Chapter 033 Chest Peace Don't Se with Brother

The system announcement sounded continuously, and Huang Tian smiled: "After this maintenance, I believe there will be some small changes in the game."

"I guess nothing has changed. It's nothing more than adding some props to cheat money." I smiled casually and said, "Oit's all right, get ready to go offline."

"Hmm." Huang Tian Wudao nodded and shouted at the still playing Mandala and Zi Qidong, "It's almost done. Get ready to go offline!"

"Oh!" Ziqi came all the way out of the way. After withdrawing from the battle state, he directly chose to go offline.

"We're leaving, too. Let's talk to the mandala." Huang Tian Wudao also chose to go offline. The moment his body dissipated and sighed to me, "This girl's life is not good. She is tired enough all the way."

It seems that it has been agreed. The red and small players have collapsed one after another. In less than a minute, there were only me and the mandala left at the door of the whole bone clan.

"Wang Zai, why don't you go offline?" The mandala took the sword back the scabbard and seemed to have no words to ask.

"Wait a minute." I smiled at Mandala and said, "I haven't talked to you for a long time. Let's talk for a while."

"There is a saying that there is a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door. Although I'm not a widow, it's almost the same." Mandala smiled bitterly: "Aren't you afraid of your boss, Qin Xin Jiandan and heart to question you later?"

"You make fun of me, too?" I shrugged my shoulders helplessly: "Sister Mu is my boss. Su Qin hates me the most. It's just that children have a little infatuated with seniors. Strictly speaking, I have nothing to do with them."

"I don't think so." Mandala stood quietly under the sunset and smiled faintly, "Today I can also see that Mu Yao regarded you as a subordinate before, but judging from her attitude towards you today, I think she really likes you."

"Su Qin, I didn't dare to comment on it. After all, my heart embarrassed her on the spot and made her hold a lot of words in her stomach. As for the heart, not to mention, a little girl whose outlook on life and world outlook has not been fully finalized, her persistence and stubbornness are the most terrible.

Mandala stood the long sword on the ground, with the wisdom to see through the coldness of the world in his eyes, and whispered, "If I am at the age of my heart, I believe I will give everything for the person I love."

"You are not old now." Mandala saw everything thoroughly. I shook my head with a smile and said, "My heart and I will definitely have no result. The more we get to the end, the more painful we will be."

"You are not God. Why do you say that there is no result without results?" Mandala's tone was slightly sharp: "Pain, what else can pain do? I have heard that pain is the catalyst for character. It makes the strong stronger, the weak weaker, the benevolent more benevolent, the violent more violent, the wise wise, and the fool more stupid.

What the mandala said is a little profound, but if you think about it, I think... Well, no matter how I refuse my heart, no matter how much I treat her, no matter how much pain I have suffered for her, it seems that this girl will not give up, but will be more and more brave.

We didn't talk anymore. The two of them stood like this, looking at the clouds in the sky, and experiencing the so-called philosophy of life in their hearts.

"Ok, let's go." With less than 30 seconds left, Mandala turned his head slightly and smiled at me: "I miss you a little. When will you come to my sister? I will make fried rice with eggs for you."

My heart stopped in vain. Damn, it's too much. It's too much. Isn't it encouraging me to make mistakes in front of my brother?

"What, are you afraid?" There was a touch of teasing in the mandala's voice.

"Of course I'm not afraid!" I scratched my head with embarrassment: "In a couple of days, I'll come to you when I'm in a bad mood."

"Is it your joy to be a sister?" Mandala smiled and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, let me know in advance when you come. I will discuss the ideals of life with you at the wine table."

"Well, I also like to discuss [human, physiological, thinking] with beautiful women." I nodded obscenely.

"Fuck you." The mandala gave me a white look, and the moment I activated the offline, I didn't forget to warn me: "I tell you, I'm a divorced woman. In the future, I'm only allowed to flirt with you, and you're not allowed to tease me, okay?

Me: "..."

Mandala collapsed in front of me with a smile. I shook my head helplessly and put aside the kindness and resentment, love and hatred of the game, and went offline!

When I took off the game helmet from **, I relaxed at once. After fighting for so long, my head is muddle-headed, and I can't distinguish between east, west, north and south at all.

I lit a cigarette from the head of the bed. After lighting it, I rushed out of the room and ran to the toilet.

As soon as I rushed to the living room, Sister Mu was sitting on the sofa and looking at the laptop with great interest. I didn't say hello and went straight into the toilet.

After a smooth and dripping ejaculation, I finally solved the internal affairs problem. I shivered comfortably, flushed the water, and came out after washing my hands.

"Wang Zai, come here." I don't know what Sister Mu is browsing. Anyway, she smiled so much that she waved her hand slightly after seeing me.

