[Online game] Shut up if you buy it for a dime

(four days later)

Mary: The child's father, do you still remember the commendation meeting in the afternoon?

max: remember.

jim: don't do this...

mary: God horse?

jim: No wonder...

max: Come over to me first, and I'll drive over.

mary: ok.

Where is spring: Great God... Your Highness, Your Highness's home is in the north, the prince is in the south, and the school is in the west... Why did I go to your house first?

Xiaofeng: Because I have to walk in a triangle~╮(￣▽￣")╭

Passerby A: Why do you want to take the triangle?

A wine glass for a dagger: because a triangle is the most stable... (ghost)

Big Tree Elf: What kind of public scary relationship is this, and what's with such a strong "you know" atmosphere?

Mary: You understand.

Big tree elf: ... I won't play TAT with you!

Yalar looked up at the time, there were still four hours before the commendation meeting began.Thinking about the estimated time of one and a half hours from here to Mammona, and then dawdling, it took about 3 hours to drive to the school, so I packed up the odds and ends, parked the character in a safe area and hung it...

"There are more and more people." Yalar frowned and cursed in a low voice, because legendary characters can't overlap, and they can't pass through players, so the safety zone is only so big, and there are often no places station situation.

Fortunately, the city return scroll can fly directly to the middle of the safe zone, and then the system will automatically separate the player from the player.

Yalar circled around the safe zone, but couldn't find a gap that could be plugged in for a long time. Finally, he had to buy a scroll to return to the city and flew into the middle of the safe zone.

On the way down, I heard arguing in the living room—err.Stepmother's loud voice.

The corner of Yalar's mouth twitched, thinking that his father had already gone out this morning, and there should be no one in the family who could compete with his stepmother, so he should be on the phone.

Sure enough, as soon as I got downstairs, I saw Mo Dao leaning against the fireplace with the phone in his arms (before Mo Dao appeared, the fireplace in Yalar’s ​​house was just a pure decoration. He used it every year without interruption, and the heating has been unemployed since then), and from time to time, he held the hand of the phone and extended it to the fireplace to warm it up. At this time, he was frowning, arguing with the other side of the phone about something—

"Brother, why are you so old that you suddenly fell in love with children's toys—"

……

"I don't care, you will come over to have dinner with me at noon the day after tomorrow, and then we will book a flight back home together—what, even if you use a computer, you have to choose the flight yourself? There's also the weather, time, what the fuck... What a fucking phone, I have to look at your face and talk to you to be comfortable! What's the matter?!"

Yalar walked up to Mo Dao and knelt down, patted him, and mouthed Mo Dao: Uncle?

Mo Dao nodded, and Yalar's eyes lit up.

Mo Dao rolled his eyes, and his stomach began to churn: "Yaral has come down, and he made a strong mockery of you as an uncle who is obsessed with games."

Yalar frowned: "I didn't——hmm!" The big paw snapped to cover up all the poor child's protests.

Yalar angrily pulled off the claws on his face, straightened his scarf vigorously: "I'm going out!"

"Oh... What is the commendation meeting?" Mo Dao said to the other side of the phone and asked in a low voice, "Can't the parents really go?"

Yalar nodded seriously, lying - who wants to be a three-good student like a primary school student and expect to see the parents nodding and smiling kindly behind them!

"Hey~~~" Mo Dao pinched the corner of his clothes in disappointment, and then said, "Then you wear more, because it's so cold outside that your nose will fall off."

Just as Yalar was about to start a conversation, he suddenly heard a loud snort on the phone, and then said something in a mocking tone. When Mo Dao heard this, he immediately grabbed the phone angrily and retorted: "I'm on vacation~! You What kind of job is it to stay in the office and play games?"

Aral took the opportunity to slip away and rescued Burr as a driver by the way.

Because it was in the morning, the road cleaning had already been done, and the weather was so cold that people died, and there were few pedestrians and vehicles along the way, Burr didn't spend too much time in the traffic jam when he drove all the way to Reguis's house—— On the contrary, because the snowy road is slippery and the situation is poor, the car can't drive fast, so the time is half an hour longer than Laar's prediction.

Aral took a nap in the car, and when he was woken up by Burr, he found that he had arrived at Reguis’s house. He got out of the car to thank Burr and told Burr to be careful on the way back. Aral carefully closed the door and rang the door. The doorbell of Reguiz's house.

There was a frightening bang, and the door opened after a long time.

It was Edward who came to open the door. He was not surprised to see Yalar, he smiled as a greeting, and let him in.

If Edward's bearded and embarrassed look surprised Yalar so much when he opened the door, Yalar was not surprised at all when he entered the door and saw the situation in the living room——

The stools fell to the ground in disorder, the heating was not turned on in the room, and the fireplace was burning weakly—the fire was not too big, and if you really wanted to get warm, you would have to get very close to achieve the goal. A strange young man The oriental man was sitting on the only tidy sofa in the middle of the living room. When he raised his head, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw him, and then he smiled knowingly.

