Chapter 120： I have a "tough" aura

Mo Fan always knew that Xu Ling had not slept for a long time. Every time you fall asleep, the opponent will get up and continue the game, so you can achieve this achievement in a short time.

On New Year's Eve, despite not showing interest in the Spring Festival Gala, the two kept their TV on and sat next to each other on the sofa.

The dinner was very rich, and Mo Fan was satisfied. This body has never drank alcohol, and the amount of alcohol is light, but it is only half a bottle of beer.

"Xiao Fan?" Ling Ling leaned closer and called softly.

"Huh." Mo Fan naturally leaned against someone's shoulder, reached out to push someone's face away, "Don't make a noise."

The two lived together for so long, and Ling Ling only got closer to each other after the other fell asleep.

Mo Fan does not like to wear glasses at home, and Ling Ling is the only person who can appreciate that beautiful face. At this moment, the usual dull blushing and frowning voice spoke vividly.

Even if it is not as beautiful as the beautiful face in the last world, in Ling Ling's eyes, as long as it is this person, everything in the other side is extremely beautiful in his eyes.

"Hot ..." Mo Fan couldn't push the close face away, and when he got into trouble, he would no longer struggle, leaving the other person to be close to himself, only holding "Hot."

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, probably because of alcohol, and Mo Fan's hands were hot. The distress caused by alcohol dissipated in Xiao Ling's small movement, Mo Fan opened his eyes slightly.

The face above him was young and flamboyant, and Mo Fan shook his head. "Aling, why do you have two faces?"

Ling Ling smiled, raised her hand and squeezed the tender cheek meat of the other person, "Drunken?"

"Only, no."

"Well, you are not drunk."

The other party said it was taken for granted, Mo Fan unexpectedly, staying in the current position to start.

Ling Ling didn't speak, looking intently at someone in a daze. When Mo Fan finally returned to his senses, a pair of black eyes with intent and implied friendship ran into his head and went up deeply.

"How are you? You look so good?" In a puzzled tone, she politely pulled at the other person's slightly longer tail.

Ling Ling bent down and bowed his head, their faces were very close together.

"Xiao Fan also looks good."

The exhaled heat hit the face head-on, and the breath belonging to the other side came. Mo Fan frowned, and his brain, paralyzed by alcohol, did not respond when he realized that the picture in front of him was unexpected.

His head was blurry, and his vision became hazy, Mo Fan got closer, "can't see clearly."

"Is that so? Can you see it clearly?" Xu Ling approached again in cooperation, touching the tip of her nose.

"Um ..." Mo Fan blinked softly.

Mo Fan's unguarded soft cuteness made Ling feel itchy, her throat knot moved, and her voice was hoarse, "Xiao Fan's skin is very good."

On one side of your head, stick the other's slightly moist lips. "The lips are also very soft."

Raise your hand and cover those ignorant eyes. "The eyelashes are long and the eyes are very big and bright."

"It tastes sweet ..."

"Well," Mo Fan made a short gasp, and a sluggish brain stopped working.

Soft things stick on, and they tremble slightly when talking. If the gentle touch is like nothing, Mo Fan can't help but want more.

Obeying the thought in his head, Mo Fan opened his mouth and bite Sao. Disturbing yourself.

"Oh," Ling Ling chuckled, "don't worry."

Softer objects came in, sweeping through the mucous membranes of the upper jaw, causing a tingling tingling. The force of sucking came from the other's mouth, and the two soft tongues were entangled.

The trembling sensation spread from the tip of the tongue to the whole body. Mo Fan's hand holding the opponent's hair fell weakly, put it on his shoulder, and took the initiative to gather up, asking for more.

The body was slightly warm and soft, while a craving came from deep inside.

Mo Fan's active cooperation made Ling Ling's movements more and more fierce. An ambiguous sound of water came from the lips and tongues, echoing in the room. The lingering atmosphere was intriguing, and Ling Ling left the red and long lips that he loved, covering the sensitive skin behind his ear, and tightened consciously.

The body became extremely sensitive, and the friction across the clothes was clearly transmitted to the brain. Mo Fan was hot, and he fumbled on Ling Ling.

Unsatisfied eyes became moist, and Mo Fan frowned, suddenly pushing away halfway to kiss his tuft, turned over and sat on the other side.

"Xiao Fan?" Ling Ling was surprised.

"Give me." Mo Fan scrambled on the other side's face, and his hands got into his clothes.

"What for you?"

"You." Mo Fan was terribly uncomfortable, his eyes turned red.

Tong Ling was also uncomfortable. He tried hard to restrain himself from wanting to bully, and said dumbly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"want you."

"Why do you want me?" Coy voice.

"like……"

"what do you like?"

"you……"

"Who does Xiaofan like?"

"like you."

Ling Ling no longer patient, stood up and walked to the bed.

"I also like Xiao Fan very much, that kind of like."

...

What happened after drinking was still on my own initiative, and Mo Fan couldn't vomit about the strangeness of this body. People who are silent and dumb on weekdays are so heroic after being drunk.

