When the dead house meets the upper paralysis

Mo Su didn't think it was a big deal to sleep with a man at first, but it was cold anyway, so when the two of them huddled together, it was good to warm each other up.But when he really got on the bed, Mo Su realized that Cao Qinghui's words were not aimless.

When Mo Su was at Xie Zifang's house, he always slept with Xie Zifang on his bed, but Xie Zifang's bed was a large double bed, and except for the first day, the two of them slept in the same bed, and after that, it was not for fun Mo Su went back to the dormitory to sleep after the whole night. He took the quilt and pillows away and slept in two quilts separately from Xie Zifang.

In fact, two people have never had such a thing of sharing the same bed...

The single bed in the school is quite spacious for one person, but for two men, it is really difficult to even turn over.

When Mo Su washed up and climbed onto the bed, Xie Zifang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.He slept on the side next to the wall, consciously occupying only half of the space, and his head was only resting on a small side of the pillow, as if he would fall off if he tilted his head at any time.

But even so, his lying flat body already took up two-thirds of the bed.

Mo Su crawled to the middle of the bed, pushed Xie Zifang, "Hey, go over there."

Xie Zi opened his eyes as if in a daze, and glanced at the other side that Mo Su was pointing at.A little further and his head would not touch the pillow.

Mo Su also discovered his predicament, so he changed his words: "Then you sleep on your side! Or do you think I'm a wicker, able to sleep in such a small place?"

Xie Zifang muttered, "I thought you were an animal and could sleep standing up."

"Get out!" Mo Su thumped him, Xie Zifang took advantage of the situation, honestly followed Mo Su's request, and turned sideways, facing Mo Su.

Just to give up the space for one person, Mo Su fell down with satisfaction, lying on his back, his head was just enough to fit most of the pillow.

But the feeling of satisfaction lasted for less than a second.Xie Zifang's face was less than a palm away from his side, and his hot and humid breath sprayed on his cheeks and ears.

And the moment he fell down, the electricity in the dormitory was also turned off, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

The rest of the people had already lie down on the bed and fell asleep, the surrounding was extremely quiet, Mo Su could only hear Xie Zifang's light breathing.Unlike many people, when Xie Zifang is sleeping, not only does he not have any snoring, but his breathing is also very shallow, as if it will stop at any time if he is not paying attention.

But it was this breath as thin as a breeze that beat Mosu's eardrum violently at this moment, filling his entire hearing.

Mo Su moved uncomfortably, but following his movement, Xie Zifang actually leaned towards him, with his arms on his stomach by the way, encircling him gently.

In the dark, Mo Su stared at his eyes, touched his mobile phone from beside the pillow, turned it on again, and took the photo on Xie Zifang's face.

Mo Su turned his head, the tip of his nose was almost facing Xie Zifang's, and the breath of the two mixed together, making it even hotter.

But Xie Zifang seemed to be really asleep, even if the light of the mobile phone shone on his eyes, he didn't have the slightest reaction.

Under the dim light of the mobile phone, only Xie Zifang's face, with some bluish color, appeared in front of Mo Su at a very close distance, like a ghost.

But under the broad forehead, there are stretched eyebrows, and each thin and soft eyebrow is gently sweeping towards the tip of the eyebrow.The long eyelashes cover the eyes, and they will flutter occasionally to disturb the light and shadow.

Mo Su narrowed his eyes and looked down. Xie Zifang's nose bridge was high and straight, and his lips could not be seen clearly, but he could vaguely see the full curvature.

Sniffing, Mo Su pouted.

Well, even if Xie Zifang is a ghost, he is still a pretty handsome ghost.

Mo Su grudgingly admitted that at least the students in the school had good looks, which could be called above the level.

After turning off the phone, Mo Su turned over with difficulty, with his back to Xie Zifang.

The people behind leaned closer to him again, their hairy heads were buried behind him, their breath sprayed on his neck, it was numb and itchy in the damp heat.

Mo Su closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He just removed the hands of the people behind him from his body, hugging a corner of the quilt and thinking wildly.

But after a while, Xie Zi moved his body, put his arms on him again, and held him in his arms.

Depend on!

Mo Su cursed secretly, this time he threw his arm back unceremoniously.

Xie Zi sucked his nose, turned around, and turned his back to Mosu.

The place was too small, and when Xie Zifang turned around, the skins of the two of them rubbed against each other. The strange touch made Mo Su instinctively avoid it, but it was unavoidable.When Xie Zifang turned around, the two of them were back to back, but they were very close together.

Xie Zifang was naked, only Mosu was wearing pajamas.Xie Zifang's body temperature was transmitted to Mosu's body through the thin cloth, which really played a role in keeping him warm.

Mo Su thought in a trance, in fact, back to back is not bad, at least it is really warm.

And TV shows often show that the highest friendship is that you can give your back to the other party when fighting. Although it is bloody, it is really good.

Although it is almost impossible to fight back to back together in reality, at least in the game, Xie Zi can be regarded as a very qualified follower.

After playing the game for too long, it is inevitable to make some enemies.

The game map is limited, and it is not surprising to encounter it occasionally.

It happened once in the suburbs that there were only him and Xie Zifang in the team. The other party had a lot of people, and a group P came up and knocked him and Xie Zifang down together.

Xie Zifang is not a real RMB player, but because Mosu was impatient to go to low-level dungeons to fight monsters when he was leveling up with Mosu, he always liked to take Xie Zifang to dungeons with a much higher level than him, and Mosu himself is a mage, The group of monsters is okay, protecting Xie Zifang...that is simply a fantasy.

Although Xie Zifang chose the profession of doctor very smartly, but because the level suppression is too great, the only little blood that can be added is often given to Mosu, who is fragile and thin, and he has to use the mall every time. Sell ​​props to get yourself up.

