The most salted fish in the city, the national husband
33 Erke’s Strawberry Technique

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"God Ze, this mouth of yours, is this Tang Sanzang coming back to life?”

"Brother! We're on the same side. Stop nagging. My ears are about to explode!”

"Erke's smile is nothing more than a Mona Lisa.”

Zhao Ze, who was chattering non-stop, had his lips dry after a while. Miss had shut her mouth long ago, leaving Zhao Ze alone to perform a one-man show.

Zhao Ze stole a glance at Erke. Feeling that the crisis had been resolved, he gently picked up the glass of water to moisten his dry throat. However, he helplessly realized that the glass was already empty.

Just as Zhao Ze was feeling awkward, a snow-white Soft Yi reached over and refilled the cup of water before carefully placing it in front of Zhao Ze.

"Are you thirsty? It's a little hot. Drink it slowly."

"Thank…Thank you." The gentle voice made Zhao Ze feel a little guilty. The gaze that was staring at him made Zhao Ze feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. He carefully hinted,"Erke…Don't you need to turn on the livestream?”

"There's no hurry," Erke said, shaking her head gently. I usually just sing and occasionally play this, but my skills aren't very good. It's just nice to learn from you here.”

The perfect excuse made Zhao Ze swallow the rest of the sentence. He helplessly turned his head and continued to fight. However, his usual smooth operation had somehow become a little stiff.

"Ze God Nice! That wave just now could be on the top 5!”

Once again, he killed the three opponents. It was as if he had already prepared for the compliment, and it came very timely. Embarrassed, Zhao Ze wanted to say something humble, but before he could say anything, Er Ke's heart-shaped strawberries blocked his mouth.

With his mouth stuffed, Zhao Ze expressed his thanks with great difficulty. It was unknown whether he was thanking Miss for her praise or Er Ke for her service.

"God Ze…I'm envious. I'm bitter.”

"My heart aches for you, Miss. Every time you flatter God Ze, there will be a strawberry blocking his mouth.”

"Who knows where Erke lives? I'm going downstairs to sell strawberries."

"The poster above is witty! According to this feeding speed, it was not a dream to earn a million yuan a month.”

The short game ended very quickly. Zhao Ze, who had just won the MVP title, stretched his back. Just as he was about to say something, he looked at Erke with a bitter expression and begged,""I really can't eat anymore…"

Erke covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw Zhao Ze's pitiful look. She didn't care if she had touched Zhao Ze's mouth or not as she gently opened her cherry lips and put the strawberry into her mouth.

This bastard!

Miss yelled in her heart. All her hard work and flattery were completely useless. Every time she wanted to talk to Zhao Ze, Erke would use her Strawberry Technique to successfully resolve it. The grievance in her heart made a huge " jing " character appear on Miss's forehead.

Unfortunately, the distance between the two of them was a big problem that couldn't be solved. Miss didn't have any good ideas other than cursing Er Ke in her heart for being shameless. She could only temporarily swallow her resentment and click on another game expressionlessly.

As his rank increased, the queue time became longer. Zhao Ze was bored and opened the video on the homepage. He was surprised to see that he had successfully appeared on the cover of a certain spot.

"Simba and his sister were slaughtered by the Miss couple?”

Zhao Ze looked at the title that made people's imagination run wild. With a deep hatred for the title party, Zhao Ze closed the webpage without even looking at it.

Unfortunately, although Zhao Ze's actions were very fast, both Miss, who had been paying close attention to him, and Erke, who was right beside him, had clearly seen the strange title.

The live broadcast room suddenly fell into a strange silence. The breathing of the three people rose and fell, and in the haziness, there was a sign that a storm was coming.

"Rise! Small! Point!" Erke's eyes narrowed slightly, and her exquisite face was filled with unconcealed killing intent. She cursed in dissatisfaction,""This bastard is too much! This kind of joke can be made casually!”

Zhao Ze smiled awkwardly. Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by another voice that was as clear as his.

"It's not that serious, right? He was just trying to make a living. Besides, weren't the headlines all like this now?”Miss raised her eyebrows proudly. While defending herself, she secretly gave a thumbs up to a certain fatty.

What made Miss even more elated was that Zhao Ze, who had always been quiet, actually nodded his head cooperatively and said to Erke,""That's right. It's fine to smile about this kind of thing. It's boring to take it seriously.”

You talk too much at a time like this!

Although Erke understood that Zhao Ze was only talking about this matter purely, she still rolled her eyes at Zhao Ze, feeling wronged. However, she didn't dare to say anything else.

Even though Miss looked very arrogant right now, it would be foolish of her to talk back to Zhao Ze in order to suppress her. Erke, who was merely an old classmate, could only swallow her grievances.

"Eldest Miss is mighty and domineering! Eldest Young Lady rules the martial world!"

"Thank you for your help.”

"To be fair, even though Goddess Erke can't control the video game, that little fatty shouldn't be streaming in the future.”

Erke was secretly annoyed by the proud expression on Miss's face. However, she couldn't do anything about it in front of Zhao Ze, so she could only sulk in her heart.

"Just wait and see! If I'm afraid of you, I wouldn't be called Zhou Erke!”

Second round of Erke VS Miss Missy, Miss won by a narrow margin!

No matter how long the queue was, it would eventually end. A familiar background music sounded, and Miss from the Ten Thousand Year First Floor casually banned a few versions of the strong heroes before asking,"God Ze, can we continue to clear the road?”

"Ah, sure!" Zhao Ze replied indifferently. Although the middle lane could lead the tempo earlier, he was not only good at playing mid lane. Since Miss had spoken, playing AD was not a big problem.

Even though she knew that Zhao Ze simply didn't want to reject this simple request, she still felt annoyed when she saw Miss's hateful smile. She stood up decisively and walked behind Zhao Ze. She placed her hands on his shoulders, which weren't wide but were very strong, and started to rub them gently.

"I didn't expect you to look so meaty, but you're quite sturdy!”Erke teased as she watched Miss's face turn dark from the corner of her eye. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she said softly,""Are you tired? I'll help you massage it."

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