Why are the Protagonist Gong and Shou Fighting Because of Me?

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Hello, my name is Tang Bai, thank you for saving me. Tang Bai looked up at him, his amber eyes gleaming.

Looking at those beautiful eyes, he was stiff. He didnt even know where to put his hands. Finally, he said dryly, Xiao Cheng.

This is a pseudonym, and Xiao is his mothers last name.

He is now using the identity of rat, and taking off the human/skin mask at the first meeting may cause some trouble to Tang Bai.

Nobles like Tang Bai should look down on the players in the underground arena.

Together with Tang Bai, he sent the attacker to the police station. None of them spoke on the way, but his keen intuition made him realize that Tang Bai had been watching him.

But he was the same, he looked at Tang Bai when he looked out the window in a daze.

He was born good-looking, so he seldom thought of this person is really good-looking to others.

But Tang Bai is really beautiful, exquisite and beautiful, with a face that is so clear that it looks like an angel, and there is a cat-like cunning between his eyebrows and eyes.

He is like a passerby looking at the carefully taken care of the rose in the garden through the fence, wanting to step forward to pick it off and steal it back home to watch every day, but he knows in his heart that letting this rose continue to bloom in the garden is the best ending .

All he can do is look at it from a distance, but thats great.

I actually want to go to the underground arena and the black market this time. Can you accompany me? Tang Baiergen said to him red.

He accompanied Tang Bai to the underground arena. They had to pick a mask first. Tang Bai chose a white feather mask and helped him choose a matching black feather mask.

The game in the underground arena made Tang Bai uncomfortable. Seeing that Tang Bais expression was not right, he stretched out his hand to cover Tang Bais eyes.

People were cheering and roaring all around. He was so close to Tang Bai that he could hear Tang Bais breathing.

The thick eyelashes trembled across his palm, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

I dont understand, what is the significance of the existence of the underground arena? Tang Bai asked him.

He said that for the players, the meaning of the existence of the underground arena should be survival, in order to survive, in order to have a very slim chance to survive better.

Becoming a star in an underground arena may be the only way for children in slums to get ahead.

Tang Bai said seriously after hearing that reading should be the ladder for each of us to ascend.

Tang Bai said he wanted to contact people who could help the slums. He said he wanted to build a school here. He said that everyone should have a bright future.

He let go of the hands covering Tang Bais eyes, and saw the eyes behind the mask swaying with the flames of the underground arena.

So his heart trembled slightly.

Wearing this mask, we seem to be attending a masquerade party. By the way, can you dance? Amber eyes looked at him brightly. Knowing that he could not, Tang Bai laughed, Then I can teach next time. Do you dance?

So they met again.

On the square where the white pigeons were flying, Tang Bai was enthusiastic about teaching him how to dance moka.