Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

With his stupid brain, he would never think of such a boring thing.

It seems that the evaluation of him is a little higher than that of garbage, which makes things a little bit head-on. Yan Ce's own problems are still very serious, but it is undeniable that this executive power has a bit of His Majesty's shadow, otherwise His Majesty would not put too much Ah, lend it to him.

Squatting in the corner as if resigned to fate, Yan Ce stared at the woman's feet and said, "I admit that your feet are pretty good, but you wouldn't step on my shoulders with these high-heeled sandals, would you? pain……"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Shi rolled up the hem of the skirt, folded it a few times, bent his legs and put his knees on Yan Ce's shoulder, and pressed Yan Ce's head down with one hand.

The cold and soft touch fell on the top of his head, Yan Ce subconsciously hid for a while, and then he didn't move, letting the other party hold him down.

"Pay attention to the side! It's the street now." He reminded.

"There is no one left."

Quickly took off the shoe with the other hand, and then held the shoe with two fingers, Miss Lingshi said to the boy, "Help me hold it."

"No problem..." Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, and realized a bad verb, "Wait a minute, didn't you take it? What the hell is it? Can you lick it into a patina for you?"

"Oh, my formal suit is very expensive. It was dirty because of His Highness's whim, and I will definitely not be able to wear it again in the future. So, is it too much to let His Highness hold the shoes in his mouth as compensation?"

While speaking, a long white leg lifted up, vaguely rubbing against his ear, the slight sound of skin brushing against the fabric on his shoulders, and the woman's indifferent voice with a hint of ice and snow fell into his ears.

"You move faster."

Yan Ce was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to lower his head, without squinting, and slowly propped up his body.

She stepped on the young man's shoulders without saying a word, handed the shoes to Yan Ce, and then sat on the outer wall with her whole body sideways. The woman slightly pressed down the delicate skirt, and her smooth legs were slightly brought together.

"You can look up."

"Give."

Passed the shoes to her, and when she finished wearing them, Yan Ce handed her his right hand and folded his hands together.

Then she was dragged up, because of the lack of strength in his left hand, Yan Ce almost rubbed against her body and was carried up, because the sense of shame was too high, the boy's face was hot all the time.

"It's troublesome." Yan Ce thanked in a low voice.

"If you've had enough, get off me, now."

She looked calm, facing Yan Ce and sat on her lap, showing no anger or other emotions, probably the same as treating pets.

The other side.

Reminiscing about the past, Mo Zhong pondered, but to no avail.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw the familiar young master Ce developing a difficult new pose.

Mo Zhong froze for a while, with a complicated expression on his face.

12.2 days away from 3

It was posted on the day of 12.2, which happened to be a day for fgo to celebrate, and the destructive Brother Zheng appeared.

Appeared with a white fluttering moth and motherly feet, not only driving a star destroyer, but also playing with a lunar orbital gun, Jing Ke went around Kunlun Mountain with a ship-killing knife to hunt down Brother Zheng, and there was also Lu Bu Riding himself appeared, Chitu and Lu Bu couldn't tell who wanted to ride whom.

Today is the 29th, and it’s only 3 days away. It’s been a whole year. Except for the leave note, I haven’t written so many emotions for a long time. These days, I’m living almost every day. I’m going to become a Buddha. There are still a lot of emotions. I want to say a bit too much There are too many, and I don’t know where to start. I remember what I did on the day of 12.2 besides writing this, even the details are clear.

Unknowingly, a whole year has passed, things are people and things are not going on. From a child who has not graduated from elementary school to a child who has not graduated from elementary school.

Calculated to be 362 days, rounded up to one year, I can still memorize a considerable part of the text of Jing Ke's assassination of the Qin Dynasty. I remember that the teacher played the movie clips from decades ago in class, and the impression was quite deep. , especially the protagonists with accents.

In the first month, when I was on the first recommendation, I was chased and sprayed because of a word. I remember the word "na", yes, it is this word, because the slang of the old people in my hometown is like this, The sound is the same as "there", and the meaning is also the same. I usually speak a bit of my hometown accent, and the ending sound will be raised a little bit.

So it was easy and useless, "that" was sprayed, what was sprayed, I forgot, because it was sprayed a lot from beginning to end, I was also annoyed, so I deleted it.

I don’t know how many months, it’s still recommended on the Internet, and someone is swiping the screen in the comment area to post his dissatisfaction, this is not true, that is not true, with a wave rhythm, when other people post comments, he also comments below, Turning on the phone, the first page was full of his comments, and it was considered a reconciliation later on.

No. 12 months, I still recommend it, spray it to spray, there are some bad comments in the comment area, why don’t I delete some, and I don’t ban it, and some are banned when I see it, because I think criticism is okay, criticism After I finish reading it, I probably know what people mean and it’s over. People know that I’ve read it, and it’s over after mutual understanding.

Replying to other people’s comments in my comment area is more diligent than me. Once I turn on my mobile phone, the whole article is written by one person, whoever sees it doesn’t bother me.

I've met this kind of thing three times a year, it's really annoying to watch, the whole article is commented by one person, this time I'm going to suspend the comment, what's the name meow to ban him.

Like a person keeps putting a bunch of people's comments on the top to comment, no matter subjective or non-subjective, I have the right to treat it as malicious.Those who are willing to post a bunch of criticism can send long comments, there is no limit to the number of words.

If I don't make a mess, I'm so free that I have nothing to do. What are the readers doing?

I don't care how other authors deal with it, how gentle and humble they are, and how they bow their heads to the readers to admit their mistakes.

...It seems that the recommendation is a curse, and it should be sent by the heavens to punish me.

On 12.2, I will probably play a small game of the first anniversary edition to delay the update. Everyone will not know about it on that day.

Also, today's update is in the middle of the night.

Chapter 440 Two Courtesans

shame.

Yan Ce looked at Mo Zhong, and fell silent for a while.

No matter how you look at this situation, it doesn't seem that you can easily explain it clearly. How can you open your mouth to make Uncle Mo Zhong lose the memory of the five seconds just now?

I feel that it might be easier to make Uncle Mo lose his memory physically.

But fortunately, a few seconds after Yan Ce jumped off the wall, Uncle Mo Zhong was online with both emotional intelligence and intelligence, and completed the analysis of the situation under high-speed operation. Mo Zhong welcomed the two of them into the house as if nothing had happened.

Zeng Ran was the head of the house, and he didn't have time to stay in the bedroom all day during the day. The head of the house, who knew Mo Zhong's nature, naturally didn't arrange people around to watch him.