The Simulated World of Online Games

"You... are you a girl?—" Han Xue's unbelievable tone came.Shen Mo didn't see her clearly, but she saw herself clearly. Faced with this kind of non-technical question, she didn't bother to answer. It's not obvious. "This is the XX apartment, is it 4-1-1?—" Han Xue continued to ask without giving up. "Yeah." Shen Mo picked up the nightgown that fell on the ground, glanced at her, and responded indifferently.This time, she finally collapsed, slumped on the sofa in the living room, staring blankly at Shen Mo, to be precise, she was more of a scrutiny. From her defensive eyes, she read, "This woman is a heinous woman. Big Satyr" these words.But, in fact, I was seen by her, and I still haven't seen what she looks like. Why do I think I'm a hooligan, I'm a pervert, she can't be, Shen Mo is doing it for himself Fight for injustice.But in the end, he was defeated by this thorny gaze. Shen Mo tightened his belt in a fit of anger, trying to wrap himself tightly, and said coldly, "Are you new here?" "Uh, so it is, But not now." Han Xue held her forehead and seemed to have difficulty breathing. "Why?" "Because I'm moving—" I squeaked.Content label: The game is made in heaven and the grievances of the rivers and lakes near the water ┃ Search keywords: Protagonist: Shen Mo, Han Xue ┃ Supporting role: Zhou Yun