The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

"Jasmine Island, you're back." A sigh came out.

And just at this moment, Yimo saw a triangular stack of cardboard standing on her computer desk.

It was written in crooked small characters.

"If I'm not here when you come back, don't bother me, let's play!"

Contact whoever you want to contact, Nebula will help you block it! 』

Even if there is no signature, Yimo still knows who left it for her.

"I didn't expect Shi Xinglan's handwriting to be so bad!"

"It's so bad that it feels a little cute."

"En...a rare cutie...hahaha!"

Yimo looked at Shi Xinglan's crooked and small characters, and couldn't help laughing out loud while clutching her stomach.

The spirit of trance, but because of Shi Xinglan's note, completely returned.

Well, it has really come out of the game!

After Yimo finished laughing and calmed down, she immediately picked up the phone.

Instead of looking at the death game app with dozens of unread messages, and opening the Internet for the first time, I found the contact information of my girlfriend, Tong Muxue!

Well, finally!

at last!

You can hear Tong Muxue's voice now!

My heart became hot, and I didn't want to think about whether Tong Muxue was busy or not, so I called her.

But before Yimo pressed the dial button, a call came from her cell phone.

And the note from the caller is.

"My little rich lady! 』

At this moment, Tong Muxue called Yimo.

Without any hesitation, Yimo pressed the answer button directly.

A hundred days of games, a hundred days of parting, Yi Mo thought she had a thousand words and wanted to chat with Tong Muxue.

But when I was really answering and playing on the phone, I suddenly didn't know what to say and where to start.

Until Tong Muxue's cautious voice came from the phone: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Yimo?"

With Tong Muxue's voice, Yimo's whole world became brighter and brighter.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, bright and pleasant.

In this world, if you let Yimo say something, it is the most magical.

Then Yimo would say without hesitation that it was Tong Muxue's voice.

Because just a word from her can completely dispel all his exhaustion and heal him in an instant.

The corners of Yimo's mouth raised slightly, revealing a natural smile: "Guess."

Tong Muxue: "Well, it seems that I made a mistake, so I'll hang up."

Yimo: "Don't hang up, don't hang up, it's not a mistake!"

"It's your boyfriend Yimo!"

Tong Muxue: "Hey, that's good."

"Honey, did I bother you?"

Yi Mo: "En~" Shaking his head and gently negating the voice.

"No, the call came just in time, and I was about to call you."

"By the way, you don't keep calling me, do you?"

Tong Muxue: "En~" imitating Yimo's negative voice.

"I just missed Mr. Yimo, and thought that Mr. Yimo might be free, so I called."

"Hey, I didn't expect to be picked up in seconds."

Yimo: "Really?"

Tong Muxue: "Guess!"

Yimo: "Haha, I guess my little rich lady misses her boyfriend so much, she calls every second."

"Well, after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, I finally got through!"

"Hey, I'm really a sinful man."

Tong Muxue: "Yeah, Mr. Yimo is really a sinful man."

"In that case, let's punish this sinful man and spend an hour talking with his humble little girlfriend!"

Yimo: "I don't think so, this punishment is too light."

"This kind of scumbag should be severely punished!"

"Well, change it to chatting until you can't speak!"

Tong Muxue: "That can't be done, as the girlfriend of that sinful man, I will feel distressed!"

"hey-hey!"

"Actually, I also want to chat more, but there will be classes later, so I don't have that much time."

With the chat between Yimo and Tong Muxue, the time became more relaxed and comfortable, as if it was completely filled with sweet candies.

"There is joy in this world, but white porcelain plum soup in midsummer, when broken ice hits a wall, it makes a loud noise. 』

Yi Mo forgot who said it, but at this moment she deeply understood it.

After a hundred years in the rivers and lakes, he lost to Tong Muxue's words.

Time, at this moment, becomes leisurely and peaceful, extremely comfortable.

Because what echoed in my ears was the brisk voice of a woman I liked.

