Come to Douluo, don't be a scumbag

Surprisingly not annoying.

Zhu Zhuqing had such thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it at all.

She said coldly: "If you hadn't opened your eyes, you wouldn't have taken advantage of the chaos to do these things to me just now."

She is ice-snow smart, even if Tang Muchen tried to mislead her, she would understand the reason after a while.

"Allah, it was seen."

Tang Muchen said with a smile.

"I did it on purpose, what's the matter?"

That's the annoying way he talks.

"Not really, I just think you're an idiot."

Zhu Zhuqing turned his head and said defiantly.

Tang Muchen saw that there was something going on, but Zhu Zhuqing opened up the chatterbox just now with his actions.

This is the rhythm of getting on base.

Work harder. Work harder.

"Oh, don't girls nowadays like boys who are bad and have weak souls?"

"I think he's handsome and knows how to chat with girls."

Tang Muchen teased a little.

"but I do not like it."

Zhu Zhu said calmly.

"Besides, it's true that you are bad and lecherous, but your appearance is probably above average."

I lost, don't tell the truth.

And it still looks indifferent, which makes me very disappointed.

I'm sorry that I'm not that handsome, but even if I miss one of the sharp tools of being a scumbag, I can still succeed.

But not fighting back is not Tang Muchen's style.

"I remember that you don't like handsome people, and there is a big gap between you now and before."

"Don't you think it's interesting to chat with a bad and perverted person like me?"

Tang Muchen immediately made a violent attack.

"boring."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know how to talk to this pervert like this, and felt that the more she talked, the more she was setting herself up, which was a bit dangerous, so she decided to interrupt his questioning decisively.

The girl didn't want to talk, so naturally he wouldn't say much either.

Moderation is a steelyard, and it's not good if it's tilted.

At the same time, a girl's mind is a steelyard, maybe even more delicate, so it's fine to stop at it.

Tang Muchen understands the essence of this way.

"gone back."

For a long while no one spoke, only the silent breathing of two people.

Zhu Zhuqing was a little tired, maybe it was because she felt so relieved after several intimate contacts with Tang Muchen.

Before she left, she unconsciously told Tang Muchen about her purpose.

This is a good sign.

Before Zhu Zhuqing, perhaps according to her own understanding, she was a loner, and she didn't talk nonsense.

Today's situation changed my opinion of her.

Where no one sees, she must have changed a little bit.

The little girl left, and to be honest, she was a little bored.

Tang Muchen could only continue to practice those soul beasts to exercise his actual combat ability.

It's a pity that the strength here is not good, so he can only be beaten by himself.

The soul beast was too suppressed by his own blood, and Tang Muchen still couldn't find an opponent in the outskirts of this forest.

After a while, he will have to leave here and go to the Wuhun Palace to be a scumbag.

The day of parting with Zhu Zhuqing is getting closer and closer.

The relationship between Tang Muchen and Zhu Zhuqing has changed somewhat, but it is still far from the level of liking, and it cannot be forced.

How to do it

He seemed to have thought of a good way, smiling like a fox.

The wind of autumn brings the noise, the withered leaves fall one after another, the whole world seems golden, and it is also the beauty of living alone in autumn.

Tang Muchen sang a ditty all the way back to Cheyu.

But unexpectedly found that Zhu Zhuqing was not practicing in the car, but cooking soup.

She should have a lot of experience with this, because the movement of turning the spoon and the expression of spooning the soup don't look like a joke.

Unexpectedly, a person who can't even wash the bowl can cook soup.

Tang Muchen blindly guessed that Zhu Zhuqing lived on dry food and grilled fish during the trip.

"Zhuqing, what are you eating today?"

Tang Muchen leaned over with a smile.

"Yo, I never thought you could cook wild mushroom soup."

Floating on top of the pot are some of the strains.

"It's not difficult."

Zhu Zhu said calmly.

"It's just that you can't wash dishes and are clumsy."

"Not really."

"Although it's my first time washing dishes, a soul master of the agility attack department will not make such a low-level mistake."

"I just thought your eyes were a little hot, but I didn't expect it to affect my speed."

Zhu Zhuqing stared at himself.

I lost it. What this sentence means is, man, will you affect the speed at which I draw my sword?

"I thought it was because of me, but in the end, I figured it out. A soul staring at me gave me goosebumps."

"Ah, it was my fault."

Tang Muchen pointed to himself.

"Yes, that's right."

"Okay, wash your hands and drink soup."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say much.

Good guy, the kitten is acting up.

Tang Muchen clicked his lips secretly, but still obediently washed his hands, took the bowl, and got the soup.

Have a bowl of warm wild mushroom soup.

"not bad."

Tang Muchen gave a thumbs up.

Without being stingy with his own praise, he continued, "Whoever marries you is also very lucky."

Zhu Zhuqing turned his head and ignored him, but his movements became brisk.

Sure enough, she washed the dishes cleanly and quickly this time.

"It seems that it is really my fault."

Tang Muchen touched his nose.

"Are my eyes that hot?"

This is really a mystery.

Night came quietly.

The two of them didn't communicate any more after that, but practiced independently.

Zhu Zhuqing practiced in Cheyu.

Tang Muchen sat on the ground and practiced.

By the way, act as a flower protector.

The autumn is crisp, the sky darkens quietly, and there is a rumbling sound in the gray sky.

The thunder was a little loud.

If nothing else, it should start to rain in less than a quarter of an hour.

Thinly, a thin curtain of rain quietly fell from the sky

Moisturize the earth bit by bit.

Moisten things silently, just in time for the autumn rain.

Tang Muchen had already withdrawn from the cultivation state when it was raining.

But he didn't act, he was waiting for an opportunity.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, probably wouldn't let himself go.

This, the wait is a bit long.

Tang Muchen was already drowned, and Zhu Zhuqing hadn't found himself in yet.

It shouldn't be wrong, just wait.

The effect of pretending to be pitiful in this wave of myself must be achieved.

brush.

The sound of the curtain being drawn.

It’s finally here. Dad has been waiting for a quarter of an hour. Damn it.

Tang Muchen turned his head.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained calm.

"Come in, it's raining."

Continuous autumn rain, I applaud you.

With such thoughts in mind, he stepped into Che Yu.

Tang Muchen was wet and uncomfortable.

Zhu Zhuqing saw it in his eyes: "You change your clothes."

Hidden means that you will catch a cold.

"Order."

Although this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, he won't get sick.