If it's a couple in love, no matter where they are, it's paradise as long as they are together. But the relationship between Jiang Xinlu and Hao Chengsheng is uncomfortable everywhere.

So Hao Chengsheng suggested, "how about two games?"

Jiang Xinlu really didn't know how to spend a long time, so she agreed.

When they arrive at the basement, the game room is covered with a thick carpet. Jiang Xinlu wants to sit down cross legged. Hao Chengsheng grabs her and puts a pillow under her buttocks. "It's wet in spring. Take something to pad."

Jiang Xinlu didn't refuse and sat down. Hao Chengsheng sat cross legged on the other side, looking at her sideways, "you choose first."

This is the rule they used to play arcade games. It's a bit of a lady's priority. Jiang Xinlu picked the strongest fighter. As soon as the small plane appeared, she was immediately absorbed and her eyes were firmly locked. The high-definition image texture was too strong, and she couldn't find it if she didn't pay attention.

She frowned: "is it a new version?"

"Well," Hao Chengsheng said, "the old one is too old, and the new one is clearer."

Jiang Xinlu snorted, "it's clear enough, and the color is more chaotic."

"No?"

"It doesn't matter."

The next two people did not speak, because there was no time for bickering, dense bullets came from all directions, they commanded their small planes to shuttle between the gunfire, a little inattentive was hit, then smashed to pieces, lost a life.

The improved version adds a virtual sense, and the sound of guns is more real, crackling, rumbling, noisy, interesting and tense.

This is probably the most harmonious moment for them together. There is no dispute, no cold brow, no occupation, just like two team-mates fighting side by side, covering each other and moving forward side by side. The previous tacit understanding is still there, you don't have to speak, you know each other's intention, every pass, they will coincidentally exhale a breath, and then enter the next pass.

Jiang Xinlu was so nervous about playing games that she didn't dare blink. After a long time, her eyes were so tired that she couldn't stand it. She just closed her eyes and heard Hao Chengsheng shout: "hide!"

She quickly opened it, but it was too late, and her last life had been lost. With a sigh, she dropped the handle and rubbed her eyes.

Hao Chengsheng stared at the screen and said, "if you're tired, take a rest. I'll play by myself for a while."

Jiang Xinlu leans back, falls to the ground, stretches a lot, drags a big pillow to put it under her head, and reclines to watch Hao Chengsheng play games. When she is sleepy, she blinks and squints.

Hao Chengsheng concentrated on the fight, and narrowly survived with his last life. Just as he was about to have a word, he turned his head and saw that the woman was lying on the ground and fell asleep.

He shakes his head, throws the handle away, goes over and holds the woman to the sofa, covers her with a blanket, then sits cross legged on the ground and looks at her quietly.

Behind the screen, the next level of the game has begun, the small plane appeared in the oasis, a big wave of bullets, it stood still, was hit to pieces, a line of big words appeared on the screen: game over.

Hao Chengsheng leans on the sofa and watches the news with his mobile phone. He also sleeps, one lying upright and the other leaning horizontally. His head is on her waist, forming a strange and intimate posture.

In this sleep, Hao Chengsheng sleeps soundly. The fragrance of women lingers on his nose all the time. He dreams that they are running through the flowers, playing in the sea, and walking in the street covered with fallen leaves. As soon as the camera turns, they come to the room again. The light is ambiguous. Her eyes are like silk, her breath is like orchid, and her soft and white body is enchanting under him, while he keeps rolling and sweating, Drop by drop on her

The dream was so real that he woke up with a start. It was dark in the room. He was covered with a blanket and there was no one on the sofa. His first thought was: she's gone.

This idea flashed by. He was a little flustered and ran upstairs. As soon as he got to the stairs, he slowed down because he heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.

He breathed a sigh of relief, she did not go, then thought, such a good opportunity, why does not she go?

He quietly went to the kitchen door, put his arms around the door and quietly enjoyed Jiang Xinlu's cooking.

Jiang Xinlu's hair is tied in the back of her head at random, with broken hair hanging on both sides. When she bows her head, she covers her eyes a little. She often twists her hair behind her ears with her hands. After doing this for several times, she finally gets a little impatient. She takes off the rubber band and ties her hair higher, revealing her long and white neck and two small round ears.

She bent down to cut vegetables, wearing a small flower apron, with a loose belt tied at the waist, the knife in her hand is very flexible, with the sound of Dong Dong Dong, a piece of lettuce in the knife quickly into a filament.

Hao Chengsheng's eyes didn't turn clear, but she didn't realize it. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised. She looked like a housewife, a capable and beautiful housewife.

He imagined that she was cooking in the kitchen. There was a child playing in the living room. The child's father sat on the sofa and looked at the child kindly. The house was bright with lights and warm atmosphere. The whole family was happy

But he soon frowned, her husband... What kind of man will she marry in the future? Kuang Xiwen or he di, or Chen Yu, the little policeman in Tianjin

This thought made him not very happy. He walked over without saying a word and surrounded her from the back.

Jiang Xinlu was startled. She turned her head and accidentally crossed her lips from his face. It was just an unintentional move, but it made him feel better in an instant.

"Why don't you call me when you get up?"

“……”

"What's good, huh?"

The end of his speech ran through her ears. Her ears were burning like a fire.

She earned a little. "What are you doing?"

Resistance is a little soft, he pulled her over to kiss, but the knife on the woman's hand was raised, shining his eyes.

He didn't let go, just slightly looking at the knife, smiling sarcastically: "ready to stab me again?"

Jiang Xinlu's face was straight and her eyebrows were cold. "If you don't believe it, try it."

He chuckled, his big hand clasped behind her head, and the lips he had just left stuck to her again. He rubbed her gently, but his eyes glanced at her, which was very provocative.

Jiang Xinlu's hand on the kitchen knife is tight and tight, her bone joints are blue and white, and her teeth itch with hatred. She is really a big pervert who is not afraid of death!

One time destroyed her. She didn't dare to do it again. For fear of being hurt by mistake, she had to put the knife down. Hao Chengsheng heard the sound of the kitchen knife resting on the table. He picked his eyebrows and hugged her for a circle. He put it against the wall and deepened the kiss.

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