I became Piktao’s elf

It is impossible to have a good dream, and it is impossible to have a good dream in this life. ——Brother Xun

Wan is night to the whole world, and peace is An Lan's peace. ——Electric eel

After saying good night to Piketao and Ling'er, An Lan woke up just as he fell asleep.

He quickly calmed down, knowing that the two trainers he had never met seemed to have not given up on him yet.

What did you say?

Krypton gold may be late, but it will not fail to come.

What surprised An Lan was that the environment around this trial was no longer ancient, because he was wearing modern pajamas.

The texture is silk, and the logo is a donkey brand, which is very expensive.

Looking at the surrounding environment, there is a bedroom full of technology.

It has a sense of technology because it has a complete set of expensive smart furniture.

An Lan got up, picked up her slippers, and walked toward the bedroom door.

He was always vigilant, thinking that if it were a modern scene, he might be an agent preparing for an assassination or a rich man trying to prevent being killed.

......

The journey was uneventful, and An Lan safely walked to the living room and took a look. The scene before him made him scream that he was guilty.

Ling'er was applying a facial mask and leaning on the sofa cushions, with a pair of beautiful legs casually resting on the coffee table. The bright red nail polish on her feet made An Lan quickly press the gun.

"I'm riding a horse. This isn't a trial... it's Chunmeng, right?"

"Ahem...Chun dreamed of Wuhen..."

He swallowed and walked forward to find Ling'er closing her eyes and taking a nap.

"Ling...Ling'er?" An Lan called tentatively.

"Ang?" Ling'er opened her eyes in confusion, closed them lazily after seeing An Lan, and said casually: "Husband, if the mask is not enough, please take it off for me, and then carry me in~ I'm sleepy .”

"???"

An Lan was shocked, thinking that it was really Chun Meng, no, no, she had to test it out.

He stepped forward and carefully took off the mask on Ling'er's face. The other party didn't make a sudden move like he thought!

But seeing the face close at hand that closed its eyes and begged for a hug, An Lan's eyes were a little dazed.

Under Ling'er's mask, her face was smooth, firm and elastic, and because she had just absorbed the essence from the mask, she looked even more pure and charming without makeup.

Feeling that the mask in his hand was a little dry, An Lan thought it must have been applied for a long time and the essence had been absorbed by Ling'er.

He threw the mask into the trash can at his feet and an idea came to his mind.

Some people can't absorb the essence.

But for some people, no amount of essence is too much.

The mask was immediately sucked dry.

An Lan swallowed hard and carefully picked up Ling'er like a princess, "I don't have much time left for An Lan!"

Because he was now on three legs, An Lan walked very fast.

As soon as he put Ling'er on the bed, there was a knock on the door in the bedroom.

Boom boom boom!

An Lan: "?"

"Eh... so annoying! I thought she forgot something." An Lan was surprised, but Ling'er closed her eyes and complained without any surprise, and shouted again: "Come in! We agreed to divide the week equally between 1,352,46 Tian Sharing, you remember it clearly, I thought you forgot something!"

The bedroom door opened, and An Lan's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he saw the person who came in!

"Is this okay for riding on a horse? Is it possible to have a dream of Chunmen and be equipped with Laman? I am really nothing!"

The person who came in was none other than Piktao.

Piketao in the dream had dark red hair, and today she was wearing a pair of dark green contact lenses.

Coupled with her explosive figure and cute face, An Lan felt that if this appearance was used for live broadcast, fans of different ages and genders would be unable to take their eyes off her as soon as they saw her.

Some senior LSPs might want to lick this face with their eyes!

At the same time, he would lick the screen with his tongue and smile silly.

Piketao walked in slowly, wearing black stockings.

She walked to the closet very naturally, took out a pink pajamas and began to take off her clothes.

"Eh? Damn it!" An Lan felt that the dream was progressing a little too fast, which made her feel embarrassed, "Wait...wait a minute, what are you going to do?"

"Ang?" Piketao didn't even look at him, "Change into your pajamas, you're weird."

"Fuck!"

An Lan looked at Piketao, and then at Linger, who was lying on the bed with his eyes narrowed.

After a while, he quickly sat on the bed and bent down.

There is no way, some places are hard and you have to bend down.

Now An Lan is 100% convinced that this is not a trial, but a welfare dream!

Even if it's a trial, I have to fail dozens of times, he thought to himself.

......

After changing into pajamas, An Lan discovered that Piketao's pajamas and Ling'er's pajamas were exactly the same, which was really embarrassing.

"Huh? Still have the strength?" As soon as Piketao lay down next to Ling'er, he noticed something was wrong with An Lan.

"Ang?" Ling'er also opened her eyes and saw An Lan bending down like a prawn. They knew what was going on at a glance.

"What are you shy about? Haha, I understand." Piketao said with a smile: "Are you going to role-play today? Are you pretending to be a shy boy?"

"Damn it, this young man..." An Lan felt a little jealous after hearing this, "Am I so good at playing in the dream?"

