The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

Chapter 226: Sister help!

Chapter 226 Sister Help!

The last year's big hits were upset in a row, and just after the game ended, the Internet began to sneer.

'Good guy, he played so fiercely last year. This year, he was sleepwalking all the way. If it hadn't been for the player's camera during the live broadcast, I would have doubted whether SS had found a substitute last year. ’

'I *** you***'

'ss, can you still sleep when you go back tonight? I can't sleep. ’

‘Ma, did meng hit a ghost? ? What are you doing on a horse? ’

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The atmosphere in the ss team is not as bad as imagined on the Internet. At least it's not the problem of this game that is worrying now. The main thing is that they really feel that they have hit a ghost.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the birds chirping outside, and I don't know who made a light tut.

Tang Meng, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand to cover his pale face, the face that was always cheerful and smiling was now hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.

Surrounded by unprovoked depression.

The ss team belongs to a wealthy team. The asking price for the contract of the players is high, and there is a wealthy Tang family behind it. They will not do things that are not there. The atmosphere of the five people in the team is very harmonious, and it is a little serious at the moment.

"Brother, it's not your fault that you have this kind of problem before the game. Let's relax, okay?"

A young man with short black hair held a half-eaten banana in his hand, and his mouth was vague. He raised his hand and patted Tang Meng on the shoulder, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"I had a problem as soon as I arrived at the game recently. I almost smashed the billboard that was blown down before I played, and I pulled the tendon in my hand. Who would have thought, hahaha, maybe it's a ghost haha...haha... "

The atmosphere around became more solemn.

Several people in the house, including the team manager, looked up at Deng Anan who was talking.

You can shut up, you will die if you say a few words less? !

I saw Tang Meng, who was repressed, suddenly raised his hand and hugged his head, his eyes widened, and that 'distorted' face just melted most of the cold atmosphere around him.

stretched out his hand and made a fist next to the hammer.

"I don't really meet a ghost when I ride a horse, right?"

"Brother, brother, don't scare yourself."

The teammates who usually jokingly call each other the other's father are no longer joking. They pushed Deng Anan, who was holding a banana, and froze, trying to push the captain who usually said he was not afraid of ghosts, but was actually afraid of ghosts. Calm down.

"That is, that is, how can there be ghosts in this world, they are all scaring themselves!"

"At most, there have been too many coincidences these days. Brother Meng, don't think too much about it. It happens that you will have three days to rest and adjust your state."

The people around are also worried because of Tang Meng's state recently.

And it's so wicked that it always happens suddenly, shortly before the game starts.

For example, the electric car coming towards him suddenly out of control at the door, or the billboard falling from the sky, suddenly hearing something wake up in the middle of the night—

If it wasn't for Tang Meng's appearance, but he was actually chased by Manager Jiang to exercise, and he flashed fast. It wouldn't be something like pulling his wrist, but he really wanted to see blood.

But it was this kind of consolation, and the falling of every word made his complexion even paler.

Riding a horse.

If you say this.

That's right.

Although he has not actually experienced it, in the family group, he has heard of Xiao Nianjin's series of things.

What monster, what ghost—

Especially the brothers who were pulled back by his little sister, the one depicted in the group was a thrilling one.

Tang Meng was wearing silver-gray curly hair, pale and shaky.

The most despairing thing is that this horse-all, yes, really, yes!

Looking at Tang Meng's more unrequited love.

Several people were silent.

Even if you are afraid of ghosts and the dark, you don’t have to be like that, right?