[Online Game + Writing] Momo looks back, you haven't left yet

"Ding, congratulations to player Momo for completing the inheritance of the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon..."

"Ding, congratulations to the player Momo for obtaining the racial skill—Yin-Yang Art, which can identify creatures in the world."

"Ding, congratulations to the player Momo for obtaining the racial skills—primary fire (upgradable), fire manipulation."

Momo, who was pushed into the coffin, heard such a system prompt after a flash of blinding light, and shook his head slightly dizzy.

Stand up straight and prepare to climb out, the inheritance is over, do you plan to eat and spend the night inside if you don't climb out?

I looked up and saw the tall wooden boards around me, blinked my eyes and looked down, it was still the clothes in the tomb of clothes I saw before, but it seemed to be bigger, and the jade crown was gone, and I lifted my hand a little stiffly, but saw A white furry paw.

He raised his claws to cover his face, and turned into a fox again.

Looking at the high wall of the coffin, he had no choice. He didn't want to practice his jumping ability at such a high height. Then King Zhou, who was watching a good show, couldn't count on it, so he could only trouble the world.

"Qing Jin..."

Qing Jintian was stunned for a while when he heard the childish call under the high platform. He was familiar with it but couldn't remember it for a while. Hearing the voice came from the coffin, could it be...

Thinking of that possibility, Qing Jintian raised his eyebrows, really nostalgic.

He quickly walked up to the high platform, and went up smoothly this time without the system prompting to stop him.

At this moment, King Zhou was lying on the edge of the coffin looking at the little white fox inside, with a doting and loving smile on his face, thinking that Daji was so cute back then.

Qing Jinxia walked up to the high platform and stood behind King Zhou and looked into the coffin, and saw that Momo had changed back into a fox, a small white mass, the difference from last time was the nine tails behind him, fluffy and fluffy It's fluffy, and you want to touch it when you look at it, it must feel good.

Knowing that Momo must have called him because of the current situation, without delay, he stepped into the coffin, hugged the little fox into his arms, rubbed his little body, and stepped out of the coffin.

King Zhou held his cheeks in his hands and twisted his body with a dreamy and ambiguous expression. Looking at Qing Jintianxia and the white-haired fox in his arms, he almost drool.

"Back then, Daji and I were as loving as you!"

King Zhou fell into the memory of his pity, and Qing Jinxia quietly ran away holding the fox Momo.

In any game, no matter whether it is an NPC or a boss, as long as they reminisce about the past, they will be endless. Hurry up before being dragged by the other party, otherwise, be prepared to be sprayed with saliva for hours.

Because Momo changed back to the prototype of a fox, the pet automatically retracted to the pet space, so when he returned, there was only Qing Jintianxia and the little fox Momo in his arms.

When walking away with Momo in his arms, Qing Jintian naturally didn't forget to eat rot, he stroked his head for a while, stroked his tail for a while, from root to tip.

The little fox Momo felt that the hand that was always moving on his ass was extremely annoying, so he turned around in Qing Jinxia's arms, and bit down on that hand before he could react.

"Heh..." If I remember correctly, this was the second time Momo bit him, and both times were because... the fox-shaped Momo was really cute.

Qing Jintian, who was holding the fox in one hand and bitten in the other, couldn't move at all and could only remind the little fox to let go, but he couldn't help but turned into a laugh.

Behaviors like biting people are impossible when they are still in human form. It can only be said that when Momo became a fox, she became arrogant because of her depressed mood.

The Momo little fox, who was temporarily arrogant, was annoyed after hearing this laughter, why he couldn't help but want to bite people at such times, and every time it was this Qingjintian.

Opening his mouth, he turned around and wrapped his body into a ball of fur with nine tails, nestling in Qing Jinxia's arms.No matter what love is, you must not become a prototype in the future.

In a good mood, he walked out of King Zhou's tomb with a group of little foxes in his arms. After taking the last step, a system announcement spread throughout the entire Mengze Continent.

"Ding, congratulations to a certain player who discovered the hidden dungeon—the tomb of King Zhou. The dungeon of King Zhou's tomb has been opened. Welcome players to join the adventure."

Qing Jintian curled his lips, this tomb of King Zhou is a scam, none of the funerary objects inside can be taken out, so it is said that the expedition is actually sent to King Zhou for fun.

At this time, the little fox in his arms thought the same thing, and I have to say that these two are very husband and wife.

Qing Jintian carried Momo back to the patriarch's house. He didn't want others to see Momo's fox prototype. He had made a mistake last time, so he would not recklessly appear in the city with his arms this time. Momo is the Nine-Tailed Fox this time, if he appears like this, the rumors will definitely spread further and further.

Holding Momo into the room that was arranged for them before, before closing the door, the little fox in his arms jumped out of his arms and climbed onto the table to sit facing him.

Qing Jinxia smiled at the little fox, went to the table and turned over the upside-down cup, poured a glass of water and put it in front of Momo.

Momo shifted his gaze from Qing Jintianxia's body to the water glass in front of him, lowered his head and stretched out his pink tongue to lick it lightly, and only raised his head to look at the man sitting in front of him after half a glass of water was down.

Qing Jinxia stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the little fox who was sitting facing him. The fluffy hand felt so good, coupled with the shaking of Momo's slight struggle, the fluff slipping over the palm of his hand felt itchy, and his heart felt like being brushed by a feather. Like too.

Patting the restless little head under his hands, Qing Jinxia's upper body leaned forward to the little fox's ear.

"Momo, you are so cute."

Shaking his ears itchy from Qing Jinxia's exhaled breath, Momo little fox Sifu stood up, turned and walked to the edge of the table, and sat down at the place farthest from the man.

Seeing Momo's behavior, Qing Jintian smiled lightly and shook his head, stood up and leaned forward to hold the little fox in his arms, caressed the little furry body in his arms, and lowered his head to face the little fox in his arms. The small ears blow gently.

Momo struggled to no avail, and chose to go offline out of arrogance, this wicked man.

Seeing the little fox gradually disappearing from his hand, Qing Jinxia sighed, teased him too much, and ran away.

According to this situation, it seems that it will not be online again today, so Qing Jintian also chose to go offline. , Taking off the helmet, Su Mo was at a loss for a moment, and escaped offline just like that.

Sighing softly, he stroked his heart with his right hand, his heart beat a little faster, and his face seemed to have a fever.

He put the helmet on the bed, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The cold water slapped on his face to cool down, and he looked up at himself in the mirror who was still blushing a little. He had to admit that that man could easily stir up his emotions, maybe he really liked that man a little bit.

When did it start...

I am used to seeing the man's figure at the first sight every time I go online, I am used to the two of them playing games together, and I am also used to his occasional flirting.

It can only be said that the habit is really terrible.

Pat the cheek lightly, and draw a confident and naughty smile to yourself in the mirror. If you like it, you will like it. However, since you haven’t talked about it, let’s play it slowly. The one who admits defeat first must not be Own.