Wife Rules

It's like a cat that's been forced to its feet, with its back arched and its teeth grinning—although it doesn't look like it on the surface.

After looking up to see the person coming, Ling Mao frowned, he had an impression of this person.

Years ago when she accompanied Ye Xuan to the hospital, she almost bumped into the man at the stairs.

Whether it is a man or a woman, it is hard to forget such a man, and Ling Mao naturally did not forget it either.

Thinking of his ears that were accidentally exposed at that time, Ling Mao's face was a little ugly.

The other party's eyes were pierced, looking at him for a moment, Ling Mao was in the pain of being lingering, his body was tight and aching.

At this time, Ling Mao hoped that the person in front of him would take some action or say a few words.This is so torturous!

However, this confrontation persisted, and Ling Mao figured out the smell.

This feeling is inexplicably familiar...

As a result, Ling Mao's eyes also became strange.

019. What if I am happy to wear it? !

The eyes of the man in front of him make people palpitate, Ling Mao doesn't know, the main reason is that when the man opposite him looks at people, he mainly looks at three points first.

Between the eyebrows, the throat, the heart.They're all one-hit kills.

It took a long time for the two words in my throat to be uttered successfully: "... Great God?"

Jiang Jincheng's eyes are very dark, unlike ordinary people's brown eyes, his is dark.Therefore, it looks particularly scary.With just a glance, it is like being deprived of all senses, unable to see or hear clearly, and can only wander in the depths.After hearing Ling Mao's words, Jiang Jincheng glanced at him lightly, then took a step back.

So God, are you really not a BUG?Not just in games, but in real life.So the great god is not a person who has lived here alone for too long, and is a blurred character!

Ling Mao recalled pinching himself just now, although it had been a while, could it be that he fell asleep again halfway through?

It's also impossible, which sexual orientation: female, hobbies: female, the true · incomparable · otaku will virtualize such a true · incomparable · man in a lonely, empty and cold situation!What a horny young woman and a little shou can only be a fictional character!

This is the height, figure and appearance that men dream of!

Without Jiang Jincheng taking off his clothes, Ling Mao could guess the distinct muscles under Jiang Jincheng's clothes based on the last encounter in the hospital.It must be eight-pack abs, there must be manlines, and the muscles on the butt must be hard.

Ling Mao was so engrossed in his thoughts that he ignored the subtle expression on the Great God's face.

At this moment, Jiang Jincheng looked at Ling Mao with no expression other than slightly pursed lips, dark blue eyes, and messy hair—forgive the hairstyle of an otaku who can't enter the barber shop and can only do it himself, but his hands-on ability is not very good —was flaxen in color, curled up and looked extraordinarily soft.

Jiang Jincheng, who has received countless special trainings, finally restrained his urge to reach out and rub Ling Mao's head, but frowned and said in a low voice, "Too unaware, unaware."

In fact, God, you want to say that you can’t have a vigilant heart, but you can have it with you; every time you realize it, it’s better. Isn’t it the biggest regret in your life that you can’t keep pets at home!This is to make up for your shortcomings in the past [-] years!In fact, my god, you are very excited!

Ling Hao babbled for a long time and couldn't hold back: "None of your business."

Very good, this very imposing sentence that should have ended with an exclamation point, became flat and stiff because of Ling Mao's full social barrier mode towards strangers.

Jiang Jincheng obviously didn't understand why the civet cat, who had no trouble molesting others in the game, and who was good at swearing and acting cute, turned into a boy who looked a bit dull and cute (?) in front of him, and he said the fierce words It's like memorizing the teacher's text by rote.

However, this did not affect his good mood.

He stretched out his hand, with a broad palm and a rough palm: "Let me introduce myself first, I am General Ghost, and my name is Jiang Jincheng."

Of course, Jiang Jincheng didn't know, and Ling Mao didn't understand why the great god in the game, who was clearly repelling people thousands of miles away, would suddenly appear at his house one day in the early morning (emphasis mark!), and then introduce himself friendly.

What logic, what script is this!Isn't this really the wrong theater?

Most importantly, Ling Mao realized what was going through his mind after seeing the Great God.It's none of your business whether you have muscles on the ass of the great god - Ling Mao, who wanted to scratch himself a few times, complained to himself in his heart.

Completely ignoring the friendly hand extended by the Great God...

Ling Hao, have you forgotten that the most profound lesson taught to you by the great god in the game is that if you don't die, you won't die?

Jiang Jincheng didn't get a response, and swiftly reached forward with his hand, it reached the back of Ling Mao's forehead and grabbed his neck: "What are you thinking?"

