020 Is this considered holding hands? The enchanted soul is gone.
"Well. The communicator is a tool for you to communicate with others in the game. You can add others as friends and have remote voice conversations with them, and you can also use the communicator to fight in teams... In short, it's just like reality.
The function of a mobile phone or QQ in the world is almost the same. It is something like an ornament that hangs on the collar."
Murong Fei thought for a while, took out a pink pen from his pocket, then naturally took Xiao Song's palm, and carefully wrote a series of numbers on his palm without noticing Xiao Song at all.
His body had stiffened.
This, this, this...is this considered holding hands...
Xiao Song stood blankly on the spot, blushing, and let the girl finish writing a few numbers on his palm. He stared at the side of the girl's face with her head lowered and writing seriously, smelled the fragrance of her hair when she was close, and felt his hand on her little hand.
The softness and warmth inside made me feel that my legs were weak, I was in a fog, and my soul was almost gone.
"sad77896, this is my communication number. My nickname is Ming Yan. After you reach level 5 and you have the communication number, you can message me in the game right away!" He didn't realize that his inadvertent action had already sent the other party to his side.
Murong Fei, whose face was "indecent" and flushed, still smiled cleanly and gave instructions.
"Oh...Okay." Xiao Song nodded absently, feeling a little disappointed - why couldn't that damn communication number be longer? For example, a whole number of several hundred digits would be good!
"Yeah. Remember! Then I'll go home and do my homework, bye."
Xiao Song watched the girl go out with fascinated eyes. When he arrived in front of a white Toyota car parked not far away on the street, the driver in a black suit had opened the door. Murong Fei looked back before getting in the car.
, waved his hand towards the bookstore.
After watching the white car drive away, Xiao Song squatted down and covered his heart, muttering, "It's over, it's over, it's a heart attack, it's a heart attack..."
Subconsciously, he raised the hand she held and put it under his nose to smell it. It seemed that there was still a trace of her fragrance. Xiao Song had a determined look on his face: "Damn, I want a week."
Not washing your hands! Oh, no, not washing your hands for a month!”
The other side.
Murong Fei, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, unconsciously looked at the familiar scenery outside the window, and was still thinking in her heart, what a surprise! I didn't expect that such a good student who looked so polite and polite could actually play online games, and he was still playing the latest games.
virtual reality game.
Wait, hunter?
What book did he buy just now? "Legend of the Archer"? "Introduction to Shooting Skills"? "Animal Feeding"?? And some basic knowledge about veterinarians????
"Hahahahaha!!!" In the car, Murong Fei finally came to her senses and started laughing. She laughed with great joy, wiping her tears while laughing.
The driver in front turned around strangely, "Miss, why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
"Haha...haha...Uncle Chang, you don't know, there is a boy in our class...he is so cute...haha...I can't stand it anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing..." Murong Fei covered her stomach and laughed in the back seat of the car.
Speechless.
Fortunately, Xiao Song didn't see this scene, otherwise he, who has a strong self-esteem, would be ashamed to find a crack in the ground and crawl in if he knew that his sweetheart was successful because of his stupid behavior...
