When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Everyone else was stunned by his behavior.

This is the worst way to quell the chaos, right?

Qian Ling was thinking blankly, and when the man stood up, he said, "Just kidding, but if you really want to have something to do with me, of course I don't mind."

Qianling's cheeks were slightly hot, and she just felt that this man was too self-conscious.

Because of the large number of people, their conditions were not good, but even so, Qian Ling couldn't help but take a bath.

His hair was spiky with drops of water, his cheeks were slightly reddened by the heat, and his eyelashes were still covered with water vapor. He looked clean and soft, like a sticky ball.

He returned to his little sofa with a fragrant smell on his body.

He needs to sleep here tonight.

After he came in, other people's eyes did not move away. The young man's clothes were a little loose, and only a section of delicate collarbone was exposed, but it was enough to attract people's imagination.

Qian Ling's attention was placed on the small sofa that was tidying up. He adjusted the cushion to the most suitable angle, buried his face in it, and stopped moving after a few breaths.

Only leave a quiet and well-behaved background for others.

His bent legs let the trousers that were originally just right climb up a section. Apart from the small instep, what is more eye-catching is the slightly protruding ankle, which outlines a beautiful curve.

Everyone swallowed involuntarily.

In this chaotic environment, the scenery in front of me is like the last pure land in the troubled times, carrying the best hope in everyone's heart.

Qian Ling's even breathing echoed shallowly in the room, and the originally noisy room was deliberately quiet in an instant, no one wanted to wake Qian Ling up from her sleep.

Just being able to look at him so quietly was enough to make me happy.

Probably because she had never had such an experience before, although Qian Ling fell asleep quickly, she did not sleep as peacefully as other people imagined.

The area of ​​the sofa was too small, and he felt chills when he circled his body. Surrounding him were all kinds of grotesque images, as well as the pause and fear of the ugly monster before attacking, which repeatedly haunted him in his dreams. consciousness.

Wandering between falling asleep and waking up again and again, Qian Ling heard noisy voices from around, and a serious scolding, "Where do you all have eyes to look?"

Qian Ling's chaotic consciousness gradually regained consciousness, he moved his neck slightly, and a sore feeling came from the back of his neck.

Qian Ling frowned, struggling to open his eyes.

The bright light fell into his eyes, he squinted subconsciously, propped himself up and turned around, a sore feeling spread all over his body.

The sofa is too hard and small.

After Qianling's eyes were focused, he could see everything in front of him clearly, and he sat up from the sofa in fright, his eyes widened, like a frightened little rabbit.

Standing in front of them were all the members of the exploration team in full gear, each tall and burly, with a weapon on his waist, they lined up in several rows and had a face-to-face meeting with Qian Ling.

Almost sent Qian Ling away who had just woken up.

Mo Xun turned around with a smile on his lips, "Are you awake? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

The boy who just woke up was still obviously tired. Because he went to sleep without drying his hair, his fluffy soft hair was all over the place. He looked silly and cute, which was unbearable. I can't help but want to get started, slowly smoothing every naughty hair along the hair.

There are still red marks on the side of the snow-white cheeks, and the eyes are dazed and helpless.

"Thank you, did I delay your departure?"

Qian Ling looked distressed, why no one told him to get up, so that everyone could see his current predicament.

"Don't be nervous, there's no delay." Mo Xun read out what he was thinking, and said calmly, "Seeing that you didn't sleep well last night, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer."

Qian Ling only thought that he was talking about the scene, and in this environment, no one had the right to ask for special treatment.

"I'm going to wash up now."

He sat up, because he was a little dazed just after waking up, and the feeling of being stared at by everyone made him a little uncomfortable. While putting on his coat, he fumbled for his shoes on the ground with his toes.

Mo Xun frowned slightly.

Suddenly heat came from Qianling's ankle, and a pair of broad hands grasped the thin ankle. He raised his eyes and found that Mo Xun was kneeling on one knee in front of him, with broad shoulders, slightly lowered chin, and deep eyebrows. and straight nose bridge.

"What's the hurry, you can't even put on your shoes?"

The hot palms gently supported the soles of his feet, and put the leather shoes on his insteps, carefully adjusting the comfort level.

And behind him were rows of ready-to-go players. Seeing his captain behave like this, it would be a lie to say he wasn't surprised.

Mo Xun has always been business-like. Although he cares about the team members, he would never act in such a lowly way. However, he was more envious and jealous when he was surprised.

