Chapter 121： I have a "tough" aura

When Mo Fan woke up, he felt comfortable, only a little bit different, without any discomfort.

He is very satisfied.

The two were close to each other, Mo Fan's back was close to someone's warm chest, and the other's long, sharp arms wrapped around his waist.

"Wake up?" Ling Ling tightened her movements and dropped a kiss on the other side.

"Um." Mo Fan's voice was a little shy.

Ling Ling originally wanted to be gentle with Mo Fan, but when he kissed him, he saw the red tip of his ears and changed his taste.

Lips fell on the tip of sensitive ears, and a slight rapid burning breath sprayed behind them, Mo Fan could not help but bow. The action was not great, but because of their intimate posture, they were quickly hindered.

The other party followed closely, Mo Fan felt the breath that had come to his shoulders and necks, and did not dare to move. He is also a man and knows better than anyone the consequences of the unrest.

"Well," Mo Fan gasped.

In this position, Ling Ling bit her collarbone in her arms, her palms firmly around her waist.

"Ah, Aling ..."

"Hmm ..." The voice in the morning was a little hoarse and dumb, tight. Mo Fan's body was soft, and she bit her lip gently, suppressing her voice as much as possible, allowing the other party to act.

...

When Mo Fan woke up again, it was already noon. At the bedside, Ling Ling looked at him without blinking, from the lashes of his eyelashes to the confusion in his eyes after opening his eyes.

"A Ling." Mo Fan tightened his neck.

"Sorry, I'm a little bit past. Are you okay?"

Ling Ling's voice was very gentle, and Mo Fan shook his head.

"Get up to eat something?"

"it is good."

Mo Fan looked at the other side, and Ling Ling didn't move. There was no way. Mo Fan had to blush and said, "You go out."

"I've seen it all, why are you so shy?" Xu Ling laughed, but still walked out of the room.

When Mo Fan finished packing, she walked out of the room door, and on the dining table in the living room, a white bowl of warmth radiated from the bowl.

Lovely. Mo Fan thought.

"Can we drink porridge today?

Understanding that the other person was thinking about his own body, Mo Fan nodded.

Boiled vegetables are lean congee of vegetables, thick congee and crispy shredded pork. The green leaves look very fresh and delicious. There are also a few easy-to-digest side dishes on the table, served with porridge.

Mo Fan is only one meter and seven meters tall, with petite bones. Xun Ling has grown a few points lately, with a height of 188, it is easy to put Mo Fan in his arms.

When washing the dishes, the other party circled the person around his chest, put his chin on Mo Fan's shoulder, and from time to time put a kiss on the other's cheek.

Later, Mo Fan couldn't stand the stickiness of the other party. Ling Ling couldn't let him go, he had to turn around and bury his face in the other's chest, hugging the other's lean waist to block this sweet harassment.

Mo Fan felt that this was the longest washed bowl.

Put the washed tableware into different categories, and Ling Ling took out the fruit he bought from the refrigerator, washed it and put it on a short table in front of the sofa, and pulled Mo Fan to sit down.

Mo Fan likes to eat fruit, but this does not mean that he can tolerate someone's name and keep hugging and kissing.

Mo Fan couldn't bear it. "Aren't you going to qualify?"

"Wait a while." Ling Ling kissed Mo Fan's face flushed with shame.

It was not enough to kiss, and even more exaggerated, he also tasted each other's lips in his mouth. Lips and tongues intertwined. Poor Mo Fan At last, the fruit in his mouth was eaten by the other party.

Mo Fan's body was softened, and a warm big palm greedily penetrated into the clothes. Mo Fan avoided walking backwards, but was held by the other side, and fell to his back on the sofa.

Before the situation got out of control, Ling Ling kissed Mo Fan's slightly swollen lips and kissed the person in his arms, which contravened the forehead and calmed himself.

Mo Fan was blindfolded and couldn't figure out how to eat a good fruit. How could this be what it is today. The opponent's slightly heavy gasping, undulating chest, enlarged in the world of Mo Fan.

With one hand, Mo Fan said blankly, "Your heart beats fast."

"Well," Ling Ling squeezed a word from his throat, covering his hand that was a few inches smaller than his own with his hand, and holding on tightly, "because of you."

Because of you, my mood is up and down.

Looking at each other's focused eyes, Mo Fan blinked. In his deep eyes, his face was reflected, as if in the other person's world, there was no one but himself.

Mo Fan's heart moved, her palm flipped, embedded in the gap between her fingers and interlocked with the other's ten fingers.

"A Ling."

"Ok."

"You are not obedient."

This seemed unintelligible, but unexpectedly, Ling Ling understood, "I was wrong."

"You promised me that you would be fine," Mo Fan stared at each other without blinking. "You have spoken."

