Mo Fan has always known that Qi Ling hasn't slept for a long time. Every time I fall asleep, the other party will get up and continue the game, so this achievement can be achieved in a short time.
On New Year's Eve, even though they were not interested in the Spring Festival Gala, the two still turned on the TV and sat next to each other on the sofa.
The dinner was very sumptuous, and Mo Fan was very satisfied. This body has never drunk alcohol, and the capacity for alcohol is light. It is only half a bottle of beer, and the whole person is dizzy, and the face is flushed.
"Xiao Fan?" Qi Ling approached and called softly.
"Hmm." Mo Fan naturally leaned on someone's shoulder, reaching out to push someone's face away, "Don't make noise."
The two lived together for so long, Qi Ling only got closer to each other after they fell asleep, and did not overdo it.
Mo Fan doesn't like wearing glasses at home, Qi Ling is the only one who can appreciate that beautiful face. At this moment, this usually dull and sluggish blushing, frowning and talking softly is extremely vivid.
Even if it is not as beautiful as the beautiful face in the previous world, in Qi Ling's eyes, as long as it is this person, everything about the other person is extremely beautiful in his eyes.
"Hot..." Mo Fan couldn't push away the approaching face, and stopped struggling after a while, allowing the other party to get close to him, just kept yelling "Hot."
The air conditioner was turned on in the room, probably due to the effect of alcohol, Mo Fan's hands were warm. The drowsiness caused by alcohol dissipated a little with Qi Ling's little movements, and Mo Fan slightly opened his eyes.
The face above him was young and flamboyant, Mo Fan shook his head, "A Ling, what do you do, you have two faces."
Qi Ling laughed, raised his hand to pinch the other's tender cheek, "Drunk?"
"No, no."
"Well, you're not drunk."
What the other party said was a matter of course, but Mo Fan didn't expect it, and he remained in the current posture and was dazed.
Qi Ling didn't speak, and looked at someone who was in a daze intently. When Mo Fan finally came back to his senses, a pair of black eyes that were focused and implying friendship came into his mind and went down deeply.
"What's wrong with you? You look so good-looking?" With a doubtful tone, he pulled the slightly long hair of the other party with his hand.
Qi Ling bent down and lowered his head, their faces were very close.
"Xiao Fan is also very good-looking."
The hot air he exhaled hit his face head-on, and the breath that belonged to the other party rushed towards his face. Mo Fan frowned, his brain paralyzed by alcohol did not react when he realized that the picture in front of him was beyond expectations.
His head was in a daze, and even his vision became hazy. Mo Fan moved closer, "I can't see clearly."
"How about this? Can you see it clearly?" Qi Ling approached again cooperatively, touching the tips of his noses.
"Hmm..." Mo Fan blinked lightly.
Mo Fan's defenseless and cute appearance made Qi Ling's heart itch, his Adam's apple moved, and he said hoarsely, "Xiaofan's skin is very good."
On the side of the head, stick the slightly moist lips of the other party, "The lips are also very soft."
He raised his hand to cover the ignorant eyes, "The eyelashes are very long, and the eyes are big and bright."
“The taste is very sweet...”
"Hmm," Mo Fan let out a short breath, and his brain stopped functioning.
Something soft sticks to it, and it trembles slightly when you speak. The gentle touch seemed to be nothing, and Mo Fan couldn't help wanting more.
Following the thoughts in his mind, Mo Fan opened his mouth and bit Sao. something that bothers you.
"Heh," Qi Ling chuckled, "don't worry."
A softer object took the opportunity to enter, and swept across the mucous membrane of the palate, causing a tingling itch. The strength of sucking came from the opponent's mouth, and the two soft tongues were entangled together.
The shudder spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body, Mo Fan's hand that grabbed the opponent's hair fell weakly, put it on his shoulder, and took the initiative to lean forward, asking for more.
While the body was slightly hot and weak, a longing came from the depths of my heart.
Mo Fan's active cooperation made Qi Ling's movements more intense, and an ambiguous sound of water came from where lips and tongue met, echoing in the room. The lingering atmosphere is emotionally moving, Qi Ling left the lips of the red moon that was loved by him, enfolded the sensitive skin behind the other's ears, and tightened his hands subconsciously.
The body became extremely sensitive, and it was clearly transmitted to the brain through the friction of the clothes. Mo Fan's body was hot, and he groped around Qi Ling with his hands.
Because the unsatisfied eyes became moist, Mo Fan frowned, suddenly pushed aside Qi Ling who was kissing him half sideways, turned over and sat on the other side.
"Xiao Fan?" Qi Ling was stunned.
"Give it to me." Mo Fan gnawed at the opponent's face indiscriminately, and got his hands into the opponent's clothes.
"What for you?"
"You." Mo Fan felt extremely uncomfortable, the corners of his eyes were red.
Qi Ling also endured unbearably. He tried his best to restrain his urge to jump up and bully others wantonly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"want you."
"Why do you want me?" a coaxing voice.
"like… "
"what do you like?"
"you… "
"Who does Xiaofan like?"
"like you."
Qi Ling couldn't bear it any longer, stood up with the help of the person, and walked towards the bed.
"I also like Xiaofan very much, that kind of like."
…
It was his own initiative to mess around after drinking, and Mo Fan was powerless to complain about the strangeness of this body. People who are usually silent and dull are so bold when drunk.