Sister Mu didn't wear an urban beauty dress today. Her upper body was a V-neck pure white T-shirt. It seemed that she didn't wear a bra, and the softness in front of her chest fluctuated slightly as she spoke. The lower body is a pure cotton knee-length skirt. When sitting on the sofa, the front skirt can cover the knees, and the back skirt only covers the roots of the thighs. It seems that you can see the raised buttocks a little shorter.

"Come here and sit here." Sister Mu moved her body aside. When she raised her legs, the two slender and pink ** were shining with endless luster.

I'm very determined now. Although I keep swallowing my saliva, at least I don't spit out nosebleeds.

"Sister Mu, I... I'll go to the balcony first... I'll come back after smoking..." My throat is a little dry, and some part is quietly congested.

"No." Sister Mu actually refused on the spot: "I like the smell of smoke. Come here."

With a buzz, I was completely messy. It's the first time I've heard that someone likes the smell of smoke, and it's still a woman!

My legs walked uncontrollably to Sister Mu, and I sat down slowly.

"Look at you, I'm not a flood beast, as far away from me?" Sister Mu gave me a white look, and then moved her upturned little buttocks, sat down next to me, pointed excitedly to the forum, ate and laughed, "Come on, look at this video!"

I have lost the ability to think. With Sister Mu's mouse pointer, I saw a post with a high click rate on the forum. The title is very awesome: Who is the leader of the scum? Let's go to the list!

Sister Mu gently clicked down to play, and the blood on the notebook screen rushed to the sky. I looked at the time carefully. It was clear that the camp battle was in the middle stage, before the Falling Flower God appeared.

The first guy in the video is stained with blood in a purple Taoist suit. Every skill can bring a lot of damage, and there are many players behind him, so it is also like a broken bamboo and unstoppable.

I couldn't help laughing. I knew it by looking at the title of the post. It must have something to do with purple gas, but I don't know what happened.

The purple gas came all over his body, and a large area of open space was killed in a moment. The players of the Soul Hall camp surrounded him, but they did not dare to move.

This guy also seemed to be a little tired. He stood still and gasped while waiting for the priest behind him to recover his qi and blood.

It was at this time that a hooligan-like smile of a girl came from the video: "Yo, Ziqi is coming from the east. What kind of master you are calling yourself every day? It turns out that you are out of impotence so quickly."

This girl spoke violently, but she didn't expect Ziqi to be even more violent: "Fum, I'm very strong. How can I get angry without you? MD, our group of people didn't hold women in their arms. What's your lace-edged 13?"

I was slightly stunned. In the video, the sister in a Nishang came slowly over with Qi Yu Luo, who was holding a bird in her arms.

I have to say that my sister is an absolute super warrior with lace edge. Hearing the purple breath, the little girl's face remained unchanged. She smiled and said, "Yo, I have a dime to do with you when I hugged a woman? Oh, there are no pure men in Jiangshan games, so I have to stand out for you.

"I'm sorry, you didn't go to bed with me. How do you know I'm not a pure man?" Ziqi said extremely obese: "Son, if you have the ability, you can come to Shanghai. The next day, I will make you unable to get out of bed at all!"

"Oh, we are from the countryside, but we have never been to a big city like Shanghai." My sister was still angry: "If you have the ability, come to Fuzhou, and I will serve you well, okay?"

"Fuzhou?" Ziqi curled his lips disdainfully: "You don't know when you are a brother. Shit, a good man doesn't marry a Fuzhou woman!"

"That's right. I didn't let you marry, I just let you have sex." My sister glanced at the purple gas: "Well, come on, I'll serve you with Yu Luomei, okay?"

"Good, your sister is good!" It seems that Ziqi Donglai is slightly worse than this little girl than direct and shameless. The old face turned red. Ziqi Donglai gritted his teeth and hummed, "How dare you seduce your brother with such a flat chest? Shit, I don't like it!"

"Well, is that so?" Sister was lace and loosened her little hand holding Qi Yuluo. Then, under the gaze of countless players, the little girl gently untied the belt around her waist and elegantly opened her clothes, revealing the proud figure wrapped under the wide clothes.

The little girl is tall, wearing a chest-wrapped chest similar to those maids in "The City with Golden Armor", and the skin exposed under her neck is full of frost and snow, which is natural. The plump chest stood tall and upright, and the fullness of condensed jade cream was tightly squeezed together by the clothes, forming a deep gully.

According to my visuals, it is not as good as Su Qin, but it is bigger than Sister Mu, and it seems that she can't hold one hand.

"Can it be flat?" My sister raised her skirt with lace and asked with a smile.

"Ping-me..." Zi Qi Donglai stared at the crisp chest in the world, licked his lips and said with insufficient confidence.