Things, as they should be.

until……

"Mu Xue, I kissed a girl."

Yimo seriously said what he had hesitated and thought about for a long time.

Lies and truths.

He is obviously the best at lying, but he chooses the truth.

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Meanwhile, at the foothills of Jasmine Island.

Shi Xinglan, who was wearing a bikini swimsuit and sun protection clothing, was squatting under a tree, happily observing tropical ants.

It seems that because she loves small animals too much, following the activities of tropical ants on the soil, Shi Xinglan showed a happy smile that she would never have at ordinary times.

And at this moment, when he squinted his eyes and smiled the most.

As a few azure codes flashed across her left eye, her entire expression froze visible to the naked eye.

After a while, Shi Xinglan stood up and looked towards the sky.

The glare of the sun became fragmented under the mottled leaves.

Suddenly, it fell into her slightly frowning brows, and it was hard to disperse for a long time.

"Huh? Are you an idiot?!"

I don't know who I'm angry with, after muttering, I picked up the horned frog breeding box on the stone next to it, and walked angrily towards the deeper part of Jasmine Island.

That day was July 7th.

Solar terms, Xiaoshu.

"When the Xi moistens the soil, the intense heat is brought to prosperity by fanning the warm wind. 』

Midsummer has begun.

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Volume VII.end.

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ps. The 7th game is Yimo's relaxing game, the rhythm set by itself is relatively relaxed, not as tense as before.

With Qian Baitao and Maaya, write something chivalrous and courageous, and write something about love and hatred.

True or false, in the intricate arena, it is enough to reveal a little sincerity.

The next volume is very complicated, and the update is not so fast before the required things are done, please forgive me.

Around the middle of the month, there will be a new cover and rear projection, so don't miss the book.

(Before Huashan Discussing Swords, the one who was discussing with Madman Lu was the peerless hero. I originally wanted to reveal it when the peerless hero was chatting with Yun Miao, but the author forgot at the time, so I will mention it here. )

See you tomorrow!

Chapter 1. The Beginning of Midsummer (4K)

July.

The glare of the sun, continuous showers, and the constant chirping of cicadas in the middle of the night.

It's summer vacation, but there are not as many people in the non-commercial area of ​​the magic city as expected.

After all, this kind of weather like a steam oven is unbearable for many people.

Compared with going out to play, it is more comfortable to stay in a comfortable air-conditioned room.

in a high-end apartment.

Qian Baitao was lying on the mat with a popsicle in her mouth, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Maybe he was a little bored, so he started to observe Qin Muxi who was sitting in the lobby seriously reading a book and doing the questions.

Qin Muxi was wearing casual shorts and a beige camisole on his upper body.

A little white skin was exposed around the waist, without a trace of fat.

That relatively good figure was even more prominent under this kind of tight-fitting vest, revealing a beautiful arc.

The long pale pink hair was thinned into a single ponytail that naturally drooped behind his head, and his red eyes were staring at the book, serious and focused.

After staring at it for a while, Qian Baitao couldn't help but say, "Twilight, sister, you've been working hard recently."

Recently, Qin Muhui's schedule is very full.

Work out, play a game of death, teach yourself high school.

It stands to reason that for death game players, going to school is really not that important anymore.

Although Qin Muhui is a top student, in the past six months after starting the death game, he was basically in a state of long-term leave.

Since the end of the last game, Qin Muhui started to study the second year of high school by himself, and now he has reached the third year of high school.

Upon hearing this, Qin Musui put down the pen in his hand.

After moving his shoulders a little, he got up and poured himself a cup of herbal tea, took a sip and continued to work on the questions, while saying, "Besides the death game, there is always something to do, right?"

Qin Muhui has already decided that although he will not go to school, if he can live until next year, he will take the college entrance examination next year.

"By the way, aren't you going to class today?"

Qian Baitao: "The course is over..."

"how to say?"