The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 453 Game

At least, Yan Luo really has such a goal, and Mo Jiu thinks so.

But the next moment, Mo Jiu's eyes widened slightly.

What is Yama doing?

He felt that he had restrained himself, but Yama was not polite and kept one hand wandering behind his back.

This felt wrong, not that Yama felt uncomfortable touching him, but...how could she do it?

Shouldn't it be him?

Is it the other way around?

Mo Jiu let go of Yan Luo and ended the hug.

Seeing the unconcealed surprise in Mo Jiu's eyes, Yan Luo realized later that his behavior was a bit too extreme.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Yama Luo said apologetically.

At the same time, he frowned slightly and secretly scolded himself for not restraining himself. After this, it would be difficult to contact Mo Jiu again.

Mo Jiu tilted his head, and the confusion in his eyes almost overflowed.

Is this a matter of intentionality?

As a dignified and pampered young lady, why would you touch a man like me?

Where are the etiquette and laws? Where are the etiquette and laws gone?

But obviously I can only say these words in my mind and cannot really say them out.

Mo Jiu said with complicated emotions: "It's okay."

Just assume that this young lady has never had close contact with a man before and did this out of curiosity.

After a brief interlude, Mo Jiu and Yan Luo returned to their daily lives again.

If anything was different, it was that Mo Jiu never went out again. Even the doors and windows were locked tightly for fear of letting in a mosquito.

Also, he spends significantly more time sitting in front of the computer, paying attention to this crisis all the time.

Yama moved a chair and sat next to him.

As for work?

Where else can I go to work? If I can’t even save my life, what else do I need money for?

There is no need for the company to understand him, because they also said to Mo Jiu: Brother, there is no need to come, our company has closed, I am at home, you can just stay at home, your life is important.

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Also very responsible.

And this is an era where entertainment is paramount. Even if zombies really appear, many people on the Internet can still make fun of them.

There was even a picture that made Mo Jiu laugh out loud when he saw it for the first time, and then just ignored it.

These people have no bottom line, he must have one.

And he is in the center of the whirlpool, which is considered the "Raccoon City" of Resident Evil. No one can predict what he will encounter in the next moment.

Therefore, he will not participate in this entertainment and cannot integrate into it.

Ding!

As the sound of download completion sounded, Mo Jiu skillfully decompressed the file.

Yan Luo, who was sitting aside, also looked more serious: "Okay?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiu nodded, "I'll teach you."

Staying at home with nothing to do, what else can he do? Just check his mobile phone and watch videos. But he doesn't have an extra mobile phone, and neither does Yama, so naturally he can only play two-player games.

Fortunately, this aspect is Mo Jiu's strength. He once cleared a two-player game by himself, edited it and posted it on a barrage video website, which received millions of views.

Well, this doesn’t seem like an achievement worth showing off...

"Come on, hands on the keyboard, WSAD here..."

Yama still did as he was told, and their arms inevitably came together.

Mo Jiu's heart felt rippled for a moment, and she silently moved a little to the right.

By the way, Yan Luo had already changed out of his black robe and was wearing Mo Jiu's clothes, which made him look more heroic.

This resulted in Mo Jiu not daring to look directly at Yan Luo. A person of the opposite sex wearing the same clothes that he had worn was much more tempting than wearing a single strand of clothing.

Because this represents a kind of ownership, she belongs to him...

The psychological satisfaction this feeling of possession brings is indescribable.

Now that Mo Jiu has a little contact with Yama Luo, his heartbeat will speed up.

Yama seemed to feel nothing: "That's it?"

"And then there's the mouse..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Luo's hand fell directly on the mouse, while Mo Jiu's hand was still on the mouse.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot." Yama Luo said expressionlessly.

Mo Jiu was a little speechless.

Why does he always feel like Yama is taking advantage of him?

Doesn’t it make sense? There’s nothing wrong with their gender, right?

Or is he too honest and should be more proactive?

Thinking like this, Mo Jiu still let go of the mouse very timidly: "You should know how to use a mouse."

"Yeah." Yan Luo then took hold of the mouse, which still retained the residual heat left by Mo Jiu's palm, as well as the softness of Mo Jiu's right hand that she had just done deliberately.

How did Mo Jiu know that Yan Luo's gender concept was completely opposite to his? He thought she didn't do it on purpose, but was just curious about the novelty of the game.

He taught Yama some basic things before finding the handle from the cabinet.

Yama immediately said: "What is this?"

"The handle." Mo Jiu said, "You use the keyboard and mouse, I use this."

"Oh." Yan Luo's tone was a little disappointed. She thought the two of them were going to be on the same keyboard. In that case, physical contact would be inevitable.

Mo Jiu opened the game, and the game thoughtfully set up a novice tutorial. After some exploration, the two quickly mastered it and started the official game.

After a long time, the dusk sunlight shone in. Mo Jiu put down the controller, exhaled a breath, opened the phone and took a look, and then realized that it was already afternoon.

He was in a daze. He had never thought that he would play a two-player game with a woman in his bedroom. This woman was from another world.

All the details taken together seem to be even more magical than the appearance of zombies.

"I'm going to cook." Mo Jiu put down the controller and stood up.

Yan Luo still had some unfinished thoughts: "Aren't you going to play anymore?"

She is somewhat addicted.

Mo Jiu smiled, a good game not only knows no borders, but even the world!

"I can still play, but I have to eat first. Aren't you hungry?"

Yan Luo glanced at the paused game and wanted to say he wasn't hungry, but he hesitated for a moment and said, "Yeah."

Mo Jiu went to the kitchen, leaving Yan Luo to watch his back disappear from sight.

He took her to experience something she had never known before.

Yan Luo had a hunch that no matter what she was before she lost her memory, these otherworldly things would benefit her a lot.

And all of this was brought to her by this man.

She seems to want him more and more...

But there was no need to be anxious, because she could feel that he was also getting closer to her and gradually accepting her.

that's enough.

As for whether the world will fall into chaos, as long as Mo Jiu is not involved, it has nothing to do with her.