This is Xie Zifang's only expense in the game, but when he didn't form a team with others at the beginning, this item alone really cost him a lot.

Later, he formed a team with the gang members and brought a doctor. When Xie Zifang died, he was always called up by the doctor. The rebirth props that he bought in batches had been placed in the corner of the backpack, waiting to be ashes.

But that time, Xie Zifang probably finally found the remaining value of the item.

After he and Mosu were black and white together, he immediately used props to wake himself up, and then woke up Mosu to add blood to him.

But afterwards, Mo Su seriously suspected that Xie Zifang added it to him, it was chicken blood...

After Mo Su got up, he didn't even think about it, and threw his skills at the person who killed them, and he could kill the opponent by a little bit...

However, the pair of fists is hard to beat with four hands. Before Mo Su can kill a person, the big one in the opponent immediately attacks with a group, and Mo Su and Xie Zi are black and white again.

So, Xie Zifang used the props again, La Mosu, Mosu attacked again, and was killed again...

So back and forth, infinite loop...

Later, it was said that Xie Zifang called people in the gang as soon as they were killed, and the helpers arrived quickly, which quickly turned into a group battle.

Although there was actually only a short ten minutes before the helper rushed over, Mosu's skin was too thin, and he was a mage whose attack power was basically weak, and mainly focused on eliminating the opponent's state in group battles.With no one to help and only a little doctor to add less than half of the blood every time, he really can only say that he died and died that day, died and died...

Spend more time lying down than standing.

Although Xie Zifang accompanied him time and time again, he felt so proud and excited that he couldn't control himself, and was even called "the queen who is more manly than men" by the people afterwards, but in fact he just wanted to say: Xie Zifang Since you called someone, why are you resurrecting me? We can just lie down and scold them until someone comes!

But he just thought about it in his heart, because when he thought about it, he couldn't help thinking, in fact, if Xie Zifang hadn't been resurrected again and again that day, according to his usual personality, he would just lie down and wait for someone to leave. He doesn't even know how to scold at all, the big deal is that he will come back when the other party places an order next time!

Or, even if it wasn't because he brought Xie Zifang, then he should actually form a team with a few people in the dormitory at this time. He is a little mage, and he relies on letting others charge forward. When there is an order!

So all this is not the fault of those who killed them, but Xie Zifang!

Ever since he met Xie Zifang, he has been walking in the middle of bad luck, without any intention of deviating from it!

Therefore, although Xie Zifang's behavior of reviving himself from death and pulling him up again and again touched him for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

As soon as the mind calmed down, the emotion instantly turned into resentment.

Mo Su started to take Xie Zifang to run the high-level dungeon again, and the only happy thing was to hide and watch Xie Zifang being beaten to death by a group of high-level monsters, and then he had no choice but to use props to pull himself up.

Mo Su couldn't help curling up his mouth in the dark. When playing games with Xie Zifang, he could often see Xie Zifang's characters die, Xie Zifang slightly widened his eyes, scratched his head, and said, "Ah, again "dead" look, and then returned to the expressionless look, silently looking for resurrection items in the backpack.

Xie Zifang didn't know, although at the beginning Mosu really wanted to vent his hatred for Zifang, but later on, it became purely Mosu's pleasure.

Especially when Xie Zifang is away from the computer for a while, Mo Su often deliberately lures the monsters to Xie Zifang's characters, and then makes an innocent "I can't save you" look, and when Xie Zifang comes back, he finds himself black and white again.

Originally, before receiving Cao Qinghui's call today, Mo Su wanted to repeat the same trick, so he deliberately took Xie Zifang to a difficult but highly experienced dungeon, but...

It suddenly occurred to Mo Su that the two of them left in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to turn off the computer, let alone the game, so the big house might not be the only one who died tonight...

Thinking of this, Mo Su burst into tears instantly.

He has been relying on the little mage to play the dungeon experience for more than an hour by himself, and he still hasn't got it...

Since he was killed to single digits last time, the equipment he has not repaired because of lack of money is durable, I am afraid it will drop to zero this time...

Mo Su had a bitter face and clenched the corner of the quilt with his fist. He felt that he might be too painful to sleep tonight.

Turning around, he suddenly realized that Xie Zifang had turned back at some point, and his arms were still on him.

Mo Su glared angrily at Xie Zifang, who was sleeping soundly, and unceremoniously threw his arm back, and then straddled him heavily with one leg, sleeping!

When Wei Mang came back the next day, what he saw was Mo Su pawing on Xie Zifang like a sloth.

He came back after eight o'clock in the morning, and no one in the dormitory had woken up. He stood silently on the stairs between the two beds with a sad look, until Mo Su woke up in a daze.

Not fully awake, Mo Su pushed Xie Zifang away from the tight ball in his arms, sat up, rubbed his eyes and was about to get out of bed to pee.

But just when he was halfway through the seat, he suddenly saw Wei Mang's deep expression, and he was startled: "What are you doing?"

Wei Mang stared at him, "What are you two doing on my bed..."

Xie Zifang groaned, half-opened his eyes, "Sleep, do you want to come too?"

Wei Mang was silent for a while, "...No need, I have no feelings for 3P..."

Xie Zifang turned over and continued to sleep, "That's great, I have no feelings for you either..."

Wei Mang was speechless, only felt two crows flying over his head, silently, with a wounded heart, he went down the stairs quietly.

But Mo Su crawled down after him, and he was angry: "Don't follow me, it's useless to comfort me."

Mo Su was still in a daze, "I didn't follow you, what are you doing in front of me? I'm going to the toilet."

Wei Mang turned sideways wordlessly, letting Mo Su squeeze past, then squatted on the narrow stairs between the two beds and drew circles, "Everyone hurt me, hurt me..."