Mo Fan really thought about getting drunk to get some benefits, but he didn't need to pretend, he was drunk, and the benefits were more than just that simple.
"Yes, I'm sorry." If he hadn't forced the other party, Qi Ling would definitely not have done that. A picture of him persecuting someone flashed in his mind, and Mo Fan's face became hot.
"Don't be sorry."
Mo Fan still lowered his head, "It's me..." I took the initiative to kiss you and hug you...
"Remember what I said?"
What did Qi Ling say
— “I also like Xiaofan very much, that kind of like.”
Mo Fan's face burned, and he buried his head even lower.
The other party said he likes him, is it true
"That kind of like."
Thinking of the dispute with the other party in the mall, Mo Fan felt a little embarrassed.
"Xiao Fan," Qi Ling called out.
Mo Fan looked up reflexively.
"Remember what you said?"
Mo Fan: What did I say
"You said, if I become king within a week, promise me one thing."
Mo Fan, "That's it..."
"If I did, how about making me your boyfriend?"
Mo Fan wanted to agree, but he was too embarrassed to say so, so he remained silent.
"Then it's settled."
Mo Fan: good
To appease a shy guy, Qi Ling, under Tiandao's hesitant gaze, used the amount of aura that this world could bear to relieve the other person's discomfort.
After yesterday, he cleaned up and relieved the other party, so Mo Fan didn't feel particularly uncomfortable when he woke up in the morning.
Placing a kiss on Mo Fan's forehead, Qi Ling said softly, "You didn't wake up this morning, and you didn't eat breakfast, so I'll get you something to eat."
"Um."
After making sure that Mo Fan didn't have any discomfort, Qi Ling sat in front of the computer and began to work hard to get his little partner.
Qi Ling scored very quickly, but within a day, he was already in the golden rank, which also included time for a series of things such as cooking for children, preparing snacks, and cleaning.
Currently, his rank is Gold One, and after finishing the promotion match, he can be promoted to Platinum. If someone checks his record, he will be surprised to find that this person has no defeats.
People in the golden segment don't pay too much attention to the strength of their friends and opponents, so no one has discovered it so far. Even if you find out, to others, you will think that this is a master of playing the trumpet with the trumpet. A winning streak to gold, while surprising, isn't shocking enough.
"Do not you go to sleep?"
Very ordinary plaid pajamas, Mo Fan stood beside Qi Ling, hugging the pillow on the bed and asked.
"Wait me a moment."
"No, it's not..." Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, blushing and trying to explain that he just wanted to let the other party rest earlier, not implying anything else.
Qi Ling had already turned his head away, Mo Fan would appear abrupt if he explained again, so he turned around and was about to walk. A hand stretched out and pulled Mo Fan's arm. Mo Fan was caught off guard and fell onto Qi Ling who was sitting.
Supporting the opponent's shoulders with both hands, Mo Fan stabilized his figure.
"What's wrong?"
Qi Ling pointed to the chair next to him, "Stay with me for a while."
"Oh," Mo Fan responded.
The game was still going on, but Mo Fan's attention was not on it, so when Qi Ling finished the game and turned off the computer, he didn't notice it.
A soft touch on the cheek is a restrained kiss.
Qi Ling grabbed Mo Fan's shoulders and stood up, walking towards the side of the boat, "Go to bed first, I'll go wash up."
Qi Ling lifted the quilt and signaled Mo Fan to go up, Mo Fan obediently lay down, behaved like a good baby.
Qi Ling touched the other person's forehead and went into the bathroom, Mo Fan was lying on the bed at a loss. The two of them had just had such a relationship, and they were going to sleep on the same bed, feeling uncomfortable.
When Qi Ling came out, Mo Fan was facing away from him, motionless, maybe he was asleep.
It's really poorly dressed.
Qi Ling fell asleep next to Mo Fan like a normal night, and embraced someone's stiff body in his arms.
"Not asleep?"
Mo Fan didn't dare to make a sound, subconsciously breathing lightly.
Qi Ling didn't let him go, and turned them around so that they faced each other.
"Still pretending to be asleep? Pretend again and I'll kiss you."
Mo Fan opened his eyes abruptly, meeting someone's smiling eyes.
"I haven't held you to sleep yet, let me hold you for a while."
Mo Fan obediently didn't move. After a while, he asked, "Do you like me?"
That's why I do that kind of thing with me.
Qi Ling laughed, "Well, you forgot what I said so quickly?"
"But why do you like me?"
"There is no reason." Like it is like it. Just like back then, with a thought, he brought the elixir back and fell in love gradually.
"Don't think too much," Qi Ling couldn't help kissing the other party's beautiful and soft lips, and couldn't stop the thought of getting close.
Mo Fan raised his head and tilted his head slightly in cooperation. Qi Ling moved and put his palm on the back of the opponent's head, encroaching on the opponent's territory.
The temperature of the room rose rapidly, and both of them were a little moved. Qi Ling got up halfway and rolled over to the position above Mo Fan.
Hands intertwined intimately, being pressed to one side, Mo Fan was a little out of breath. He should have refused, but the thoughts in his heart suddenly poured out like water from a gate.
"I want you," Qi Ling murmured next to Mo Fan's ear, "OK?"
What responded to him was that the other party lifted his legs around his waist.
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