Online Game Gunfire Soul

When it went online again, new vitality potions had been replenished, but this time the amount was indeed less than before.

It seems that Caesar has finally discovered the source of these materials and started to collect resources.

After drinking a vitality potion, Chang Feng moved his fingers and prepared to continue drawing his gemstone runes.

Now the sub-professional skills have reached level two, but the gap between level two and level three has almost doubled.

Nearly a week has passed, and it seems that more energy and time are needed.

Chang Feng sighed, his head aching slightly.

The mailbox flashed and it was a green gem from Nanliu Jing.

The timing is just right, the experience of drawing emeralds is a little higher than that of white gems.

Speaking of which, Nan Liujing thought the hundred gold was a huge fortune at first, but now the hundred gold has been used up, and even Chang Feng still owes him a small part.

After casually transferring fifty gold to Nanliu Jing and informing Mu Xiayang of his financial problems, Chang Feng dived into the drawing table again.

Mu Xiayang knew and supported Chang Feng's purchase of two shops in Black Rock City. The shortage of funds had already appeared in the early stages and was an unavoidable problem.

...

When Chang Feng took off the link terminal again, the sky was still dark. If it weren't for the calendar on his phone to prove it, Chang Feng would even have the illusion that he had only played the game for an hour.

By the way, there is also an empty stomach and a somewhat weak body.

There was a faint scent of rice wafting in the room. Chang Feng's nose twitched, and his stomach immediately began to howl after being hungry for a day.

There was a bowl of off-white porridge on the table next to it, and a plate of stir-fried stir-fry was covered with a plate so that the contents could not be seen, but the faint fragrance had already started to make Chang Feng's mouth water like crazy, so he couldn't wait to sit down at the table, and first

I took a big mouthful of porridge.

After eating the warm, slightly salty white porridge, the fine minced meat and ham in his mouth stimulated Chang Feng's taste buds with a rich aroma, so Chang Feng let go of himself and drank a large bowl of white porridge in a few mouthfuls.

After drinking, Chang Feng, whose hunger had slightly dissipated, came back to his senses - he was the only one in the room, and Tian Yixue was gone.

Where is she?

Chang Feng stood up and the room became quiet again. He vaguely heard the subtle noise coming from the next room.

Chang Feng immediately opened the door and returned to his room.

I saw that my room had a completely new look, the takeout boxes and drink bottles piled in the corner had disappeared, the floor was mopped clean, and the bright white light reflected it.

A petite shadow was struggling to lay out new sheets, while the washed sheets were fluttering on the hangers, most of which had been dried by the warm air of the dryer.

Chang Feng looked at Tian Yixue, who was kneeling on his bed, looking at her still red and swollen ankle, staying at the door.

Until Tian Yixue changed the sheets, she straightened up with some difficulty and was about to change the quilt.

Suddenly, her sprained left foot quickly lifted up as soon as it landed on the ground. A small sound of cold air was heard, and her body standing on one foot swayed awkwardly.

Chang Feng took a few steps forward, and Tian Yixue naturally leaned into his arms.

Except for the lack of fragrance, her face is no different from braised rabbit head.

"...You know you can't move your ankle because you sprained it?"

Chang Feng's voice was full of pity, making it unclear whether he was blaming or feeling distressed.

Tian Yixue nodded with a stiff expression. She subconsciously wanted to try to break away from Chang Feng's arm, but she quickly stiffened and calmed down after feeling that Chang Feng's arm touched somewhere it shouldn't have touched.

Then she only remembered that her body suddenly lightened up, and when she came to her senses, she was already lying on her bed.

Twenty-four hours after the sprain, cold compresses should be replaced with hot compresses. Chang Feng applied hot compresses with a hot towel and then carefully wiped Tian Yixue's feet.

After spraying the chemical spray, Chang Feng pulled the quilt and covered Tian Yixue.

"Thanks."

"Thanks."

The two spoke almost at the same time.

Maybe it was because the heater was on, both of them felt a little hot, and their mouths were dry from the heat.

Chang Feng looked at Tian Yixue, whose earlobes were red but still pretending to be calm - maybe it was just her single-core processor that prevented her from making any more expressions, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A voice whispered in his ear.

If she wants it now, Tian Yixue will not refuse.

Chang Feng's eyes moved slightly and he lowered his body little by little.

Sure enough, Tian Yixue cooperated and closed her eyes.

...Tsk, what a stupid rabbit for free.

Suppressed.

It's just that Chang Feng doesn't understand why Tian Yixue's pajamas are either a cat suit or a rabbit suit. But based on his current understanding of Tian Yixue, it is most likely that her best friend helped pick them out.

Looking at Tian Yixue with her mouth slightly open, a familiar smile appeared on the corner of Chang Feng's lips.

He picked up the link terminal he had just thrown on the bedside table and said, "Thank you just now. Go to bed early and good night."

Tian Yixue stayed on the bed with her body tense, and she didn't open her eyes until the door closed softly.

Just now Chang Feng...

Don’t you know how bad your mouth smells if you haven’t brushed your teeth for a day?

Fortunately, I didn't kiss him, it would have killed me!

Of course Chang Feng didn't know this.

All he knew was that he almost couldn't hold back and really got into it.

Fortunately, I finally stopped the car.

To be honest, Chang Feng, as an old otaku who has been dealing with toys all year round, really has no experience at all in this kind of thing.

He only knows that according to his own principles, he should not easily cross the line with a woman.

Similarly, Chang Feng is also very confused now, because as an old homebody who only deals with toys and toilet paper all year round, he has no idea whether the current situation between him and Tian Yixue is considered a relationship.

Suddenly, Chang Feng sat up, pulled out his notebook and pen, and began to scribble on the paper.

Analysis, as a game master, you should analyze when encountering this kind of thing, and come up with well-founded data and evidence to say anything!

"Both parties are interesting, but no one has announced it, so there is no chance of any close contact... Well, if she sprained her ankle and I helped her, it doesn't count as close contact..."

"Well! It shouldn't count!"

"But the current state... seems to be no different from the state of being in love."

Then something came to Chang Feng's mind: 'You need to keep a distance because of your identity', 'You were just here to drink porridge, and you haven't eaten the food she cooked', 'Why didn't you kiss me just now', and 'It's okay'

I didn't kiss you just now'.

There were more and more coils on the paper, and even Chang Feng didn't know what he had written.

Analyzed a loneliness!

Anyway, I just want to kiss, hug and lift him up high!

etc?

What a shame! Why do I have such thoughts? How could I have such thoughts!

Chang Feng threw himself on the bed, his body stretched as straight as a corpse.

Is this an old otaku who has only had close contact with toys and toilet paper and has no experience in love?

So scary, so scary.

In the end, Chang Feng rushed into the bathroom quickly and used his own monkey calls and monkey jumps in the cold water to calm down.