Sharpen the knife and cut the vegetable bow by mistake [MTL]

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The young man is tall, even if he can't see his face, he can see from the smooth and obvious jawline that he is an extremely handsome man, his two long legs are placed diagonally and casually, and he sits on the gaming chair like an elegant and noble nobleman.

He is the current captain of the fate branch of the ZMD club, a former Kuroshio professional player known as the "world's No. 1 gun god", Yang Yunche.

Fu Zhou silently walked behind Yang Yunche, and glanced at the desktop in front of Yang Yunche, except for the keyboard and mouse, it was empty.

Fu Zhou sighed, skillfully stretched out his hand, opened the small drawer at Yang Yunche's feet, took out the contents with his hand, and threw them on the table.

"Smack."

A bag of potato chips that had been opened was ruthlessly thrown on the table, and it was already half empty, and it was self-evident who ate it.

Catch the bag red-handed.

Fu Zhou squinted at the back of Yang Yunche's head: "You know you have a stomach problem and can't eat this snack, right?" "

Yang Yunche turned his head stiffly, his face expressionless.

His handsome and deep face was quite scary when he put on such a serious expression, and as soon as the members of the ZMD team saw Yang Yunche like this, they shrank their heads and did not dare to speak.

But Fu Zhou didn't eat him, picked up the potato chips on the table, and "confiscated it." "

Yang Yunche looked at him with blank eyes, and a pair of deep eyebrows that made many fans scream for him actually revealed a trace of grievance, "I'll just eat a little." "

"Not at all."

Fu Zhou was angry: "The doctor repeatedly ordered you not to eat this junk food again, didn't you hear it?" Usually there are team members watching you, but now that you're on vacation, you'll secretly hide in the training room and eat secretly, right? With the lights off, who are you watching out for? If I don't come, you've already eaten up this packet. "

Yang Yunche: "..."

He shrugged his shoulders and didn't argue with the fried team manager in front of him, "It's not stealing, I'm watching the video." "

"You said that you, you're twenty-three years old, and you usually drag five or six people in front of fans, but you're cold, can you do it so that you can save me some snacks and play Infernal Affairs with me, right? Believe it or not, I told the boss..."

Fu Zhou was like a heartbroken old mother, chattering beside him, and was stunned after hearing Yang Yunche's words: "... What video to watch? "

Successfully divert the subject.

Yang Yunche's long legs on the ground propped up, and drove the wheels of the gaming chair to move back a little, exposing the computer screen.