Green Tea Cultivation Manual (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 6

    When Huo Xiaoxiong received this WeChat message, he was lazily leaning on the KTV sofa, with a bipod on the coffee table, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and holding a hand on the back of the sofa in a leisurely posture.

    Under the blurred and ambiguous colorful lights, his profile was so delicate that it was suffocating.

    Because he was looking at the phone, his eyelids drooped slightly, covering his pure black pupils.

    Jiang Ze was sitting beside Huo Xiaoxiong drinking, he turned his head and glanced secretly at the chat interface of the person beside him, but when he saw nothing, Huo Xiaoxiong had closed WeChat.

    He obviously didn't see any expression on Huo Xiaoxiong's face, but he subconsciously felt that he should be in a good mood now.

    Huo back after Lawrence of micro letter, put the phone readily往沙发上一then buried toward the side of the sofa to play the game Yu-yin said: "? Allende, on you my number now"

    is obsessed with playing the game in favor of Yu Yan Taking the time to replied, "Yes, brother." Gaming mad is like this, playing games no matter what the occasion.

    Huo Xiaoxiong squinted his eyes and pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case, dang it in his mouth, turned on the lighter with a snap and lit it.

    Stars and dots, under the extinguishing fireworks, his profile was hidden in the dim and dim light, and his expression made people look unreal.

    Just such an ordinary action of lighting a cigarette, because the person who makes this action, looks different from the sexy of ordinary people.

    Sexy makes people want to be the cigarette in his hand.

    Jiang Ze sighed, this face is something he, who has been watching for many years, has never been tired of. Since childhood, he has never met a person who looks better than Huo Xiaoxiong, male. No women. He jokingly said, "Brother Seng, if you are in trouble, I must be the first one to do something with you, the kind of thing that makes things happen."

    Huo Xiaoxiong glanced up at him carelessly, and slowly uttered a word in a tone of voice. It's a bit cold, "Go away."

    Jiang Ze smiled immediately, with a hippy smile. Huo Xiaoxiong was also used to his jokes from time to time, and no one took Jiang Ze's words seriously. Because everyone knew that Huo Xiaoxiong couldn't be straighter.

    There is a reason why Huo Xiaoxiong was called Senge by them.

    His English name is Ellison. But the group of friends he played well were impatient to speak English. Once, a friend said that Ellison is Ellison. If we don't engage in that foreign stuff, I will just call you Asen.

    Later, Asen slowly evolved into Sengge.

    So although there is no Sen word in his name, his brothers call him Asen or Sen Ge.

    The gloomy words of the hard-playing game didn’t wait until Huo Xiaoxiong’s next words, so he couldn’t help but took the time to raise his head and ask, “Brother, what’s the matter?”

    Huo Xiaoxiong took a cigarette and slowly spit out a layer of smoke rings before he said. "You don't have to play my

    account in the last few days." As soon as these words came out, all the people in KTV were stunned.

    Yu Yan thought he hadn't done well recently, so he was busy crying and said, "Brother Sen, what's wrong, am I not playing well?"

    Huo Xiaoxiong said lightly, "No, it's not your problem."