The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

And Maaya smiled reluctantly when she heard this, and didn't continue to ask.

She felt uncomfortable, Yimo knew it.

After going through a mess of things, Maaya didn't even have time to feel uncomfortable.

Maybe Maaya is so determined to take her away, not wanting to make herself regret, and it has something to do with the outsiders and Yun Piao, right?

Their "death" somehow infected Maaya's emotions, which made Maaya work so hard and didn't want to regret it.

Yi Mo saw it.

Originally, I wanted to surprise Maaya and tell her the truth when Maaya left.

Tell her that the outsider and Yun Piao are not dead, and give her a surprise.

As a result, before they parted, because the two had a temper tantrum, and even kissed and kissed later, Yimo's original plan was disrupted and completely forgotten.

And this incident made Yimo somewhat regretful and guilty.

Thinking that if we can see each other again, I must tell Maaya.

But sometimes he would shake his head and smile wryly.

Will we really meet again?

Is it true that every game of death will go so smoothly?

Yi Mo didn't know.

I don't know how long I can go in the death game, how long I can hold on.

Just try to live as hard as possible.

Even if sometimes, let him do something he didn't want to do.

If it was before, Yimo was stuck in the game and couldn't get out, Yimo must be dying of anxiety, Tong Muxue would be on his mind.

But this time, even though it has been 71 days, Yimo is not in such a hurry to go out.

Why not hurry?

Emer was thinking.

It's not that he hasn't been raped. Kissed.

In the fifth game, Ning Yuyu was an example.

But, Yi Mo didn't take it seriously, and completely forgot about it afterwards.

Occasionally, when I think about it, I also have the feeling of seeing a stunning picture. Although it feels good, it won't really cause too much trouble.

Even without telling Tong Muxue, she didn't mention it at all.

But this time is different.

Last time, I didn't have any strength in my whole body, and I couldn't resist at all.

This time, he could actually push Maaya away and back away, but he didn't dodge.

Essentially speaking, at that moment Yimo was tempted!

If Tong Muxue hadn't been there first, Yimo could be sure that she would embrace Maaya and respond to her passionate and green kiss.

Before, Yimo was very anxious to go back, and wanted to make video calls with Tong Muxue, chat and ask about the situation.

But now, only the entanglement of self is left.

He is now in a circle, the ground is a prison, and it is difficult to break free.

The smarter a person is, the harder it is to break free once they get into a dead end.

In Yimo's perception, his actions are tantamount to betraying Tong Muxue.

He blames himself.

It stands to reason that it is impossible to talk to Tong Muxue about this kind of thing.

But Yimo also felt that she was his girlfriend, who followed him through life and death, from her world to his own.

This kind of thing should be frank, not hidden!

But if she really confessed, Yimo was a little afraid that Tong Muxue would do something that he couldn't accept.

Therefore, Yimo was caught in a dilemma.

Even after living in seclusion in Shuhai City for more than a month, I still haven't figured it out.

Even Yimo couldn't help sighing.

Compared to games, feelings are indeed more difficult!

Wouldn't it be nice to stay at home and watch some games?

What kind of love are you talking about!

Yimo walked in the dark in a daze, but Qian Baitao was bouncing around Yimo, walking to the left for a while, and walking to the right for a while, always looking full of energy.

Seeing Yimo's ecstasy, she was also a little distressed.

Finally, Qian Baitao couldn't hold back her emotions anymore, and stood in front of Yimo.

And Yimo only came back to his senses after bumping into Qianbai Tao's raging bear and feeling the softness.

Looking down, it was Qian Baitao who was staring at her with doubts.

Qian Baitao: "Yimo, something is wrong with you!"

Yimo: "What's wrong?"

Qian Baitao pursed her lips: "These days, you are so ungrateful!"

"Like, like, thinking about other women!"

Yimo was taken aback, but she didn't expect Qian Baitao's words to be so accurate.

Is this Ouhuang's sixth sense?

Yimo: "I miss you."

It's impossible for Yimo to chat with Qian Baitao about her troubles, asking for trouble.

He just lied casually.

As the saying goes, Yimo's mouth is a deceitful ghost!

On the other hand, Qian Baitao heard the words, and the doubts on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a happy smile: "This... that... um..."

