Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 341: Love in the dark night, teasing the mysterious devil emperor (69)
"Professor Mo."

On the sofa, Yan Wu hugged the little black hair ball, but her eyes were locked on Mo Yin who was opposite.

"Or, Master Meow."

And seniors...

"Now, can't you be open and honest?"

She said in a soft tone, and her hands didn't stop, stroking the furry in her arms.

The fingertips combed the soft back and chin, not forgetting the thin and soft pads.

Master Meow in his arms lifted his face slightly, as if protesting dissatisfiedly.

However, in contrast to the small body of the "cat cake" that was paralyzed by the girl's skillful hair-pulling skills...

It's really not convincing.

At the same time, the man sitting on the other side of the sofa is calm.

If ordinary people looked at it, they would never think that he had any similarity or connection with the upright black dumpling.

pity.

After comparing Yue Yuyanwu with only one glance, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Professor Mo... the back of your ears seems to be red?"

"..."

There was dead silence on the opposite side.

Well.

It seems that this one in my arms... is probably a clone created by the senior?
Or the kind that feels the same as the main body...

The girl god became more and more sure of her guess, and did not ask any questions immediately. She only started to stroke Meow more vigorously.

After a few breaths.

Mo Yin finally opened his mouth, but said.

"I heard that cats are creatures that don't easily give their sincerity to their breeders."

Although, he is not that fragile creature at all...

Gee.

The person of unknown race wearing a human shell lowered his eyes slightly, but his face was still calm.

"Oh?"

Yan Wu didn't turn back to the topic, instead she made a gesture of listening carefully.

Seeing the man casually tearing away his thin lips, the tone of his voice revealed a bit of evil in an instant.

"So I think the breeder should come first when it comes to being honest."

Yan Wu: "..."

She's honest first?

This kind of thing... how is it possible.

Use your true identity to set up the identity of your predecessor in this world...

This deal = blood loss

The girl god naturally fell silent.

But the man suddenly got up, walked straight to the kitchen, and very consciously...dragged his "human body" that had been hungry for more than two days, and started cooking.

However, as a "blood clan", Yan Wu collapsed and took a nap like a useless person.

After half an hour.

"Yanyan." The man's whisper sounded in his ears.

The girl woke up instantly, put down the little hairball in her hand, and was obediently pulled to the dining table by him.

Three bowls of sweet bean curd are in front of you.

"Let's eat." A smile flashed across Mo Yin's eyes, and he handed her a porcelain spoon, and said softly.

"Yes." Yan Wu responded briskly.

Completely entangled in the unscientific problem of blood clan eating.

No one cares about Furry who is still nestling on the sofa. In theory, he should be hungry.

For a while, the two ate each other, but neither spoke again.

It was noon, and the bright sunlight poured in from the window, reflecting some broken shadows.

A cozy room.

So the day when the two of them "came out of customs" was spent in meowing and eating and drinking.

However, at the same time, the situation of the other pair still trapped in the secret hall became worse and worse——

60 hour has passed.

Luo Jingjing felt like she was going to die.

There was hardly any light in the dark cell.

She was paralyzed in the electric chair, her limbs were tightly locked, and she was unable to maintain the same position for an unknown amount of time.

one day?
two days?

Or three days?

Luo Jingjing doesn't know.

She could only feel the feeling of her body getting weaker and weaker, and the rising hunger that almost swallowed her up.

On the big screen, the blood king is still breaking through, and the wound he was stabbed has long since healed.

Lightning continued to light up.

He proceeded quickly, relying on the crushing force to break through barriers one after another.

But she never found the secret room where she was imprisoned.

The route is messed up?

still is……

Luo Jingjing was thinking drowsily, her consciousness was in chaos, and she simply gave up thinking, and I don't know how many times she couldn't force herself to urge her.

As usual, she didn't hear any response at all.

No, this time, the man on the screen responded.

(End of this chapter)