Chapter 191: home 14

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The water vapor on Oz disappeared at some point, exuding bursts of heat. Although the wet hair was still dripping with water, a hot and humid feeling filled his face. With a masculine breath.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her cheeks involuntarily became hot and hot, and she didn't dare to stare at Oss's naked upper body.

Seeing the change in his expression, Oz couldn't help licking his lips: "Just be good."

Wen Qing's body froze, wanting to dodge, Oz held his shoulders, licked his lips like a big cat, and touched his lips carelessly with the tip of his tongue.

After a long while, Oz said hoarsely, "It's time to go to sleep."

Wen Qing replied vaguely, and quickly stepped back to open the distance between Oz and Oz.

He didn't dare to say that he didn't want to sleep, so he wiped his mouth and ran into the bedroom quickly.

The moment the door was closed, Wen Qing noticed that Oz seemed to have changed a bit, and his movements paused slightly.

Oz was still standing in the same place, his eyes were half closed, his deep and sharp facial features showed coldness, and his eyebrows were full of coldness, not at all the gentleness of the conversation with him just now.

Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, realizing that this was what Oz was supposed to look like.

Aware of his gaze, Oz tilted his head and raised his eyelids.

Wen Qing didn't have time to close the door, and directly met Oz's green eyes.

Ozzy's eyes were slightly raised, a bit fierce, but the moment his eyes fell on Wen Qing's body, it softened.

He raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "If we can't sleep, we can do something else."

"Bang—" Wen Qing immediately closed the door without any hesitation.

Looking at the closed door, Oz's brows stretched slightly.

He raised his head slightly, sniffing the faint sweet fragrance in the air, and the dryness in his heart was partially smoothed out.

The window of the living room was open, and soon, the fragrance in the air quickly disappeared.

In a few minutes, the previous dryness rose again, and it was several times stronger.

Oz frowned, his face sank.

He looked up at the bedroom in front of him, and after a while, he couldn't help walking forward and stood outside the door.

A rustling voice came from inside.

Oz could clearly hear what Wen Qing was doing.

Lift the quilt, turn over, turn over, turn over again...

Wen Qing tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about the conversation between Oz and Zhou Zhou just now.

Both of them said they were a little irritable, obviously influenced by the game.

Oz's physique is better than his own, and he has more props than him...

So it should be that only oneself is not affected.

Wen Qing blinked, thinking that the difference between him and other players is that he is the guide.

guides…

All players are copies of newcomers, and the three gods run through all copies.

From the guide to the Rose Castle... all for the present game.

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