"I'm actually thinking of you too..."

Seeing Qian Baitao like this, Yimo couldn't even bear to tell her the truth.

Things like lies really divide people.

It may be a sharp sword to kill, or it may give people a moment of happiness.

Thinking of how Qian Baitao looked like when she found her a month ago, Yimo became more determined.

Even if it is deception, at least it will allow her to maintain this optimism and happiness.

Yi Mo: "Yes, I know."

Qian Baitao leaned in front of Yimo when she heard the words, her face was flushed, with attachment in her eyes: "Hey hey."

"This is the so-called tacit understanding, right?"

"That, Yimoyimo."

"The moon is beautiful today, why don't we..."

Yimo didn't wait for Qian Baitao to finish speaking, she pressed her pretty forehead and pushed her away: "Daba!"

Then continue walking in the direction of home.

But Qian Baitao didn't care at all, and said to herself: "My boyfriend is really shy!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Then happily hopped up to catch up with Yi Mo, "twittering" beside him endlessly.

Qian Baitao said more to Yi Mo in a day than Yi Mo talked to herself when she was alone in a month.

Sometimes Yimo would think, would Qian Baitao's state be the same as when she was live broadcasting?

After all, when I am live broadcasting, I can maintain enthusiasm and keep talking endlessly.

But Yimo quickly denied it.

I am very enthusiastic when I live broadcast, but I still get tired.

But Qian Baitao was obviously tireless and had no concept of tiredness.

In other words, Qian Baitao's love for her is deeper than her love for the live broadcast.

Hey, there is really nothing to do with her!

And as the two of them returned to one of the several rooms, Yimo also tidied up and planned to go to bed after washing.

As I got used to the ancient life without a computer or mobile phone, I adjusted my schedule unconsciously.

Yimo fell asleep, but Qian Baitao did not.

In the darkness, Qian Baitao tiptoed and got up from her bed carefully, her eyes sparkled with excitement: "It's cute that a boyfriend is shy, but can't he be so shy all the time?"

"Yeah, ho ho, I really want to take the initiative!"

"This time, the baby must be successfully created!"

"Qian Baitao's 30th night attack, start!"

Chapter 59. New ways of torturing people (4.5k)

The night was dark, and the only light was the bright moonlight.

But because Yimo is a more hypocritical person, she doesn't like the room to be too bright when she sleeps.

Therefore, the dark coarse cloth is used for the curtains, and the room gives people a feeling of being invisible.

However, Yimo still left a little gap for the curtains, just a little bit of moonlight can shine on the door of the room.

And with the sound of "ding bell" coming from the room.

Yi Mo knew that someone was coming again!

Yimo clamped a few pieces of paper on the door of the room, and tied some copper coins with a rope.

If the door of the room is opened, the copper coin will make a crisp sound when it falls to the ground, which is a relatively primitive method of alarm.

Of course, Yimo also used many backup methods, so I won't say more.

In short, Yimo's suggestion is that boys must protect themselves when they sleep.

And under the ray of moonlight shining through the gap in the curtain, the hazy figure of the girl also appeared in Yimo's eyes.

The thin silk coat was unbuttoned, and inside was a soft red underwear, which was propped up high by a pair of huge mountain peaks.

While the unbuttoned silk jacket was shaking, one could see the looming snow-white skin.

And most of those white jade-like legs are exposed, which is a little breathtaking in a trance.

And the owner of these, the girl named Qian Baitao, had a few strands of excitement and embarrassment on her face, and anticipation in her eyes.

With the sound of the copper coin falling to the ground, he subconsciously let out an "Ah Lie" sound, and covered his mouth with his hands.

Quickly slowed down and stood on the spot, carefully staring at the direction of Yi Mo's bed.

After confirming that Yi Mo didn't respond, he let out a long breath and walked towards Yi Mo's bed with a smile on his face.

He muttered in his heart.

Tonight, it must be a success!

Qian Baitao rushes the duck!

It's just that when he walked to the side of the bed, his hand touched Yimo's quilt and lifted it, and he was about to get in.

Qian Baitao's face full of excitement and eyes full of wisdom gradually turned cold.

After a stalemate like this for 5 seconds, Yimo turned over and spoke first: "Yexi, I'm a little cold, can you put down my quilt?"