"No way, husband...Husband, has he upgraded again?"
The girls in the sixth heaven couldn't contact Fan Nan. They accidentally looked up the level rankings and were shocked to see that Fan Nan's level had reached level 262. It wasn't this level that scared them, because Fan Nan left them.
Not long after I was promoted to level 261, I didn’t expect that I had just entered the 7th level and gained another level.
What they don't know is that Fan Nan is now level 262 and has a small amount of experience due to the reward for clearing the level 'difficulty level'.
However, Fan Nan also logged out of the game early and had no energy points. It was boring to sit and wait for recovery in the game without his wife by his side.
"It's getting late. I have to go offline to cook. Sister Xue Ling, let's go together."
"Oh, good Ling'er, your divine power level is higher than mine, so just let me practice for a while. Can you handle it by yourself today?"
Ling'er, who didn't notice that Fan Nan's avatar turned gray, was so kind and went offline to cook alone.
And the first thing that wives do every time they go offline is to run to the toilet. This is fine anywhere, but it cannot solve physical problems.
"ah…"
Ling'er, who rushed into the toilet, screamed and quickly backed out.
"Hazy, it's not like I've never seen it before."
Fan Nan shook and shivered all over, then put away the weapon and walked out as if nothing happened.
"Ling'er...Ling'er..."
"Stop screaming, I...I'm over here."
Of course, Ling'er ran to the toilet opposite to help. Sitting on the toilet, she responded awkwardly.
As the footsteps approached, Ling'er solved the problem as quickly as she could, then pulled up her skirt and ran out of the toilet.
"I got dizzy, how fast are you?"
Fan Nanhan said as he trotted to the door.
"You, don't think that I don't know that you often bully Tang Tang and Fei'er in the toilet. I won't be fooled. Damn you, how can you be willing to play games?"
"Hey, don't mention it. I cleared all the levels and used up all my energy. I just downloaded the game to do some activities."
Fan Nan stretched and then gently hugged Ling'er's waist.
"Um...did you wash your hands just now?"
"I don't remember, why don't you smell it."
"Go to hell, let me go. I have to go cook. In order to catch up with Xue Ling, I have to work alone today."
Ling'er slipped out of Fan Nan's arms like a loach and giggled. After that, she suddenly thought about it and immediately turned back and took Fan Nan's hand: "Haha, I'm not alone now, there are two of us. Hurry up and cook and I'll help."
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In the end, Fan Nan was dragged into the kitchen like a dead dog.
"Do you want to wash rice or wash vegetables?"
"Can I be the supervisor?"
"Well, that's fine, but be careful when you become a eunuch after becoming a supervisor, huh!"
Ling'er casually picked up the kitchen knife and spun it several beautiful circles in the air. When it fell down, she caught the knife handle firmly and looked at Fan Nan with a smile.
"Washing rice, I'm good at washing rice. Let's go now."
Fan Nan broke out in a cold sweat and ran to the rice warehouse as fast as he could.
"Husband...husband..."
"What are you doing? I'm cooking."
"The rice cooker is fully automatic. You don't need to guard it. Come over here and kill it for me."
Ling'er was wearing beautiful home clothes, but she forgot to wear an apron. Now that she had just heated the pot to red, she was about to pour oil on her clothes. She didn't want her beautiful clothes to be splashed with oil stains.
"Nima, why are there so many fully automatic crappy things nowadays?"
Fan Nan cursed secretly and reluctantly left the rice cooker. He came behind Ling'er and took the apron from her hand. He tied it on her chest and went around to the back to tie the belt.
Ling'er is a good cook and is very involved in cooking. She may not even know that she twists her waist lightly and rhythmically while cooking.
And Fan Nan, no, it should be said that all men like women's devoted expressions and movements.
Therefore, Fan Nan, who was behind Ling'er, first went over and quietly hid the kitchen knife on the cutting board, including the knife holder, and then came behind Ling'er and gently held her waist as soft as a water snake.
part.
"Well... people are cooking, don't act recklessly."
Ling'er's reaction was not fierce, and she reminded her gently.
"You continue to speculate, I won't do anything random."
Fan Nan hugged her so gently, and it didn't affect Ling'er's swing of the shovel.
"You…"
Ling'er turned around, lightly pressed a bite on Fan Nan's face, then shook her head impatiently, and turned back to continue cooking.
But after a while, Ling'er couldn't bear it anymore. Fan Nan was touching her butt too tightly.
"Do you want everyone to have nothing to eat for a while?"
Ling'er stopped waving the spatula, raised her neck, and gasped slightly.
"There are still a lot of eggs in the refrigerator. I'll make some egg fried rice later."
Fan Nan saw that Ling'er's reaction was so sensitive, and after finishing speaking, he took her earlobe in his mouth.
"Well…"
Ling'er's eyes couldn't help but become blurred, but she woke up again after smelling the aroma of vegetables. The spatula in her hand rotated 360 degrees and hit Fan Nan on the head.
"Do you want to steal my head?"
Fan Nan screamed in pain.
"Who told you to mess around? It will seriously affect my cooking."
Ling'er turned around and chuckled.
"That means your skills are not good enough, and this affects you. It also means that you don't have enough concentration, my dear."
In order to retaliate for being hit by the spatula, Fan Nan put his hands into the apron, and then got in through the neckline of Ling'er's clothes. However, due to the length of his arms, he only touched Ling'er's plump upper semicircle. As a result,
Squeeze Ling'er's breasts/slit so deep.
"Um... don't!"
Ling'er knew that she was very sensitive to bags, and she really couldn't stand being treated like this by him, but because Fan Nan just said that her concentration was too poor, she couldn't get angry again, so she had to persuade Fan Nan to stop.
As a result, this persuasion persuaded him to untie his apron strings. Of course, Fan Nan untied them smoothly, which allowed him to stretch his arms longer.
"Oh, oh, it will kill someone."
Ling'er clearly felt that one of her little grapes was pinched by two fingers.
But Ling'er, who had just sunk in, suddenly woke up when he smelled a burning smell, and immediately clenched his hands... "Hmm? Where's the spatula?"
"hey-hey!"
Fan Nan couldn't help but laugh and said, if that thing hit him once, could he still let it stay in Ling'er's hand?
"Bad guy, if you... don't stop, you're going to die."
Without the spatula, Ling'er instinctively reached for the weapon on the nearby shelf.
"Ah...where are all the kitchen knives?"
"hey-hey!"
Fan Nan blew hot air on her earlobe again and smiled mischievously.
"Husband, good husband, good husband, the food is really going to burn, can you please let me go?"
Without weapons, Ling'er felt that she was no match for Fan Nan, let alone being invaded. She was hugged from behind by him, and she had no strength to resist at all.
"Let you go? Haha, that's impossible. Who told you to seduce me by twisting your butt just now?"
As Fan Nan said this, he freed up one hand to squeeze into her casual pants, pinching her round, high and plump buttocks through her panties.
"It's... it's really going to kill people."
Now that the key points in both places were lost, Ling'er narrowed his eyes and begged hard.