My Wife is the Infinite Game Boss

Arc 11 | The Spiritual World (2) |

"who"

"Momo, it's me."

Tan Gui spoke up immediately, and then received a punch in the lower abdomen. After all, Mo Shen's conditioned reflex allowed him to strike faster than his brain could reason.

"Well" Tan Gui groaned, unable to restrain himself from making a slight cry of pain.

The lights in the living room turned on, and the young man's striped shirt, which was of excellent quality, was roughly torn, revealing his obviously bruised lower abdomen.

Mo Chen pressed his long legs on top of him and looked down at Tan Gui. His dark eyes were filled with anger and anger. It was clearly his fault, but now he asked Tan Gui, "Why didn't you avoid me just now so you weren't afraid?" Beat me to death"

Although the lights were not turned on in the house and the curtains in the living room were closed, making the whole house dark, no matter whether it was Tan Gui or Mo Shen, both of them had excellent night vision, and it was impossible to not see the person in front of them clearly. appearance.

There were no signs of the door lock being picked. Even if his eyesight was not good, Mo Shen could tell whether there was an intruder through his breath.

So there is only one truth. Mo Chen actually did it on purpose. He knew that the person who appeared at home in the dark was Tan Gui, and that the punch just now was to vent his anger. And because I was worried about breaking my fragile husband, I restrained my strength and slowed down the speed just to let Tan Gui avoid it.

Tan Gui also deliberately took that punch. Anyway, he had a pile of healing potions that had not been used up, and he also had a wishing bottle skill that he could use. As long as it was not a fatal wound, he could save it in time.

Although things like the bitter meat tactic are old-fashioned, they are really useful.

Mo Chen stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Come with me to the hospital for a check-up now."

Although it looked like there was no serious trauma, it was just a bruise, and the abdomen was still protected by fat, but what if the spleen ruptured and died suddenly? Mo Chen felt that the punch he just punched was too hard. It's all the fault of this idiot Tan Gui. He didn't hide. He just wore a thin shirt that would be torn as soon as it was torn, and didn't wear any damage-reducing equipment.

Mo Chen's tone was still fierce, "Aren't you very calculating? Why didn't you plan this scene? You really thought I wouldn't hit you."

"You don't have to go to the hospital to go to the hospital. I have medicine." Tan Gui coughed lightly, and then he drank the healing potion in front of Mo Shen. "I feel very good now."

"What's the use of some medicine? I don't have clairvoyance. What if there are any sequelae?" At such a young age, he didn't want to be a widower.

Tan Gui held Mo Chen's hand and began to chant the lines required for the skill, "Great God, I am injured and need your help."

A soft light enveloped his whole body. Not to mention hidden dangers, all the scars and old injuries from previous years were also completely removed.

Due to his early retirement, although his skills were retained, his level was maintained at its previous state and he could no longer be upgraded.

But his current skills are actually enough for practical use, and he is not a destructive maniac. As long as nothing unexpected happens, his wish to ask God to help him become a thug will probably not be used again.

The healing power of the gods cannot bring the dead back to life, but it can also bring back those who are on the edge of the life-death line with only one breath left. Tangui has lost his identity as a player and cannot see the health bar and data panel, but he can be sure that he has recovered from the inside. Everything outside has been repaired by divine power, and every organ and cell is in its best condition.

Feeling the constant warmth, Mo Chen bit Tan Gui hard. Since the blood was still recovering for a period of time, the traces he left disappeared in an instant.

It's always like this, it's always like this when talking about it. It's like a calm lake. He threw the big stone into it without hesitation, trying to leave any trace on the lake. In the end, it just splashed into waves at that moment. After a while, It just returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

This familiar scene obviously irritated Mo Chen. He grabbed Tan Gui's tie fiercely, leaned forward, and used his body language to vent the anger he had accumulated before.

In fact, the married life of the two people has always been relatively gentle. After all, in Mo Chen's view, kissing her husband is very fragile. He has to control his power accurately to avoid accidentally causing a tragedy.

As a traditional good man, Tan Gui does not have any special niche hobbies, and he will not cause trouble to death. It is obviously a happy thing, but it becomes bloody and violent, as if it is a murder scene.

But today is different. At this moment, Mo Chen is not so much demanding, but rather venting his emotions.

He used that thin tie to make Tan Gui hover on the edge of life and death. His life was under his control. Adrenaline surged. The superposition of multiple emotions made people's scalp numb.

Looking at the perfect shoulder blades, the perfectly muscled abdomen, and the broad and powerful shoulders, there will be dazzling scratches everywhere, the skin will be scratched, and the blood and flesh will ooze from the wounds, but these wounds can be healed by the power of healing in an instant.

Mo Chen's anger, which was like venting, actually only lasted ten minutes, but it seemed as long as ten days. He repeated over and over again, "You are so bad", "How can there be such a bad person like you", "Why don't you resist?" "Are you mute? Don't you scream in pain?"

When he did it, he deliberately allowed himself to feel the same pain as Tan Gui. Venting would not make him feel the slightest bit happy. Only the accumulated emotions flowed out like a flood. Those nights that were so bad that he couldn't sleep, controlled Unstoppable tears.

Only by squeezing yourself hard with work can you stop yourself from having random thoughts and regretting every moment, regretting that you didn't take action and force Tan Gui to stay.

His voice was choked. "Do you know, I thought we were doomed."

This scene looks ridiculous, but the "violator" seems to have been greatly wronged, with tears streaming down his eyes.

"sorry."

Green-green fingers brushed away the fallen tears, "It hurts, and it hurts a lot."

Tan Gui responded to Mo Chen's question. As long as the injury was not particularly severe, it would be quickly cured by the residual heat of the skill, but the pain would not disappear. Although the time was short, it still hurt in that second.

Tan Gui looked at Mo Chen with peaceful eyebrows, and then he kissed Mo Chen very gently. They were soothing kisses, bit by bit, inch by inch, using the gentlest gesture to slowly relax Mo Chen's tense body.

The strong wind can only blow away the flowers, but only the gentle blowing of the wind can make the tightly closed flowers willingly open for him.

No one can resist the person they love all the time, and Mo Chen is no exception. He finally settled down with the perfect cooperation of Tan Gui, just like seeing a lighthouse on a stormy boat, and a big umbrella to protect the flowers that were beaten by the wind and rain.

The wind has stopped and the waves have calmed down. As the saying goes, there is no overnight feud between husband and wife. A fight at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed. After a full night of fighting and discussion, this matter is settled between the two people.

Things like love are inherently unreasonable. It is not the same as business. Everything must be fair and no one can suffer a penny loss.

After all, Tan Gui worked hard to find him, and Mo Chen didn't want to change his husband. What else could he do, of course, choose to forgive him.

But this time it was Tan Gui who took the initiative to find him. He needed a longer period of time and higher quality companionship, instead of being separated every now and then like before.