Pairs of eyes were condensed on the thin white ankles, and the positions where they touched the wheat-colored palms were distinct, with a strong visual impact.

People can't help but imagine, what would it be like if the hands holding those feet were replaced by themselves?

Qian Ling only felt that his cheeks were very hot, as if he couldn't take care of himself and needed to be coaxed like a child. He retracted his feet and said awkwardly: "I can do it myself, Team Mo..."

This coquettish soft voice just made the corner of the mouth of the man kneeling in front of him slightly twitch, "Okay, just call me Team Mo, and I should take good care of you."

As he said, he put down the feet that had already changed their shoes, stood up and saw Qian Ling's soft hair curled up in a mess, raised his hand to touch it, but suddenly remembered where his hand had just touched, turned around, and touched it with the back of his hand. Touched the top of Qianling's head.

"Go, the shoes are changed."

Qian Ling said, and grabbed her messy hair and went into the bathroom where she was washing. She felt that with every step she took, a body temperature that didn't belong to her would come from the soles of her feet.

He closed the bathroom door, and there were intermittent discussions outside the door.

Qianling raised her eyes, and when her eyes met the mirror, she almost cried out, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

——God, was he just being observed in front of everyone like this?

The boy in the mirror obviously didn't wake up, his curled up hair bared his teeth and claws.

Qianling dipped his hands in some water, trying to press down the disobedient hair, and after a long time, the hair was covered with water, so he barely looked so dull.

After washing up, Qian Ling came out of the bathroom with a tired face, and breakfast was stuffed in his arms.

"Let's eat, ready to go after eating."

Breakfast is familiar canned food. Although it is cold, it is still delicious when you are hungry.

After eating, the group got out of the car in batches.

Qian Ling and other players who joined together were placed in the middle as protection objects, and Qian Ling was placed directly beside Mo Xun.

They sat in the back row, and the task of driving was handed over to other team members.

Qian Ling was sitting next to Mo Xun, thinking about what happened in the morning, Qian Ling still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you know how to use this?" Mo Xun asked proactively, took off the weapon pinned to his waist, and put it in front of Qian Ling's eyes, "Learn to open the gun, he can protect you."

Qian Ling looked at the weapon in front of him. Although the structure of the appearance was different from the traditional pistol in his memory, the overall principle of use had not changed.

But even so, Qian Ling, who had never been exposed to these things, still didn't know what to do.

At this time, the vehicle that had been driving smoothly bumped, and several lowest-level mutants rushed out from the left side of the road, still maintaining their basic human form.

"It's very simple to use, I'll show you a demonstration," Mo Xun lowered the car window, and with a deep sound, the mutant fell down, leaving a hole in his body emitting black smoke.

"Look, it's very simple."

Mo Xun handed the weapon into his hands, "It's up to you next."

The heavy and cold metal made Qianling's palms tremble. His finger was on the trigger, and he couldn't pull it as he watched the monster getting closer.

"what happened?"

Mo Xun gently held the back of his hand, wrapped every finger of his, even squeezed into the small area where the trigger was pulled, and pressed Qianling's fingers, "The real people are dead, you just kill them." As your test product, or playing games, you only need to press it lightly—”

With a trembling voice, Qian Ling said, "No, I..."

He was only halfway through when the system 663 prompt sounded in his mind: [Successfully kill a mutant, get points %2B10! 】

Qian Ling looked at the fallen mutant not far away, and pushed back the weapon Mo Xun handed him, his mind went blank.

"well done."

Mo Xun raised the car window and said to the team members in the driver's seat, "Let's take care of the rest."

After hearing only a few consecutive noises, the surroundings became quiet.

The car drove slowly, but there was still a dead silence inside the car, and the expression on Qian Ling's face remained dazed and helpless.

"It's normal not to be able to accept it for a short time," Mo Xun raised his hand, trying to touch Qian Ling's hair, but Qian Ling turned his head away.

"Is there no other way?"

Qian Ling raised her eyes to look at him, her dewy and kind eyes were like sharp knives, repeatedly cutting Mo Xun's heart.

But even so, he just felt that he wanted to hug the boy in front of him even more, even if it would hurt him all over his body, he would not hesitate to do so.

"No, this is the only way at the moment."

He forced Qian Ling to hurt those ugly things, just to let him learn to protect himself, but Mo Xun found out that he was wrong, he didn't like to see Qian Ling showing a sad expression.

Mo Xun said: "I will not continue to force you. I will do all the things you don't like for you."

As long as Qianling is clean and spotless.