Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

After eating, the five people who came back from the cafeteria rushed into Tang San and Shen Xiu's dormitory again clamoring "Come and catch the traitor". They all showed disappointed expressions when they saw the two of them fighting together and reading a book.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing occupied the only two chairs in Tang San and Shen Xiu’s bedroom, while Xiao Wu directly sat on the table. Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai stood beside them and drove Tang San and Shen Xiu onto the bed. , They finally asked the question they had been holding back.

"What is the fog that you two created on the competition stage today?"

Tang San held his hands back in a relaxed posture, and Shen Xiu unceremoniously kicked off his slippers and leaned forward. After showing enough affection in front of the five people, Tang San said, "I discovered it after the sixtieth level of Xiao Xiu. The spirit power of the two of us can be temporarily fused with special assistance, and the mist generated during the fusion has the effect of boosting the friendly side and exacerbating the enemy's unfavorable state."

"Are there scope limits?"

"Temporary fusion? Isn't it like that martial soul fusion technique?"

"What is the special support?"

"Does the mist still have the ability to distinguish between enemy and friendly?"

"Does it consume a lot of soul power?"

Everyone rushed to ask questions, Tang San and Shen Xiu looked at each other helplessly, and patiently explained in detail, "Temporary fusion means that our two soul powers can merge during that time period, creating a new kind of Fusion power."

"Mist, you can regard it as a martial soul fusion skill, which moves according to our thoughts, so you can distinguish between the enemy and the friend."

"The range should be based on the strength of our soul power. Now both of us are at level sixty. The maximum range is probably a circle with a radius of more than 100 meters with our center. If the range is reduced, the fog will increase correspondingly. concentration."

"The fusion power consumed is actually not a lot. Like the previous Soul Master Classic, it will definitely be fine to support the entire game."

"As for the special assistance...it is not convenient to say, anyway you know it."

After answering everyone’s questions one by one, Tang San directly and without euphemism gave the order to chase away the guests, and drove out the few people who cursed him to be exhausted. Tang San locked the door with a click, and walked to sit cross-legged on the bed. In front of Shen Xiu, "Don't you want to look at the stars, watch the moon, talk about your ideals in life?"

"Yes," Shen Xiu nodded calmly, and looked at the time pretentiously, "but I've been tired for a day today, so let's take a shower first." He raised his eyes to Tang San, his peachy eyes curled, "together?"

Tang San squeezed his chin, his eyes dull and unclear, "Are you sure?"

"Why, don't you dare?" Shen Xiu patted Tang San's hand away, smiling with his lips curled, and the triumphant expression of eyebrows and eyes curled up.

"Let's go." Tang San smiled, he pulled up Shen Xiu, then put his hands on the buttons of his clothes, and unbuttoned them slowly and gracefully. As the clothes slipped, his clothes were covered with The beautiful muscular chest with smooth lines and clear textures slowly revealed, and a black round butterfly mark on the collarbone was particularly conspicuous.

The clothes were torn off and thrown on the bed. Tang San put his right hand on the waistband of his trousers, and stretched out his left hand in front of Shen Xiu, his palms with distinct joints were especially shiny under the light.

Shen Xiu jumped off the bed and walked barefoot in front of Tang San. He was a little shorter than Tang San. His right hand was naturally interspersed with Tang's thirty fingers, and his left hand also hooked Tang San. San's neck approached Tang San and bit his lip, "Go."

"Since Xiaoxiu, you have teased me like this, then..." Tang San wrapped his arms around Shen Xiu's waist, with a clear breeze. The gentleman's smile revealed some evil at this time, and his gentle, magnetic voice made people feel like it. Involuntarily indulged, "Tomorrow you don't want to get out of bed."

[Silently pull the lamp, please make up for the cute ones by themselves [Sincere Smile]-from the stupid cat annoyed by the report]

"Well…"

The next day, Shen Xiu was awakened by the bright sun hitting his face after the curtain was suddenly opened.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and glanced at the upright young man standing by the window, his eyes hurt by the sun, and he buried his head in the quilt again, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?" Up?"

The voice of the exit was very hoarse. Shen Xiu only felt a tingling in his throat, and could not help coughing uncomfortably. The corners of his eyes were watery because of the violent coughing.

Being uncomfortable, the familiar breath of the youth approached, one hand held Shen Xiu's head, his lips touched a touch of coldness, Shen Xiu opened his mouth slightly, and the warm water sliding entrance effectively relieved the burning pain in his throat. .

"Would you like to drink?" The young man's gentle voice was full of distress, and he touched Shen Xiu's head, with a particularly gentle tone.

"No need," Shen Xiu rebuffed feebly, squinting his eyes to adjust to the light for a while before opening completely, "Help me up."

Shen Xiu really didn't expect that his whim yesterday would make Tang San Beast! Sex! Dafa—just kidding, Tang San really played a lot of tricks last night, the bathroom, balcony, and the release of the Blue Silver Emperor on the Blue Silver Domain, the vines tied to his body still have a paralyzing effect, and Shen Xiu can hardly cry. tears.

Even when he was crying and begging to say no, he forced his Martial Spirit to let him heal himself.

Shen Xiu sighed quietly, what did that sentence say, feeling like a rag doll that has been played with?

Not to mention, just now there is no place in him that is not sore or intact, and he doesn't even bother to move his fingers, let alone release the martial spirit to treat himself again, it really looks like it.

"Okay," Tang San graciously helped the young man up and leaned him against the head of the bed. Shen Xiu leaned weakly against the pillow. The skin that was originally fair and delicate, as good as mutton fat and white jade, was now full of ambiguous hickeys. The long black hair slipped down, the white, black and red intertwined, and the boy's still glowing red The corner of his eyes, the appearance of the unfailing love, is basically a crime, Tang San's eyes darkened, but he also felt very sorry for his minor repairs, and asked softly, "I brought food, you must be hungry. , Eat something first."

"Well," Shen Xiu asked, pursing his lips, "what time is it?"

Tang San was turning around to take the food box on the table, pausing a little with his hand, and taking out the white porridge in a calm manner, "I brought the white porridge back..."

"I said, what time is it now." Shen Xiu said lightly.

"Um..." Tang San touched his nose awkwardly, and whispered, "Three o'clock in the afternoon."

To his surprise, Shen Xiu just squinted at him with a smile, his expression was very calm, he leaned back and raised his head, "I don't want to move, you feed me."

Tang San hurriedly sat down by the bed, and under his exquisite control, the spirit power of the palm of his hand heated the already somewhat cold white porridge until it came out of heat, stirred the porridge, put it to his mouth and blew it. The spoon was handed to Shen Xiu's lips.

Shen Xiu lowered his eyes, the rising heat condensed into small water droplets on his long eyelashes, looking pitiful and lovely, he opened his mouth with the slightly hot white porridge, his little throat rolled up and down, Tang San stared at him. flash.

Last night, he licked there...

The two fed them tenderly, and the other ate quietly. Seeing the warm and beautiful atmosphere, Tang San was secretly bitter.

Shen Xiaoxiu’s character is very good to ponder. If he blows up his hair, it would be easy for Tang San to coax, but Shen Xiaoxiu now can’t be calmer, as if nothing happened before. It’s this. This attitude made Tang San feel frustrated.

Shen Xiaoxiu, is this going to make a big move to toss him?

but…

Tang San fed another spoonful of porridge to Shen Xiu's mouth. He smiled deeper as he watched the young man obediently drank it. Anyway, no matter how Shen Xiu tried to toss him, he just suffered. Yourself?

Tang San was doing a good job of abacus here, while Shen Xiu swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge, but the corner of his lowered mouth led to a sneer.