The sky was bright, and Wang Jing stretched out of the room. The simple movements made her delicate figure look particularly enchanting under the cover of thin pajamas.

In a daze, she suddenly saw Wang Zixiang sleeping on the sofa, and turned her head to look at it strangely. When she found that behind her was the bedroom where Wang Zixiang had been settled yesterday, she suddenly realized that last night's qiē was not a dream.

With a crimson face, she began to recall the events of last night, and said secretly: "Could it be that after coming out to drink water, I really entered the wrong room?" ”

Remembering that a certain little brother seemed to comfort himself and said that he would marry him, Wang Jing's heart suddenly became sweet. But remembering that the man ruthlessly broke up with him for his future and went abroad, this joy faded.

She returned to the room, brought Wang Zixiang a quilt to cover, stretched out her hand and scraped his upturned nose, and scolded softly: "Little fool, if your sister occupies your bed, you won't sleep in your sister's bed!" I used to crawl among my sisters with my eyes closed to sleep with my eyes closed, but I grew up and became simple! ”

Wang Zixiang in his sleep conveyed a peaceful atmosphere, and his handsome and sunny face made her eyes hot for a while. couldn't help but compare that man with Wang Zixiang, and found that Wang Zixiang was better than that hateful guy in addition to being immature.

When she came back to her senses, she sighed faintly and turned into the kitchen to get busy. This cooking skill was learned for the bad man, but it's a pity that the hero is useless, but he cheapened the little kid on the sofa for nothing.

After making breakfast, Wang Jing came to the living room and pinched Wang Zixiang's nose to wake him up: "Get up, little Xiangzi!" ”

When he opened his eyes, he saw this pretty face close at hand, Wang Zixiang was stunned, and his ruddy lips couldn't help but want to taste it in his mouth.

"What's the fuss? We're going to live together for the whole summer, and we're afraid we won't have to see it? Don't get tired of watching it! Wang Jingqiao smiled and teased, her eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon. Women are the ones who please themselves, even if Wang Zixiang can only be regarded as a little man, Wang Jing also gets great satisfaction from his crazy eyes.

It wasn't until Wang Jing flicked a finger on his forehead that Wang Zixiang came back to his senses. He said embarrassedly, "Sister Jing, ...... last night"

"Shh

Wang Jing knew what he was going to say, so he made a boo gesture to interrupt, and then put a strand of hair behind his ear and said calmly: "Go wash up, have breakfast." ”

"Oh!"

Wang Zixiang breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost while repeatedly admitting that last night's incident had been swept away by her from her expression and eyes. This sense of loss has been entangled in the fact that he has eaten breakfast.

After the meal, Wang Jing, who was sitting on the sofa with her slender legs crossed, felt that the ponytail was a little in the way, and tied it into a bun with her hand, and the whole temperament became classical and refreshing. But what Wang Zixiang focused on was her breasts, which became more and more majestic after she raised her hands, and the capital could definitely smile and be proud of several streets before she could meet her opponent.

"It's going to be launched globally tonight, Xiao Xiangzi, what race do you plan to choose to play and what profession?"

Hearing Wang Jing's question, Wang Zixiang was stunned, and even his pupils shrank slightly. And the memories of this game in my head are flooding like snowflakes.

Yes, Wang Zixiang is no stranger, and he remembers that he entered the game when the game was launched this summer. This game made Wang Zixiang, who is good at seeing the wind and rudder, make a lot of money, and then it got bigger and bigger. And this, in the end, led to zhì being kidnapped and reborn five years ago today.

Thinking of this, Wang Zixiang couldn't help but touch on those memories that he didn't want to look back.

He remembers that during the time he was kidnapped, from the words that the kidnappers talked to, and from the words that the kidnappers finally received the ransom and were ready to release him, he analyzed that he was kidnapped to eliminate the disaster for others.

It's a pity that until now, he hasn't figured out where he has offended others, let alone this kind of hatred that makes people want to kill themselves. He didn't even know who the enemy was when he died, and this feeling of powerlessness made him very hesitant.

But since God gave him a chance to start over, Wang Zixiang vowed to find the murderer and then take revenge ten times and a hundred times more. With the experience of the previous life, this game, which became a global entertainment giant in half a year, is not it equivalent to its own private bank!

Well, this thing needs to be planned carefully! Hehe, all the business opportunities that can make money are mine. What insider trading, what unspoken rules, Lao Tzu has to take a large share!

"Race selection fox orcs, professional selection magician." The combination of this race and occupation is the most nourishing in the common people, and Wang Zixiang will naturally not miss it.

The experience of his rich memories was that the Sorcerer, in the middle and late stages of the five-year period, had two golden periods of smiling and proud.

"Oh! Why so firm? Wang Jing's ideal racial profession was that of a Terran archer, and she was skeptical of Wang Zixiang's choice of profession and racial motives, but there were no more convincing words to refute it.

"Instinct it!" In a hurry, Wang Zixiang couldn't think of a suitable word, so he could only say it.

After lunch, the two used the shopping cart of the supermarket in the apartment community to transport two truckloads of food and half a cart of snacks and daily necessities to the refrigerator and kitchen at home for grain and grass storage. Just these things, Wang Jing, who was picky and picky, was stunned to drag the time from almost two o'clock to more than five o'clock.

After eating dinner in a hurry, when Wang Zixiang came out refreshed after taking a bath, Wang Jing was no longer in the living room. With doubts, Wang Zixiang went to Wang Jing's room, and sure enough, he saw the light in the private bathroom of the master bedroom.

It's a pity that you can't see any inside story on the frosted glass, let alone the hazy beauty, and you can't even see a shadow. On the other hand, the familiar skirt on the bed, and the other two underwear with very little fabric, looked like they had just been changed. But Wang Zixiang has no fetishes, and he has an old sister who doesn't have much curiosity about these women's personal things.

Back in the living room, Wang Zixiang poured himself a cup of tea made by himself. Thinking about the current situation of the environment in which he was located, and thinking about the pioneers in the game that could be used for himself, the sky on the balcony darkened unconsciously.

"Little Shoko, help my sister tie this shoulder strap."

Wang Zixiang turned his head and saw Wang Jing, who was wearing a sexy and playful black suspender low-cut nightdress, walking over with one hand on his breasted skirt. One shoulder strap is fine, and the other is untenable.

He stood up and was about to help, but Wang Jing turned around and squatted in front of him a second before him.

At first, Wang Zixiang didn't think much about it, leaned over to take the loose shoulder strap, and tied the bow according to the structure of the other one. But when he was about to get up, he inadvertently saw the undulating scenery displayed in Wang Jing's chest and nightdress.

The two points of red were so eye-catching, and those two pieces of skin were like lustrous jade under the light, Wang Zixiang felt that his gaze was completely unfocused. Until he felt that his nose was a little itchy, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, wiped his nose and said, "Sister Jing, it's okay!" ”

The weakness of his heart made Wang Zixiang ignore the warmth he felt when he wiped his nose just now. But Wang Jing, who had just come out of the shower and was in an extremely memorable period at this time, felt something hot dripping on her shoulder.

She reached over and wiped it, but before she could see what was on her hand, she had already seen Wang Zixiang with a nosebleed on her upper lip. Surprised, she raised her hand and looked at her fingertips......

"Poof!" After being surprised, Wang Jing burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, Zixiang, you have a nosebleed!" ”