Edward stood by the door without moving.

Aral took two steps, looked back at Edward - he couldn't decide whether to let Edward enter the house or just go upstairs to find Mammon.

On the contrary, the handsome man sitting on the sofa seemed to move uncomfortably, and frowned, "What are you doing standing by the door? Are you feeling ill after your fever hasn't subsided? Come here."

Edward was startled, then sneered, put on an expression of meddling with you, and looked back at the man provocatively: "Just open the door, you can get out."

Aral shrank his neck—I haven't seen Edward show such an expression before,... Cough cough, murderous.

So at the moment when the man stood up annoyed and strode towards Edward, Aral went upstairs in a timely manner.The man's sixth sense told him that the first floor was preparing for a world war.

The door of Mamen's room was not closed, and Yalar poked his head in, and immediately felt sufficient heating - it was cold all the way, and now he felt a little bit about to relax.At this time, the man was sitting in front of the computer, his fingers flying on the keyboard, and the other hand used the mouse to click from time to time, making a slight rattling sound.

intently.Yalar curled his lips dissatisfied, bent over and moved closer.

Just when she wanted to push the man to take revenge on the society, Mamen really had a tacit understanding. She shrugged and held the hand of the mouse, pinched Yalar's small pointed chin, and quickly pressed a kiss on his lips.

Let go of the rapidly warming shrimp all over his face and continue the game.Mammon's face was calm, as if everything was done skillfully and smoothly.

Yalar squatted aside and watched for a while, looking at the familiar name on the screen, feeling weird, and couldn't help feeling how life was like acting, coincidences are terrible.

"The TT family is here to find fault again?"

"En," Mamen replied absent-mindedly, and accurately gave the opponent a samurai to eat a Zhang Talisman, and then pressed F5F6 to apply red and yellow poisons, and added, "TT family has joined Ragnarok, and Odin's battle ax They're there too."

Yalar looked around on the screen: "I didn't find it."

Mamen glanced at him distractedly, moved his buttocks quietly to make way for half of the chair, and dragged Yalaer to squeeze him to sit down: "I was just killed and returned, and I will be here in a while."

"what happened?"

"Yesterday, Wuwei was there in the siege battle, and they lost too much. Today, they found a reason to kill our members. The big tree was attacked by them once." It didn't even fall, each soul fire talisman flew with incomparable accuracy, and none of them missed when they hit anyone.

Yalar clicked his tongue twice, feeling unreal - at this moment he was actually sitting on a small stool with his childhood idol to observe the idol at a close distance... Thinking, Yalar's eyes moved from the screen to Mammon's side face superior--

Hmm...my childhood idol is very handsome.

Sensing Yalar's gaze, Mamen turned her face to look at him, and with a half-smile, she leaned over and kissed his newly warmed face.

Yalar shrank subconsciously, did not avoid it, and kissed him straight.

"..." I was at a loss for words for a moment, and finally came out a sentence: "Kiss again, I won't sit with you anymore."

After speaking, I wanted to slap my mouth.

Mamen finally couldn't hold back his laughter, his hands shook, and a talisman flew crookedly. This small mistake made TT832 seize the opportunity to replenish blood, and knocked out the last bit of blood from Mamen's seventh-level beast with a few knives. Mamen had quick eyesight and quick hands He summoned another third-level one, and silently glanced at Yalar.

Yalar didn't dare to make a sound anymore, and felt aggrieved that he was silently labeled as "a blue face, a disaster, a disaster for the country and the people".

After a while, Mamen suddenly asked him, "Did you see the one downstairs?"

"what?"

"Or has he gone?"

"You mean the oriental man?"

"En," Mamen nodded lightly, "That's Yunniang."

"Huh?" Yalar was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Mamen hooked her lips: "So surprised?"

"Well, I didn't expect that..." Yalar nodded, tilting his head, not noticing that his stupidity was all caught in Mammon's smiling eyes, and rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "Then ...Then he and Brother Edward..."

"Leave them alone." Mammon lowered her eyes, seemingly a little unhappy, "let them torment."

"Oh——" Yala pulled out a long voice and suddenly realized, "Oh~"

"Anyway, it won't be too long." Mammon smiled coldly, threw out three talismans in a row, and viciously knocked down TT832, then turned around and continued to deal with the newly entangled Odin battle axe.

"(⊙o⊙) ah?!" Yala heard something in Mammon's words this time, "What do you mean?"

Mammon raised the corner of her mouth, and finally fell silent.

Aral vaguely felt that something was wrong, and stared at Mammon very seriously.

Mammon didn't even seem to be so fluent in operation. After a long time, she seemed to be a little bit difficult and whispered: "Edward himself applied for the captain of the undercover operation, and lurked next to an arms trading leader for two years."

"..."

Mammon smiled softly, a little at a loss, turned her head, and looked into Yalar's eyes with her black eyes, a little dazed: "I don't know what he is going to do, anyway, the old man approved his application, so I will yesterday."