyan changed slightly, and his entire upper body leaned back to avoid Yan Tao's attack, and counterattacked angrily, "Yan Tao, you are cheating!"

The handsome monk was forced to a disadvantage. The young man was proud of his eyebrows and his offensive became more and more fierce. "I'm so angry that I'm not tired of cheating."
Chapter completed!