You Boys Play Games Very Well

Summer vacation is the day with the most traffic on the live broadcast platform. In order to gather more popularity during the vacation, Doumao signed a contract with Shan Zhu early.

Shan Zhu was restricted in his range of activities, so he could only go around the suburbs with Ling Meng during the day, and go back to live broadcast on time at night.Ling Meng took out the desktop computer he used in high school and gave it to Shan Zhu. The internet speed at home is also very good. The only drawback is that there is no camera.

Mangshen's face fans quit, crying every day, tens of thousands of blood books begging to open the video, technical fans looked at these superficial fans gleefully: Can't think of it?In the past, Mangshen didn't turn on the Hue head when live broadcasting!

But also thanks to this, no one knew that Shan Zhu went to Ling Meng's hometown secretly. According to their information, Lemon's father came home from vacation, Mangshen was still in Hushuo, and the well-known cat-fighting dog abuse group opened the remote mode for a short time. Give Xinghe millions of single dogs a bigu vacation.

It was the summer game, and replays of exciting games became a regular program every night in the Mangshen live broadcast room. Those who really wanted to learn how to play games, those who loved to watch games, those who listened stubbornly without a camera, and those who were eager to miss their daddy. Fathers and dutiful sons all gather here.

In the middle of Shan Zhu's explanation, he looked back knowingly, and caught a hamster poking around the door.

Holding the fruit plate prepared by Meng's mother in his hand, Ling Meng squeezed the door open with puffed cheeks, and at a glance, he didn't know how many pieces he had stolen.

Shan Zhu hooked his fingers at the hamster, and Ling Meng turned around and closed the door, before tiptoeing in.

Ling Meng approached and found that Shan Zhu's replay was VEGETABLE's afternoon game. The Vegetable team had excellent results this season. Since losing to FRUIT in the opening game, they have not lost a game so far. Captain Shan Yao, especially CARRY, many people are optimistic about them.

Shan Zhu grabbed Ling Meng with his long hand and pulled Ling Meng into his arms.Ling Meng is used to pornographic anchors playing Liumang, so she sat on his lap, eating fruit while watching the game happily.

There was an extra person in Shan Zhu's arms, but the rhythm of the commentary was not chaotic at all. The players' operations, intentions, and game situation were all analyzed clearly. Ling Meng was attracted by the game as soon as he watched it. He didn't even know there was a conspiracy in his clothes.

Before he realized it later, Shan Zhu had already rubbed several handfuls of lemon peel secretly.

Ling Meng squinted at Shan Zhu to express his dissatisfaction, and Shan Zhu restrained himself for a while, maybe in less than three seconds, and started walking up and down again.

Ling Meng pretended to fight, but was afraid of not being able to make any movement. Every time he was one centimeter away from Shan Zhu, he could barely stop. A good threat of force turned into fanning the boss in disguise.

Shan Zhu was sure he was a paper tiger, and after rubbing two lemon beans red, he shifted his position downwards even more.How could this Ling Meng let him break through the bottom line easily, and tightly protected the waist of his trousers to block the salty pig hands from the door.Shan Zhu made two surprise attacks but failed, and returned to attack the chest. Ling Meng instantly protected the chest, but Shan Zhu caught the gap and broke the outer tower of the base.

Ling Meng understood that this was following Shan Zhu's way of slapping the east and hitting the west. It happened that the players also used the most common move in the Galaxy strategy in the competition. of.

Gritting her teeth, Ling Meng hugged Shan Zhu's wrist and stretched it out, but Shan Zhu didn't plan to come out after entering. After rubbing her thighs a few times, she penetrated into Ling Meng's underwear with ease.

Ling Meng was so angry that she bit his shoulder. Shan Zhu was in pain, but she was determined not to let go.Although Ling Meng clamped her thighs tightly, little Ling Meng raised her head from between her legs, and was immediately held firmly by Shan Zhu.

Ling Meng almost cried out, but her dignity forced her voice back down.He knows how many people there are in Shan Zhu's live broadcast room. Mangshen's brainless fans not only watch the live broadcast but also record the screen. If there is a little movement here today, how will his father Ning hang out in the universe in the future?

It's probably impossible to expect Shan Zhu to restrain himself from the live broadcast, and Ling Meng doesn't know how he did it. While calmly analyzing the game, he played with his key points carefully.These two things were going on in parallel, Ling Meng endured like a sieve in his arms, but Shan Zhu's voice didn't even have any abnormal fluctuations.

Shan Zhu was able to run two parallel lines, but Ling Meng couldn't. What came to his ears were all familiar terms, but they couldn't be connected together to form a complete sentence.Shan Zhu's touch made him tremble all over. In order not to arouse suspicion, he could only bury his face deeply into the other's chest, compressing all the unspoken moans into dull whimpers. Unless the audience had an 80-watt hearing aid Aware of the presence of a second person.

