"I'll go, uncle, there's a young lady upstairs!"
Hearing Xiao Ling's voice, Han Bo had the biggest reaction. He instantly felt that nothing was wrong with him. He squeezed in next to Han Mo and was about to go upstairs to say hello to the "little sister", but he was blocked.
Xiao Ling laughed out loud when he heard this. This kid had just been beaten, but he really didn't look at him at all.
"Hello~"
Xiao Ling poked her head out from upstairs and looked at Han Mo. She raised one hand to say hello obediently, but the other hand was behind her back, holding the gun nervously.
Please, give him some face, don't kill him with one shot.
Han Mo raised his head to meet Xiao Ling's smile, but his finger on the trigger did not press down after all.
I just had a casual glance in the car and didn't see clearly.
It turned out to be her.
This is already the second time. I don’t know why, but he just can’t seem to put his hands on this girl.
It was the same time before. According to his habit, he would not let go of any enemy players within sight. But the moment she turned around, his heart trembled suddenly, and the muzzle of the gun turned.
And for some reason, he always felt like he had known her for a long time.
Maybe it's an illusion, he doesn't even have friends, let alone a girl.
"Hello."
Han Mo put down his gun and nodded slightly to Xiao Ling.
The cold voice was like cold jade, just like him.
[Ding—The male protagonist of this world: Han Mo, 25 years old, game ID [M]
He has an indifferent and distant personality and does not like to get close to others.
In order to obtain the qualifications to create a team, I live streamed my rankings and gained many fans.
But he is too cold and ruthless, and is called the cold and ascetic flower of the high mountain by fans.
In fact, the male protagonist became so cold because he was betrayed by his best brother five years ago. 】
Listening to Xiao 8's introduction, Xiao Ling looked at Han Mo calmly.
He is very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and I don't know if he has been adjusted.
There is no expression on that handsome face, but looking up close, it really seems that... it is more and more about his aesthetics.
He was wearing the most ordinary combat uniform, but even in the game, he had to button it up to the top.
Well, the description of the cold and ascetic flower of the high mountains is very appropriate.
[Ah ah ah thank my wife for allowing me to see my new husband up close again! ]
[I heard that Linger met M God, so I came here quickly! Double chefs are ecstatic! ]
[Wow, God M’s face and figure are really in my heart! Why tease if you don’t marry? ]
[WC showed mercy when he saw M for the first time. As expected, Linger’s charm is great~]
[Honey, come on, pick off this high mountain flower! ]
[Hahaha, doesn’t anyone think that the rookie guy in the back is also handsome? How about the two anchors flirting together~]
[Little brother seemed to call M God uncle just now? So he is an uncle and nephew? The genes of this company are so good, even 10% of my face can’t be adjusted to be like this.]
"Hello ~ God M?"
Xiao Ling ignored the frantically refreshing barrage, jumped down from the stairs, and stretched out a hand to Han Mo with a smile.
His current height is really too short. He had to stand two more steps than Han Mo before he was almost as tall as him.
Han Mo stared at the white little hand that Xiao Ling stretched out and rubbed his fingers unnaturally.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Xiao Ling was not anxious and added with hanging hands: "My name is Xiao...cough, Xiaoling——"
Halfway through Xiao Ling's self-introduction, someone grabbed his hand tightly and shook it up and down twice.
But it wasn't Han Mo's hand that he had been waiting for for a long time, but...
Han Bo looked excited and his eyes were shining: "I know you! You are Ling Er Xiao Ling Dang, right? Hehe... My ID is BBurger, you can just call me Little BO!"
Looking at the arm stretched out in front of him, Han Mo silently lowered his half-raised hand, "..."
[Ding—The second male lead Han Bo, 18 years old, game ID [BUrger], is the nephew of the male lead Han Mo.
A high-spirited, energetic young man.
Now he is still a holographic rookie, but he will grow into a young prince with a gun in the future. 】
Xiao Ling: "..."
Gang Gun... does it mean the human body drawing with eyes closed?
Also, Hanbo, Burger, Burger? Why not just call HambUrger?
Although he was complaining in his heart, Xiao Ling still turned his eyes away from Han Mo and looked at the future young prince of Gangqian seriously: "How are you, Xiaobo?"
He looks sunny and handsome, very boyish, but his smile is a bit silly. If you look closely, you can see that his facial features are somewhat similar to Han Mo's, but his temperament is completely different.
"Uh-huh!"
Han Bo nodded excitedly, completely unaware that his uncle was staring at their intertwined hands with an incomprehensible expression.
This is his nickname, and coming from the mouth of a cute little sister, it sounds so nice~!
"Just call me Xiaoling."
Xiao Ling smiled and nodded to Han Bo, took her hand out of his hand, and was about to take it back, but was quickly grabbed by the hand stretched out from the side, held it for a while and then let go.
The whole process was so fast that Xiao Ling was unable to react, and his hands were free again.
You just stretched out your hand and waited for him for a long time without shaking it. What are you doing now?
Xiao Ling blinked in surprise, feeling that this cold and distant male protagonist was a bit cute.
Han Mo lowered his right hand with which he had just had a "polite meeting" and said one word calmly:
"silent."
There was no beginning or end to the word, but Xiao Ling understood his meaning instantly.
"Ah~ it turns out that M means silent." Calling M God is indeed a bit strange and difficult to pronounce, but Xiao Ling did not intend to call people properly, and the bad intention of teasing people came up: "Then I will call you... ..Brother Mo~ Is that okay?”
In the virtual game, again wearing the skin of a "cute girl", Xiao Ling became more and more bold, and without waiting for anyone to respond, she held Han Mo's hand coquettishly.
Shaking gently: "Brother Mo~ My teammate was killed by you. I will definitely not be able to survive for long by myself. Can you protect me~?"
[Hey...Host, why are you so skilled at acting like a coquettish girl? 】
Xiao 8 couldn't help but rub the non-existent goosebumps on his wings. The host's petite appearance was too coquettish!
I don’t know who resisted being a cute girl at first, but now, she is completely enjoying it!
[Don’t worry about cute girls’ affairs. 】
"Ahem..." Han Mo coughed lightly and pulled his hand back, "You can't form a team illegally."
"..."
Xiao Ling's sweet smile instantly froze on her face, "Okay, okay."
You are so principled...
