Chapter 172 The God of War's Legs Are Disabled 19
Afterwards, Lingyao gave gifts and thought of other ways, but in the end she failed to get Lu Yunshen to shoot a video.
I just mentioned it casually today, but I didn't expect him to really agree.
“Do you need to watch the video again?”
Lingyao raised her laptop and turned it on, asking very considerately.
"No need." Lu Yunshen uttered the two words in a stiff tone.
The first time she sent him a video about a boy, Lu Yunshen watched that video many times.
I don't understand why she likes this type.
Because Lingyao ordered the same shooting style, the song that went with the gesture dance started playing automatically when she clicked on it.
"Strange you love puppies..."
The lyrics started playing, but Lu Yunshen still sat there without moving, his thin lips tightly pursed on his cold and pale face.
Lingyao's eyes passed over the laptop and fell on his face.
"Why not?"
Lu Yunshen blinked his eyelashes, and there was something unnatural on his cold face.
"You didn't yell start."
"What a little princess." Lingyao muttered softly.
If the God of Wealth needs her, what else can Lingyao do?
Of course I'll follow his lead.
"start."
The music started again.
"Strange you love puppies..."
As the music started, the actions in the video he had watched before flashed through Lu Yunshen’s mind.
It was easy for him to memorize a hand dance in his mind, and even replicating it perfectly was not a problem.
Then Lingyao saw the God of Wealth raise his right hand and then his left hand to the beat of the music.
Make fists with your hands and bend your wrists downward, like a puppy acting coquettishly.
Two pink clouds had already floated on that cold and pale face, but his expression still maintained his usual cold and noble look.
He turned his head slightly to the side and didn't dare to look at her.
The side profile has crisp and clean lines and beautiful curves.
Both extremes of feeling are embodied in the same person.
Lingyao held up the optical computer instrument with a serious look on her face.
But inside, I was already going crazy.
I want to kiss you, I want to kiss you, I want to kiss you!
The baby god of wealth is just a cute little cake...
Lu Yunshen stopped after making this gesture and did not continue with the following gestures.
Lingyao didn't let him finish, but nodded with satisfaction.
The red cloud on Lu Yunshen's face had not yet dissipated, but he glanced at Lingyao and spoke in a stiff tone.
"Do you like this type?"
"What type?"
Lingyao was still checking the video she had just shot. She asked back without even raising her head.
"The boy you sent me the video of."
"do not like."
"Then you..." Lu Yunshen was interrupted.
Lingyao raised her eyes and raised the optical computer in her hand that was recording him.
"Like this."
Lu Yunshen's mind went blank for a moment, and then his heartbeat suddenly quickened.
The girl said disturbing words, but she herself remained calm.
Naturally, Lu Yunshen wondered if he was overthinking it.
However, he still couldn't help thinking too much.
Because Lingyao performed so well in the morning, the students who were assigned to the same group with Lingyao did not dare to take it lightly.
But it was of no use.
Lingyao even lacked the time to adapt as before, and one mecha after another was suppressed in minutes.
Moreover, Lingyao always felt that she was becoming more and more irritable and excited.
In the final round, only Lingyao, Su Wan, Qin Zhuoran, and Gu Yu were left dead.
The two boys were assigned to the same group, Lingyao and Su Wan.
Because of the abnormalities in Lingyao's first few games today, Su Wan put away all her original thoughts.
Cautiously testing whether Lingyao is really that strong.
Until he really faced Lingyao.
Only then did Su Wan understand why everyone who had competed with Lingyao just now seemed so useless.