But the audience didn't know, it doesn't mean that Ling Meng didn't know, Shan Zhu's reckless behavior gave him the illusion of being molested in public, he was nervous and a little irritated, he was stimulated to the edge several times, but he was too nervous to ejaculate .Ling Meng's head was buried deeper and deeper, and the suffocation was disguised as a kind of pleasure. His clenched lower lip was shaking, his shoulders were shaking, and his desperately curled toes were shaking too.

As the climax was approaching, Ling Meng bit the clothes on Shan Zhu's chest tightly in her mouth, and clasped Shan Zhu's arm with her ten fingers, trying not to cry out.

Shan Zhu took out a few tissues to wipe off the lemon juice splashed on his hands. Ling Meng had just come off the show "The Anchor Blows Up", and his mind was still in a state of emptiness. After a while, he had the strength to protest silently to the director:

Calling you a porn anchor wronged you?Is this what people do?Even a porn streamer is not enough to describe the beast you act on stream!

Shan Zhu also pointed to his right arm, where there were still five fingerprints pinched out by Ling Meng, and the deepest one was faintly bloody, meaning I am a beast, you are a beast, we are the same.

Facing Shan Zhu's accusation, Ling Meng mouthed "It deserves it", and then moved his mouth to blow it worryingly.Shan Zhu smiled and pushed his head back, and kissed his temples which were wet with thin sweat.

Shan Zhu continued to talk about his game, Ling Meng excused that his legs were weak and he didn't want to move his nest, so he slumped lazily in Shan Zhu's arms, trying to straighten the piece of clothing on the opponent's chest that he had bitten into a rag.

Release is always accompanied by tiredness, Ling Meng's upper and lower eyelids are getting darker and darker, and the voice in his ear has a very good hypnotic effect, he couldn't hold back a yawn.

While Shan Zhu was talking, he found that the person in his arms was not moving. Looking down, Ling Meng was drooling and sleeping soundly, looking very funny.

"Then when it comes to the talents of the empire's arms..."

"Porn anchor!" Ling Meng suddenly shouted.

Shan Zhu:?

Barrage:? ? ?

Ling Meng didn't even open her eyes: "Get your claws off!"

Shan Zhu: ...

Barrage:? ? ? ? ?

"Let me tell you that dad is not ￥#%&*&..."

Ling Meng moved her body, but the words behind her could not be heard clearly.

Needless to say, the barrage is densely covered with "?"

"Mengmeng fell asleep, talking in her sleep."

still"????????"

Shan Zhu paused: "Wait a minute, I'll carry him to the bed first."

"??????????????????"

——Put it on the bed?So what position was it just now?

——Are you telling me that porn anchors are doing live broadcasts with Qingliu anchors in their arms these days?

——Is this the reason why you don’t turn on the Hue head?

——As expected of Domao’s No. [-] porn anchor hahaha!

——The new fan weakly raises his hand. He has just been here for a few days. Isn’t this anchor very serious? Why do you all call him a pornographic anchor?Who is the Qingliu anchor?

……

Shan Zhu transferred Ling Meng to the bed next to her and covered her with a quilt. Ling Meng kicked her and turned over to sleep soundly.

Fortunately, it was Xia Tian, ​​and Shan Zhu let him go. Back in front of the computer, old fans were enthusiastically giving new fans a few things about popular science porn anchors and Qingliu anchors in the barrage.

"Okay, keep your voice down and let's continue."

--continue?Who will continue with you?

—Continue... explain why Mengmeng is with you?

——Be quiet so that the Qingliu host can't sleep?If you really care about him, turn on the video and play sign language.

——Going home for summer vacation?Short-term off-site?Give a single dog a bigu vacation?

——I feel sorry for my godfather and I must be a fool if I can't see him for a holiday [smile]

——Come on, report this pair of cheating anchors [smile]

——Looking at your live broadcast again, I am a dog [smile] woof woof

"He did go home, he didn't lie to you." Shan Zhu paused, "It's just that I'm at his house now."

——The single dog received a crit hit of one billion points, and the single dog brought [smile]

——You used to feed us dog food, but now you actually want to eat dog meat?

——Why do you think you need to feed dog food?Isn't it to fatten you up?

——Why do you eat dogs? Dogs are spicy... It tastes even better when eaten with sauce.

"There was no such plan, but a little accident happened, so it was brought forward. Mengmeng's family has a very good personality, and they didn't encounter any resistance."

--etc!Does that mean you've met your parents?

——I remember that it hasn't been long since Mangshen announced his departure from the singles, right? ?

——My God, do you anchors love to race against time so much in major life events?

——When will the wedding be broadcast live? ?

——When is the live broadcast of Son's Full Moon Wine? ? ?

——Does anyone care that this is a game live broadcast...

……

10 [-] minutes later

Ling Meng stretched a lot, turned over and saw that Shan Zhu was still broadcasting live.

Shan Zhu glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "You're awake."

Ling Meng:?

"Come and say hello to everyone."

Ling Meng:? ? ?