Yun Yue pretended she hadn't seen him smash his phone just now, and just then the screen lit up. She walked over to the sofa and found a spot to sit beside him.
Her slender fingers slid across the screen; they were very nimble.
Others played games with two fingers, but she used four.
She leaned back lazily on the sofa, legs crossed, looking arrogant and wild. He frowned slightly at her behavior. Did her family even treat her like a girl?
Her own team's jungle was like the opposing team's garden—you could come and go as you pleased.
Luckily, his teammates weren't playing too badly and the gap in resources wasn't too wide. To put it plainly, only he was feeding.
This hero was too complex for beginners, but to be able to perform like this was quite impressive...
She glanced at the score; she was two thousand points lower than the support, ten minutes in with 11 kills. No wonder her teammates were cursing.