Survival: King Picking Game

"You are here, Lady 'Lady'."

Hearing Tian Yi calling out the game nickname "Lady" from a distance, Li Pingan almost didn't laugh out loud, but managed to restrain himself.

... the character of some people can really be clearly expressed through words and deeds.

...but to be honest, a guy who casually chose a game name like "Gentleman Demon King" is really not qualified to laugh at others...cough.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman named "Lady" raised her head proudly when she saw Tian Yi.

"...These people are all bronze-level players?"

"Yes, yes." Tian Yi kept bowing and replied with a smile, "Look..."

"That's good. Kill them all, just grab their BIm bombs." The lady waved her hand impatiently, "A low-level gamer of this level, my kiss baby can easily do it. Get rid of them."

She turned her head and asked Guo Gai, an ordinary young student standing not far away, casually, "How is it, do you have any questions?"

"No problem." Guo Gai still had a kind smile on his face, and spread his hands indifferently.

Although he has absolute confidence in Xingjia Baixue, since people volunteered, he has no reason to stop it.

Tian Yi was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand who the "kiss baby" in the mouth of the "lady" was referring to. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and he responded with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I understand."

. . . darling darling...

Such a disgusting name...what the hell?

Li Ping'an's puzzled eyes swirled back and forth between the demented strong man and the flamboyant middle-aged woman, as if there was no third party.

Tian Yi's strange reaction before gave him a bad feeling.

...Isn't referring to this muscular man in a mask who is still spitting? !

Li Pingan felt a "maliciousness of the world" for a while, which made him nervously sweat slightly on his forehead.

...This sense of oppression is more frightening than facing a powerful BoSS alone.

Please don't!

The "kiss baby" in your mouth, please don't be the one who is still foaming at the mouth in front of you!

I ate a little too much for breakfast, and now my stomach is still a little swollen, what should I do if I spit it out?

...of course, the reality is not always what one wants.

Even if he is full of luck, the owner of "Super Luck" can only change "his own luck", at most he cares about those who have a relationship with him, but cannot change everyone;

Even if it is a "person favored by fate", what he can influence is only the deadly attack of others who have malicious intentions on him, but he cannot change the vulgar interests of others.

- like now.

At this time, the two players Tian Yi and Guo Gai, as well as Xingjia Baixue, consciously stood aside.

Hearing the middle-aged woman say something like "kill them all" in a nonchalant tone, the remaining bronze-level players, including the short-headed young man Lu Ren, all showed an expression like an enemy, and clenched their hands in silence. With the weapon in his hand, he was staring at the middle-aged woman who was flamboyant.

However, this aunt with heavy makeup didn't even look at them, completely ignoring her next opponent.

I saw that after the aunt finished speaking, she stopped looking at others, and only stared at the dementia man beside her, and her face showed a blush that could not be covered by the thick powder.

He slowly approached the strong man, stretched out his hand wearing a dazzling array of rings and bracelets, his nails were also very long, and slowly and gently touched the strong muscles of the strong man's abdomen.

Her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and the aunt looked at the muscular man's face and said softly.

"Kiss baby~ how are you feeling now?"

Auntie's sticky tone suddenly made Li Ping'an get goosebumps, and a strong chill rose up his back.

The rest of the people present were also shocked, showing strange expressions.

"Umuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uu u u u u u u u u u , the muscular man's mouth bound by the mask ba, answered his master's question.

Although I don't understand what it means at all, the middle-aged aunt obviously doesn't care about it.

She continued to use her long fingernails, poking at the swollen muscles of the dementia strong man, and then slowly, slowly moved down...

Move all the way to his big red panties.

- On the edge of the big pants, fasten with a rope.

Then the nails continued to move down, all the way to the bulging thing in the crotch.

The blush on the aunt's face became more intense.

——Then, she grabbed the oo of the strong man.

...then, knead slowly.

One light and one heavy, one light and one heavy.

Very rhythmic, obviously experienced, not the first time doing this.

The strong man made an intermittent indistinct voice, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, it seemed to reveal his inner joy and comfort.

Even those eyes full of chaotic emotions slowly narrowed.

Then, the real highlight came - the auntie gamer was not satisfied with this, she suddenly moved her hand into the red crotch with a sudden shock!