In view of the praise of one of the licked dolls on his appearance, he was both a man and well aware of the storm of men's evil nature. Even when he was cleaning the room while the two of them were dining, he did not dare to raise his head and face the night again. Jiujiu looked in the direction.
I'm afraid that some jealous licking dog will cause trouble.
It’s just that he didn’t look back, and the sticky, coquettish, picky and submissive coaxing sounds from the other side of the dining table still couldn’t help but pierce his ears.
Hearing the storm, he couldn't even see it.
An S-level NPC has fallen so low. There is absolutely no bottom line.
After deeply lamenting that sex is like a bone scraper, beauty is a well-deserved misfortune, and heroes will always be saddened by beauty. Just when the storm was about to squeeze dry the rag in his hand and continue to wipe the tea table...
The door was knocked.
There was no need for Tu Jin to speak. Feng Feng, who was so sensible, put down the rag in his hand consciously, washed his hands in the water, and was about to open the door.
Can……
Just as the storm's hand was already on the door handle——
"don't want!"
A shrill voice suddenly sounded from behind.
The little doll that was still making trouble suddenly nestled into Tu Jin's arms.
She was trembling, her eyes looking in horror...
Outside the door?
Feng Feng stopped what he was doing, and he subconsciously looked at Li Li, who was holding the little doll... ah, no, it was Tu Jin, asking silently with his eyes.
How would Tu Jin choose?
you still need to ask?
He hugged the little doll in his arms comfortingly, and directly signaled Feng Feng not to open the door with his eyes, and quickly let the people outside the door get out.
I knew it would be a storm like this:…
He smiled and secretly spurned the licking dog who didn't even have any self-respect in his heart, but on his face he was submissive and wanted to let go.
However--
Realizing that he couldn't control his hand, Storm's pupils suddenly shrank.
Knowing that the situation was not good, Feng Feng immediately turned around and informed Tu Jin without even thinking that the only people in this dungeon who could control him so easily were the three NPCs living on the third floor.
He couldn't resist, but wasn't there still... an S-level NPC in the room?
Tu Jin can definitely do it.
only……
The plan that Feng Feng had in mind was very good, but when it was implemented... it was obviously a bit unrealistic.
In just a short moment, from realizing that his hands were not obeying the command to calling Tu Jin with his intention, Feng Feng's reaction could be said to be extremely fast, but Feng Feng's reaction was fast, and the power that controlled him obviously spread faster.
Let alone calling Tu Jin back, the current storm made him unable to even blink on his own initiative.
He could only watch as his hand slowly pressed down on the door handle.
"Click——"
The door was opened by him.
"Welcome guests——"
Cold words spat out from Feng Feng's mouth, and he stared at the man smiling at him outside the door with horror in his eyes.
Tu Jin quickly noticed something was wrong at the door.
He looked at the little doll in his arms that seemed to be getting more and more panicked, frowned slightly, and glanced towards the door with dissatisfied eyes.
Just one glance——
The violent rebuke that was about to blurt out suddenly paused.
"Qing Guizhu?"
Tu Jin frowned even more as he stared at his friend who seemed to be slightly different from before at the door.
"you……"
"It's him!"
Before Tu Jin could finish his questioning words, the shivering little doll hiding in his arms suddenly tightened its grip on his collar.
The emotion of panic seemed to conflict with the limitations of the voice.
"It's him!"
who?
Tu Jin was confused for a moment, and then he remembered something. His sharp eyes seemed to tear apart the man outside the door.
"You are not Qing Guizhu!"
