"What do you usually like to play?" Although it was about to become shy, Fan Zi stroked the hair beside his ear and asked with a chuckle.
Han Lichuan was stunned for a moment, then hugged her waist a little tighter: "Play basketball, play games..."
Fan Zi's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but pinch his cheek with her fingers: "Are you playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds?"
Han Lichuan never thought that a boy's favorite game would be known to women. He does play it and is a loyal player. He has been playing it from PC to mobile phone, but usually he plays it with his classmates or alone.
"Then, let's play a game." Fan Zi rubbed his hardness lightly and shook her body slightly. "Let's go eat chicken. If I eat chicken, I will eat your chicken, okay? Hmm...?"
PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is a shooting game, also known as eating chicken. After all the hostile people are eliminated, the words "Good luck, eat chicken tonight." will appear on the interface of the first-place player.
The chicken in Fan Zi's mouth obviously has a suggestive meaning, and it is no longer a purely game.
As she spoke, she deliberately stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her lips. Her fingers slid from his neck to his navel and to his underwear like a musical note.
"Well..." Fan Zi could catch a glimpse of his Adam's apple sliding nervously from the corner of her eye. Even his clear eyes were stained with lust. His long and thick eyelashes swept up and down, trembling, as if he was being bullied like a little daughter-in-law.
The two people took out their mobile phones and sat side by side on the sofa. Fan Zi is a complete novice, but she already knows most of what she needs to know in the company, and now she has a rough idea of how to play.
After walking out of that provocative atmosphere, Han Lichuan's expression gradually became normal, as gentle as usual, and the reactions on his body gradually disappeared.
"Let's go eat chicken..." her bar charge full of temptation.
After the game started, Han Lichuan chose a deserted place to be safe. He was afraid that Fan Zi would be beaten to death as soon as he came up. The company developed in the marginal area for a long time before all the equipment was completed.
Of course Fan Zi is not that interested in games. Games are just auxiliary. What matters is what the person playing them looks like.
As she played the game, Fan Zi felt that Han Lichuan had become a bit like his little wolf-dog character, serious with his lips pursed tightly without him knowing it, and his eyes kept staring at the picture.
At this moment, the two people suddenly met people from other teams. Fan Zi was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground.
Han Lichuan took his rifle and fired fiercely, eliminating the two people on the opposite side. Fan Zi looked at his blood volume and saw that there was almost only one layer of blood left. With one more shot, the two of them would be eliminated.
After lifting the person up and adding blood, Fan Zi could feel Han Lichuan's expression becoming more serious and nervous.
He said: "You come behind me and be careful, you won't get hit."
Fan Zi obediently hid behind Han Lichuan, watching Han Lichuan kill people along the way, and she was responsible for picking up supplies.
When it came to the final round, Fan Zi looked at Han Lichuan and killed seven people. She tilted her head deliberately, leaned on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "You want me to eat chicken so much, there are only two people left."
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