Mo Fan did think of getting drunk to get some benefits. As a result, he didn't need to pretend to get drunk, and this benefit was more than simple.

"I'm sorry." If it wasn't forcing the other person to do it, Ling Ling wouldn't do that. There was a flash of a picture of himself persecution in his head, and Mo Fan's face became hot.

"Don't be sorry."

Mo Fan still bowed her head, "It's me ..." He kissed you and hugged you ...

"Remember what I said?"

What did Ling Ling say?

— "I also like Xiao Fan very much, that kind of like."

Mo Fan's face burned, his head lowered.

Is it true that the other person said they liked him?

"That kind of like."

Mo Fan was a little embarrassed to think of the dispute with the other party at the time.

"Xiao Fan," cried Ling Ling.

Mo Fan looked up with reflection.

"Remember what you said?"

Mo Fan: What did I say?

"You said, if I were to be king in one week, promise me something."

Mo Fan, "That's it ..."

"If I did, how about making me your boyfriend?"

Mo Fan wanted to agree, but he was embarrassed to speak out and remained silent.

"That's it."

Mo Fan: OK

To appease a shy guy, under Ling Tian's unstoppable gaze, Ling Ling used the amount of aura that this world can bear to ease the discomfort on the other side.

After yesterday's end, he cleaned and relieved the other party, so Mo Fan didn't feel particularly upset in the morning.

Putting a kiss on Mo Fan's forehead, Ling Lingrou said, "You didn't get up in the morning, and you didn't eat breakfast. I'll get you something."

"Ok."

Determining that Mo Fan had no discomfort, Ling Ling sat in front of the computer and began to work hard to get his little partner.

Feng Ling is fast, but one day, it is already a golden band, which also includes a series of things such as cooking for small partners, preparing snacks, and cleaning.

At present, his position is Gold One. After finishing the promotion, he can advance to Platinum. If someone looks at his record, he will be surprised to find that this person has no defeat.

People in the golden section will not pay too much attention to the strength of their friends and opponents, so no one has found it yet. Even if you find out, for others, you will think that this is a master of playing trumpet. Striking gold on a winning streak, although surprising, is not enough to shock.

"Do not you go to sleep?"

Very ordinary checkered pajamas, Mo Fan stood beside Ling Ling and asked, hugging the pillows on the bed.

"wait for me."

"No, it's not ..." Mo Fan froze, and blushed, trying to explain, he just wanted to let the other party rest early, rather than imply anything else.

Xun Ling had turned his head, and Mo Fan would appear abrupt if he explained it again, and turned to prepare to walk. One hand reached over, pulling Mo Fan's arm around, Mo Fan was caught off guard and fell to the sitting Ling Ling.

Supporting each other's shoulders with both hands, Mo Fan stabilized her figure.

"what happened?"

Ling Ling pointed to the chair beside him, "Come with me for a while."

"Oh," Mo Fan Nana responded.

The game continued, but Mo Fan's attention was not there, so when Ling Ling finished the game and turned off the computer, he didn't notice it.

A soft touch against the cheek was a restrained kiss.

Ling Ling got up on Mo Fan's shoulders and walked to the side of the boat. "You sleep first, I'll wash."

Xun Ling lifted the quilt and motioned to Mo Fan to go up. Mo Fan lay down obediently and behaved like a good baby.

Ling Ling touched the other person's forehead and went into the bathroom. Mo Fan was at a loss as he was lying in bed. Just when the two had such a relationship, they would sleep in a bed, uncomfortable.

When Ling Ling came out, Mo Fan was facing his back, motionless, and wondered if he was asleep.

It was awful.

Ling Ling, like an ordinary night, slept naturally next to Mo Fan, and carried someone's stiff body into her arms.

"Asleep?"

Mo Fan didn't dare to say a word, and subconsciously let go.

Xun Ling refused to let him go, turning everyone around in a face-to-face posture.

"Pretending to sleep? I will kiss you again."

Mo Fan opened her eyes sharply, reflecting into someone's smiling eyes.

"I haven't hugged you to sleep yet, let me hug."

Mo Fan kept quietly, and after a moment, asked, "Do you like me?"

That's why you do that kind of thing with me.

Ling Ling was funny, "Well, forgot what I said so quickly?"

"But why do you like me."

"No reason." Like it just like it. Just like when he was thinking, he brought the elixir back, and gradually fell in love.

"Don't think too much," Ling Ling couldn't help kissing her beautiful, soft lips, and couldn't stop the idea of ​​closeness.

Mo Fan raised her head and tilted her head slightly. Xu Ling moved, holding the back of his head with his palm, invading his territory.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly, and they both moved a little. Ling Ling got up halfway and turned over to Mo Fan.

Hands were intimately intertwined and pressed against one side, Mo Fan was a little breathless. He should have refused, but the thoughts in his heart suddenly poured like the water that opened the gate.

"I want you," Mo Ling murmured in Mo Fan's ear, "all right?"

In response, the other party lifted his legs around his waist.

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