Mo Fan has learned from the system how the other party broke through the barriers between the worlds, and even could hardly reach the world.

"Yes, I've kept my word," Wu Ling admitted bluntly. "But Xiao Fan, you know, I can't accept that life."

Without you.

Mo Fan was silent. He knew that even if he left one world, he would meet the other in another world, but the other was unaware. Even if he knew it, it wasn't his complete memory.

"Don't do this next time." Almost sighed.

Ling Ling didn't speak, and the air was silent again.

Xu Ling felt that if time could really stay like this, it would be good.

Mo Fan couldn't help but "ranked."

"Well," Ling Ling stood up, holding up the other hand. "If I can't fight the king in a week, can you stay with me?"

Mo Fan glared at him, "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise, I'll be with you."

Mo Fan: ...

Is this different?

Yan Ling, "Are you going to qualify with me?"

As soon as Mo Fan's number hit platinum, he brought it back from the agent. According to Ling Ling, there is a gold medal in front of you, why should you keep your distance?

The other side said, Mo Fan gave the number to the other side, and Ling Ling was in charge. The current rank is Diamond Five. Xing Ling took advantage of Mo Fan's time to sleep, finished the promotion match, rose to platinum, and the two just happened to be in a double row together.

Mo Fan just wanted to refuse, and then thought that he would not play for a long time. When I followed Xu Wenwei, I tried to suppress my strength as much as possible. I didn't play it for a long time, so I promised.

Ling Ling hasn't lost, but it's on the training number. At that time, the level was far from outstanding, and it is normal to lose the game.

The winning streak has extra reward points, and another set of points system, he has long wanted to figure out how to score the king.

Yan Ling, "Let me play AD."

Looking at each other's eager eyes, Mo Fan nodded. He is more willing to assist familiar people than assisting unknown AD, which is probably a common problem of assisting. In the world of Shi Xun, so is he.

At the end of the game, a game invitation came over. Mo Fan didn't take a closer look and accepted. After entering, he realized that the inviter was not Ling.

"How did you get into the ranks of others?"

"The point was wrong." Said, Mo Fan clicked to withdraw from the team, let Ling Ling pull himself again.

At this moment, the friend information flashed in the lower right corner, Mo Fan clicked.

KK: Is it me, play together?

KIKI's big size is not easy, he opened a small live broadcast abuse. He is a game anchor of a certain fish platform. Friends on the trumpet are all added casually. Few of them saw Mo Fan's name at a glance.

Mo Fan's name is very distinctive. Although the two have not played together for several months, he still remembers this person. In memory, this person's level is more bronze than bronze, but today he is in a good mood and doesn't mind the other side's dishes. Thinking of rare encounters, he would simply play together.

Move your mouse over the name of the other person, and the data will pop up, showing the diamond five.

Huh? Obviously at that time, it was still a level that was not worthy of bronze. Why did you suddenly add diamonds?

KIKI's curiosity suddenly rose. Looking at the rank of this number, Diamond Two can just qualify with the other party.

He just wanted to see if this position was played by the opponent himself or was lying down. He didn't forget that Xu Wenwei has been playing games with the other party.

However, the game player named Xu has not seen him for more than a month. I don't have much time on the KIKI trumpet. I don't think it's strange that they might just stray.

Mo Fan naturally remembers this person. When he and Xu Wenwei played a game together, he occasionally met each other and would also play together.

Auxiliary: No, I am with others.

——Hahaha, the anchor was rejected

——Oh my god, someone refused me KIKI, worship

——Let the anchor talk, have you been beaten?

The barrage on KIKI's desktop suddenly became active, and he must play with each other.

KK: Wait, wait, wait. You guys are in qualifying. Take me. I'm good.

——Good level, no problem

——The level of the king is still good

——KIKI, bring me, I am good

...

KIKI ignored the barrage and stared at the message on the dialog box.

Mo Fan thought for a while and thought the other party was right. And anyway, the two have played for a while. Since the other party wants to play together, then they should play together.

The matching teammates are not the other party but also others. Compared to this, this is still known.

Auxiliary: OK

-This name is really simple and rude

——Auxiliary? Play auxiliary?

——Like playing assistants, let alone girls

KIKI just saw the comment on the barrage saying that Mo Fan was a girl, and explained smoothly, "Not a girl."

——I know KIKI?

——It's not a girl who plays auxiliary

——Who stipulates that the girl who likes to play the assistant must be a girl, his gender is male, and he likes to assist

-Either a girl or a guy

Lying passerby: ...

KIKI, "Yes, I played together before."

He didn't say what the other party had been doing before, and typed: Pull me.

The author has something to say: Mo Fan: Why do you always want the last enchanting bargain called the king

Ling Ling: ...

Ling Ling: I want to be with you

Mo Fan: ...

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