[MTL, BL] Run With The Ball in an Escape Game (Unlimited Streaming)

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Ying Mutian was stunned, and the action of feeding the child stopped instantly, and even grabbed the power that had just been fed into Mengmeng's mouth.

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Mengmeng was instantly dissatisfied and bit her father's hand.

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But Ying Mutian can't control so much: "One week? It's a bit too...Huan Huan, can you give me a few days?"

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Jing Huan picked up the milk and sipped it lightly, covering his wicked smile: "Do you think it's possible? Right? ."

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He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked straight at Ying Mutian and hooked his fingers.

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This expression was so tempting, Ying Mutian felt his body heat up almost immediately.

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Then, he heard Jing Huan say in a soft and soft voice: "Tonight, do you want to do it again?"

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It wasn't over yet, Ying Mutian felt that his legs under the table were being rubbed.

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His expression suddenly became more exciting than ever, and he said with difficulty, "No, no."

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"Really? Don't you want it?" Jing Huan supported his chin happily, and his feet under the table gently lifted Ying Mutian away. of his trousers, his toes lightly scratched twice on the skin of his calf.

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The feeling of excitement went straight to the top of his head, and Ying Mutian got goosebumps all over his body.

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"...Huanhuan, spare me."

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Even if he wasn't tossed to the point of withering, as a man, it was too uncomfortable.

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But Jing Huan hadn't found something to have fun with for a long time, and now he was so happy that he was a little overwhelmed, staring at Ying Mutian while showing a little tongue and licking his lips.

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In the next second, Ying Mutian, who was still patiently across the table, disappeared in place.

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Jing Huan was stunned for a moment, the scene in front of him changed, and he went directly to the bedroom. With his back against the wall, he was pushed against the wall.

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Before he could react, a cold body covered him.

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"Huanhuan, you forced me. If I go too far, you can't blame me."

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Jing Huan was forced to raise his head, clearly feeling that he was being attacked by Yingmutian, and every part of his mouth was covered with Yingmutian's words. breath.

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It wasn't until he was kissed that his whole body softened that Ying Mu did not let him go.

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But it wasn't over yet, Ying Mutian's magnetic and hoarse voice came close to his ear and said, "Anyway, as long as you don't go in, it's fine, Huanhuan, you forced me." Jinghuan's

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eyes widened... as if , a little playful.

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Then, he was tossed from morning to noon, until he gave Ying Mutian a kick before he sat down on the sofa softly to rest.

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Jing Huan rubbed his sore legs, and found that his hands were also sore.

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This time it was indeed his play, and men couldn't push too hard. After all, no matter how obedient a big dog is, it can still bite people, and it hurts a lot.

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Jing Huan was half lying on the sofa to rest. After a while, he heard the sound of Xixi Susuo not far away, and a big dog stuck his head out from the side of the sofa.

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"Huanhuan, are you not angry?"

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Jing Huan replied, "No."

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Ying Mutian was a little worried: "Really?"

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"No."

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He was indeed not angry, but in a good mood.

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Ying Mutian immediately jumped up: "Really? Do you want to eat something? Are you tired? Eat hot pot?"

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Jing Huan replied: "No, it's too hot. Ice cream hot pot is fine."

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"Huanhuan, this It's too cold..."

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"When am I afraid of the cold?"

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Ying Mutian was helpless: "Okay, the ice cream hot pot is arranged, but it can't fill the stomach, what else do you want to eat?"

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Jing Huan thought about it. : "Um... Then add omelette rice."

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Ying Mutian put on an apron consciously and prepared the ingredients for homemade ice cream.

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Jing Huan lay lazily on the sofa and watched.

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Ying Mutian was wearing home clothes, but the loose home clothes couldn't cover his good figure. The arm holding the egg beater can vaguely see a layer of beautifully-lined muscles, the slender legs are randomly spread out in front of the chopping board, and the apron is tied around the thin waist.

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Jing Huan knew that the waist just looked a little thinner, but it could actually make him tossed enough.

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Ah... I thought a little too much by accident.

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Jing Huan touched his hot face, lowered his head and took a sip of ice water to suppress the heat.

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The lunch was ready soon, and the two sat at the dining table to finish their meal. Before Ying Mutian could continue to stick together for a while, a mechanical sound came from above their heads.

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[Reminder: The rest time has been over 48 hours, please prepare to continue to the next level of the game. 】

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"We're going to continue." Jing Huan stood up and walked directly to the door, without any thought of continuing with Ying Mutian.

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Ying Mutian didn't mean to be sad either, not speaking or refusing meant that Huanhuan was in a good mood at the moment. He chased after him and said, "Huanhuan, be careful. I'll be waiting for you in that copy."

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"Mm." Jing Huan didn't refuse for the first time, and he turned around and walked into the door.

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A burst of light disappeared, and he looked around and found himself standing in a very beautiful hall. The hall is made of marble, in the style of the medieval European side.

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The hall is seven or eight meters high, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging from the top, a fireplace that is almost connected to the ceiling, burning charcoal, and a long table of more than ten meters placed in front of the fireplace, covered with white tablecloths and several lamps. candlelight.

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Jing Huan took two steps and stepped on the fine wool carpet, which was very comfortable. But it was too warm, and he didn't like it.

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What was incompatible with the hall was his attire, which was just a white burlap suit, as simple as if he didn't have three holes to open his upper body.

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There are dozens of people like him in the hall, some people looking around at a loss, some people talking nervously and quietly. Jing Huan looked around and found no one who seemed to win Mutian.

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However, how many players are there this time? Or is there part of it that is not a player?

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Jing Huan didn't like crowded occasions, so he found a corner and leaned over. It's just that with his quality, he definitely can't stay quiet.

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