I'm a god in the infinite game

six in the morning.

Bai Liu was kissed all the way up from the neckline by the person next to him while he was half asleep and half awake. He was not fully conscious yet, but he lazily stretched his arms around the back of the other's neck and touched it while he was asleep. It was natural to close his eyes. Kissed each other.

The other party stood up, clamped Bai Liu's slender wrist with one hand and pressed it upwards against the bedside table, and pressed his body oppressively down to press Bai Liu who was kissing him, and stuck the other hand in from the hem of Bai Liu's loose jacket. .

"It's a little itchy." Bai Liu's voice was hoarse, "What time is it?"

The man was breathing slightly short of breath, but he answered in a steady voice: "Six eleven."

"I don't go to work today." Bai Liu finally narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hands also slid down from his back, sticking to the back muscles of the opponent's strong shoulder blades, panting lightly, "Do you want to do it?"

The other party paused: "Yes."

Bai Liu smiled lightly, sat up straight, took off his shirt from bottom to top and threw it at the foot of the bed, then took two steps forward with his knees, half sat on the other's bent knees, lowered his eyes and hugged him for a while touch and kiss.

The opponent pressed Bai Liu against the wall forcefully and directly, his broad hands slid up against Bai Liu's waist, Bai Liu narrowed his eyes slightly, bent his feet stuck on both sides of the opponent's waist, and hugged the opponent's waist.

Bai Liu said with a sleepy and hoarse voice: "It's this posture again..."

"You really like this position."

Bai Liu raised the back of her neck, and the other party was buried in Bai Liu's shoulder. The whole body hugged Bai Liu tightly in her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "This way I have the most contact with you."

"We've been in contact at a negative distance, this kind of depth of contact." Bai Liu thought it was funny, and he did laugh out of breath, raised his hand to touch the other's side face, lowered his head and kissed the other party, his eyelids trembling He said, "You still care about the contact area."

"childish."

09:30am.

Bai Liu came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. He turned his head to shake the water in his ears, wiped it with the towel hanging loosely on his back, and opened his eyelids to see smoke coming from his kitchen.

Spade, who just got out of the shower, was wearing a black cotton vest bought by Bai Liu for 30 yuan a piece and was squatting outside the smoking kitchen, like a big dog that got into trouble and didn't know how to take responsibility. When he saw Bai Liu coming out of the shower, He raised his head and looked straight at Bai Liu, got up and walked in two big strides, he was about to stick to Bai Liu's body.

Bai Liu swiftly tore off the towel hanging from his back, and covered Spade's blackened face from the smoke: "I just took a shower, don't get me dirty."

Spade's face was completely pressed against the towel in Bai Liu's hand, and he let out a low voice, but his body still turned to Bai Liu's side honestly.

Bai Liu persisted for ten seconds, gave up, and let go of the towel.

The spades hung with smoky objects fulfilled their wish and stuck to the body of Bai Liu who had just taken a shower, and his tone was a little inexplicably wronged: "The kitchen exploded again."

"What are you doing again?" Bai Liu habitually dragged the large lizard pendant hanging on his back to the kitchen, and walked into the kitchen, "Did you fry Mu Sicheng's motorcycle helmet in the microwave?"

"No." Spade's eyes drifted subtly, "...you told me that the helmet can't be eaten."

"Hmm." Bai Liu lifted the lid of the pot, and a strange pungent smell came over his face. He looked at the dark thing in the pot and raised his eyebrows, "Is this Tang Erda's belt?"

Spade hugged Bai Liu's waist, put her head on his shoulder, said nothing, and lightly stepped on Bai Liu's heels twice.

"It's useless to play tricks." Bai Liu said calmly, while using two chopsticks to pick up the belt that had been cooked beyond recognition by spades, and then peeled off the fried meat with the chopsticks calmly. Black Crack, then turned around and pushed Spades away, looked up at him, and asked, "Why did you take revenge on Tang Erda this time?"

"Last time you took revenge on Mu Sicheng and blew up his helmet. I can understand that he provoked you first, and laughed at you for not being able to drive a Hello bike, but he was good at racing. This time Tang Er called and chatted with me. Things, he didn't offend you, did he?"

Spade looked away and didn't answer.

Bai Liu hugged her chest, and said lightly: "I said it, it's useless to cheat. If you cheat again, I won't go home today or tomorrow. I'll come back after I leave you alone and think clearly."

Spade turned his gaze back again, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he fell on Bai Liu's shoulder and slowly slid down, his whole body was like a piece of clay that was very listless and stuck to Bai Liu's body, and then hugged Bai Liu's waist leaned over to stick her head, her voice was very low: "No."

"I don't like it when you don't come home."

Bai Liu was unmoved, he would be deceived by spade's shameless behavior earlier, but later he found that if he followed this guy, he could do anything.

"Then why take revenge on Tang Erda?" Bai Liu asked flatly.

Spade was silent for a while, and then said softly: "He advises you to think about living with me."

Bai Liu paused: "Did you hear that?"

Spade hummed muffledly.

Tang Er's defeat was not hostile to Spade, but he simply felt that Bai Liu was already busy enough, and it was inconvenient for an unstable type like Spade to stay with Bai Liu, even as a couple.

In fact, it was to persuade Bai Liu to let Spade not stay at home when he was fine, and put him in the heretic administration to take care of them, otherwise Bai Liu's house might be demolished by Spade once he returned.

"He did say that." Bai Liu asked calmly, "But did I agree?"

Spades paused: "No."

Bai Liu asked: "How did I tell him?"

Spade was silent for a few seconds: "You said, I am your heretic."

"You will take good care of me and be responsible for me. You don't need others to bear the consequences of my appearance in reality."

"Although I'm not their captain anymore, I haven't reached the point where I will be easily swayed by others when I make a decision." Bai Liu's upper body leaned forward slightly, his eyes were half-closed as he held Spade, very similar to Spade. Gently took a kiss, "I don't like you living in other people's homes either."

"You are my monster."

The two of them simply cleaned up the kitchen, mainly Bailiu the supervisor, and Spade wore an apron and dishwashing gloves to clean up—Bai Liu advocated that whoever caused trouble in this family should be responsible, so Spade usually handles the demolition of the house by Spade himself .

Even if Spade caused a bigger disaster in the process of handling it, Bai Liu would not intervene, and would definitely let Spade continue to deal with it.

After cleaning up, Spade was already filthy from head to toe. He looked at Bai Liu and pointed to himself: "Should I take a bath?"

Bai Liu's eyes subtly paused on Spade's well-proportioned and powerful shoulder and neck muscles exposed from his vest, he raised his eyes to look at Spade, and said in a natural and ordinary tone: "I'm going to take a bath too, I just finished washing You messed it up again."

Spade's eyes moved, and the eyes looking at Bai Liu became straight again: "Let's wash together."

Bai Liu casually leaned against the kitchen frame, folded his hands in front of him, and glanced at Spade with a half-smile: "Is it just washing? Do you want to do it again?"

Spade didn't hesitate: "Do it."