Ever since he changed his body, Ling Mao was very sensitive to being touched by others.The physical feeling is secondary, the most important thing is that there is a secret hidden in the body, once touched, the whole heart can't help but soar up a few yards to count.Reflexively, he backhanded to separate the hand clasping his neck, and the person also stepped back.

"Hiss—" So the Great God is really human?What's the matter with this feeling of hitting the steel plate!Also, the feeling of being pinched to death with one hand of the great god is like a snake being pinched seven inches, and completely nailed to death, isn't it too embarrassing?

The strength of this body is not great, but it is within the range of a normal man. Ling Mao's whole body's strength has been mobilized, and he can't shake the great god at all.

I give up.

Ling Mao raised his eyes and stared: "...my name is Ling Mao."

The hand clasping his neck didn't move, so God, aren't you dissatisfied because you didn't get a response to your self-introduction?

"I know your name is Ling Mao. You are 19 years old. You are at home on a leave of absence from school. You like to stay at home and play games. Your job is translation." Jiang Jincheng's voice is unhurried, and the unique low tone is very pleasant, but what he said is a little irritating. I can't be happy.

The hair on Ling Mao's tail exploded again, and she flung herself on the sofa behind her.How much he wants to shout that you fucking investigate me!

But because of the oppressive eyes of the Great God and the hand on the back of his neck, he changed his tone and sentence: "How do you know?"

"I asked someone to check and found it." The master was not aware of the immorality of this behavior, and finally loosened his grip on Ling Mao's neck.Jiang Jincheng pushed Ling Mao aside, moved the sofa and bedside table back to their original positions, and sat down on the sofa unceremoniously: "Come here."

awkward.

The two unfamiliar men in the room are facing each other, and there will be nothing but embarrassment.Ling Hao obviously didn't want to listen to the intruder's words. In the series of movements of the master just now, he finally choked out another sentence: "What are you doing here?"

QAQ Ling Mao is extremely sad in his heart, quickly return the familiarity and intimacy between him and the master in the game!What a social barrier!Obviously, you can choose to treat the guests well and wait for the first ray of sunshine of the new year together, or seriously and politely discuss why the great god investigated him and why he appeared in his house.It's not like now that you are half-dead in the room, and you still use the wrong tone for chatting!

I must have the wrong skills...QWQ

The Great God did not act excessively, but just said: "Stay overnight."

Ling Mao: "There is only one bed."

"I don't mind sleeping together." The Almighty said generously.

I mind!

Ling Mao felt that even if his skills were correct, he might not be on the same channel as the master, and he would not be able to communicate and chat normally.

Isn't this helpless feeling more terrifying than being 54321 by the great god in the game at that time!

Just when Ling Mao was thinking about tuning to the same frequency as the Great God, Jiang Jincheng suddenly asked:

"You... do you have any strange hobbies? Why do you wear cat ears all day long?"

I'm still wearing a cat tail I go!

Second Olympic!Didn’t I wear it, it’s what this body comes with, you think I think it!

Ling Hao finally used the right tone for the first time after meeting the Great God: "I'm just happy to wear it?!"

020. Silently lighting candles

Ling Mao took off his pajamas directly with the mentality of breaking the jar.He was wearing plush pajamas inside, and the hat was just for him to sign for the express delivery every time.

Jiang Jincheng's eyes flickered when he saw Ling Mao dragging a fluffy and furry tail behind him.He had the air of a master. When Ling Mao woke up, the quilt was rolled into a ball on the bed, Jiang Jincheng grabbed the quilt and shook it vigorously, and the whole quilt covered the 1.8-meter-wide bed very snugly.

"Go and wash, and go to bed after washing."

Second Olympic!Whose house is this? I like to wash or not, so I don't plan to take a bath today!

Ling Mao looks expressionless, but his heart is surging (...).After the fierce inner struggle, Ling Mao drooped his ears, tucked his tail, opened the closet disheveledly, took a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Regarding Ling Mao's behavior of slamming the bathroom door loudly, Jiang Jincheng didn't even raise his eyebrows.He went to the living room and turned off the computer and TV, and tidied up the sofa that Ling Mao had thrown full of snacks...

When Ling Mao came out of the wash, he was shivering from the cold. The winter in the south is very cold, and there is no heating like in the north.Ling Mao is afraid of the cold and doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner or sleep on electric blankets. Every time he comes out of the shower, he has to freeze for a while, and finally falls asleep. When he wakes up tomorrow, his feet are still cold.

He rushed onto the bed nimbly with his hands and feet, and when he kicked into the bed, he bumped into something hot.His already cold feet shrank upwards, Ling Mao's face was blank.