Seeing the two of them getting closer and closer, An Lan felt an extremely struggling voice in his heart.

"No! It's impossible! How could she and I do this?"

"We can't have this kind of relationship!"

"No, I don't want it, I'm a good person!"

Just when An Lan was wondering whether to remain calm in his dream or turn into a beast, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

"What the hell is this system?"

An Lan yelled out loud!

[Good evening, little elf An Lan]

[Operation training is about to begin]

[This training time: 8 hours, time flow rate 1:20]

[According to the completion level and time of the training task, 1 to 5 points of personal attribute - operation value will be randomly increased]

[Training mission: National server king 50-star ranking ten consecutive wins]

[Training content: From King 50 Stars to King 60 Stars, if you win ten consecutive times, the mission will be successful. There are ten opportunities in total. The operation value obtained after the first five failures will not decrease. Starting from the fifth time, the operation value obtained after each failure will decrease a little. The guarantee is 1 point! 】

[As a professional player, operation is a must. As the chosen one, the operation must be full! 】

【If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. 】

[Now that you are on this path, host, women will only affect the speed at which you draw your sword. 】

[Please win ten consecutive victories under the interference of the two goddesses! You have the strength to be number one in the peak competition of the fifteen countries. I believe that a match between the king and the fifty-star king will be like picking something out of a bag for you! 】

[PS: The host is in a passive state and can only passively accept interference. If you do something worse than an animal, it will be directly counted as a failure! 】

[Remaining time: 8 hours, the mission begins! 】

After reading the prompts on the light screen and looking at the goddesses on the left and right, An Lan felt like crying.

"Hurry up, hurry up Lanbao, start quickly!"

"Yes, hubby, I want to see you play!"

"Haha..." An Lanpi looked at the smiling beauties on both sides with a dead smile, "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. You two just wait for me from now on!"

......

An Lan is not someone who has never seen the world. He is ranked first in the peak competition of the fifteen countries. Isn't it easy to get 50 stars in the national server?

It's just that the one who rides the horse is neither Brother Lan nor a god. It's just that the girl is too charming!

Winning the first game was easy. Although the hand caressing his leg was gentle, he was very determined.

Even An Lan was quite looking forward to it, so much so that after 20-0-0 in the first game, he looked at the two people on the left and right with pride and snorted: "No way, girls, are you going to use this to test the cadres? Ang? Ang?" "

There was no quarrel between the two, and An Lan started the second game with a killing spree.

What surprised him was that the two people beside him stood up and left immediately.

"It's boring, it's boring..."

He kept talking, thinking that he would finish the ten games quickly and then get up and check his phone. It was time for UC Browser to play its role!

The second game was won easily, but at the beginning of the third game, the two of them had not returned yet.

"Oh? Are you giving up?"

An Lan proudly admired his determination, "Monster, I want you to help me practice! But you are really not good at it!"

Just then... two people pushed a mobile dining table into the house.

An Lan glanced sideways and saw dough, rolling pin, mold, butter, and jam.

He asked, "Are you making a cake?"

"Yes~" Pike Tao replied softly and cutely: "Today is your birthday. Sister Ling'er and I will make a cake for you to eat."

"Then..." An Lan asked while killing people in the game: "What is the rolling pin used for?"

"Of course I'm making longevity noodles." Ling'er looked like you were an idiot and said coquettishly: "Of course I have to combine Chinese and Western things for my birthday, cake + longevity noodles. You are the true god of pesticides, An Lan!"

"Huh?" An Lan's eyes lit up after hearing the address, "Good guy, are you holding on to your mouth like this in your dream? No wonder you can enjoy the blessings of everyone."

Although it is the King's 50-star game, the strength inside is not as bad as An Lan thought, or it is indeed the King's 50-star game.

Unlike the matched monsters, apart from An Lan, the remaining nine, whether they are teammates or opponents, are all solid fifty stars.

Unlike random matching in reality, you can meet high-scoring bitches, or you can meet people who have been hired on behalf of others, or pure bastards.

This also ensures that although An Lan plays easily, he cannot make too many mistakes.

Because the other person is not stupid and knows when to do something.

If he makes a big mistake, he might really be at a huge disadvantage due to a wave from the opponent or the situation.

However, An Lan didn't panic at all. While playing the game, he watched the two of them making cakes. He thought to himself, what the hell is this? I'm in a calm state of mind!

As a result...his mirror was interrupted due to distraction, and then the five of him were wiped out by the opponent.

Because An Lan's eyes were on the game, but his ears drifted to the two people making the cake.

"Ah~Sister Ling'er, your flowers are so ugly."

"Hmph, you're still telling me that this is my husband's FMVP trophy? This looks like a remote control, right?"

"Sister Ling'er, slow down and be gentle! You broke the butter-making tools again."

"I know, I know, isn't the mouth too small for the cream to come out easily?"

"The mouth is too small, the cream... can't come out?" An Lan was disturbed by these words, and then he made a mistake!