The hero's useless super power

As lovers, Wen Ze and Wen Er undoubtedly still have many things to understand, such as——

"What is the gay scene like?"

Facing Wen Er's innocent expression like an angel, Wen Ze said that he would never be fooled again. This guy is very good at manipulating negotiations, and he has never had the upper hand. In this case, he already knows what to do and must take the initiative attack.

"By the way, I've taught you popular science, is homosexual a derogatory term?" Wen Ze said.

"I know." Wen Er replied very calmly, but that's all, there is no more to say.

Wen Ze twitched the corner of his mouth, never giving up: "So?"

"Blacks also often call each other 'nigger'." Wen Er said indifferently.

This logic is a bit convoluted, Wen Ze thought for a while, and said: "So, you mean that you are a gay now, so you can call yourself a gay?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Er blinked her eyes with an innocent expression on her face.

Wen Ze curled his lips, the truth is true, he can't say anything, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly found that within a period of time after they met, Wen Er stopped using this title, and started using it again not long after.Thinking about it now, it was obvious that Wen Er had already decided to "dedicate himself" to this way at that time.

i' fuck...

Wen Ze vaguely felt that he had discovered a little secret, and at the same time his "little secret" was exposed.

"Don't try to change the subject, what is the gay circle like?" Wen Er asked.

"Just like ordinary people, we don't tattoo the word gay on our foreheads." Wen Ze responded angrily.

Wen Er raised his eyebrows, picked up his mobile phone to search for a while, and showed Wen Ze a photo, which showed a young man with the word "Ji" tattooed on the center of his forehead.

"It's missing a guy, but it's about the same?" Wen Er said with a smile.

Wen Ze said helplessly: "Stop watching things on the Internet."

"Okay, grandpa." Wen Er put down his phone and looked directly at Wen Ze, "So, what is the gay circle like?"

Because the above unconstructive conversations were fruitless, Wen Ze finally decided to take Wen Er to visit some "people in the same circle". On the other hand, he also happened to want to meet the foot fetishist.Since he lost his "super power", the foot fetishist has repeatedly sent messages to ask the cause and effect. After getting no answer, he can only harass him continuously, and strongly invites a meeting to explain in detail what is going on.

In fact, there was nothing to talk about, but Wen Ze still agreed and made an appointment at a very expensive bar.On that day, he took Wen Er who was dressed up - of course he couldn't let Wen Er decide - and the two of them treated it as an ordinary date.

"Is this where you guys often hang out?" Wen Er looked around for a while as soon as he entered the bar, "It doesn't look like anything special, it's even more ordinary than the last time we went."

"It was an exception last time. Don't think we always go to that kind of place." Wen Ze quickly explained, "You can't even hear people talking in that ghost place."

"There's no need to talk." Wen Er looked away from a couple kissing and touching each other in the dark booth, "It's fine not to talk."

Receiving the hint from Wen Erfei's eyes, Wen Ze almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Since the last time I opened meat, Wen Er has been very interested in this aspect, and has been very proficient in playing various tricks. I have to say that even if it is the opposite sex. Experience is experience after all. Wen Ze was very moved after being eye-opening and refused to personally Experience, without him, chrysanthemums can't bear it, even though he explained countless times that it is not necessary to develop new uses of chrysanthemums every time you go to bed, but Wen Er always feels that it is not satisfying not to go to the last step.The two discussed this for a long time, but to no avail.

The foot fetish is still proud to ask for a private room. There is a small KTV in the private room of this bar. When Wen Ze and Wen Er entered, he was singing loudly: "This is the Qinghai-Tibet High—ooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! This is the original!"

Wen Ze applauded extremely perfunctorily, and said hello, "Hello, hello."

"Here we come." The foot fetishist responded with a flushed face, "Oh, it's so hard to please you, what can't you say?"

Wen Ze sighed, sat down and drank a drink while briefly talking about the ins and outs of the matter, and also talked about his analysis, but only concealed their abilities and returned once in the middle.Strange to say, since that time, the ability has never appeared again, no matter how the two of them play tricks, there is no movement, as if it never existed.

After hearing this, the foot fetishist showed a contemplative look, and muttered, "Speaking of which, I was indeed full of feet all day long, but this ability is too weird, right? You say like this, you have to have a purpose, right?" ?Either benefit us or benefit others, this ability basically makes us unhappy and makes others unhappy, so who is the benefit given to?"

"What you said, this is not something given by others. What's the good or bad?" Wen Ze sniffed a cup of purple-blue drink, a little confused about what it was.

"How do you know that this is not something given by others?" The foot fetishist said with his eyes widened, "This ability is not born, maybe it is because we were captured by aliens for human experiments?"

Wen Ze didn't take it seriously at first, but was stunned when he heard "naturally born", and then the hawker in the park came to his mind. Although the hawker had always behaved reasonably and very normal, it was too normal that made him suspicious.But as the foot fetish said, although this ability does not benefit them, it does not seem to benefit anyone. It seems that there are no benefit recipients at all.

"Hey, let me tell you, I found someone of the same kind after I posted my story on the Internet." The foot fetishist said mysteriously, "I also asked him to come today."

Wen Ze and Wen Er, who were completely unprepared, both showed astonished expressions. Before they could react, the foot fetish mobile phone rang, and he picked it up excitedly, but soon lost his smile: "Hey... ah ? You're not coming? What's the situation, you? Ah? Gone? Are you out of ability?"

After the two chatted for a few words, they ended the phone call, and the foot fetishist said in a very disappointed way: "He won't come, saying that his ability has disappeared."

"Did it disappear recently?" Wen Ze asked.

"I dated him about ten days ago, and he didn't say he was incapable at that time." The foot fetishist sighed, "Oh, I see his feet are quite small in the photo, which is the type I like."

Wen Ze shivered, seeing Er's thoughtful look, he leaned over and thought, "What did you think of?"

Wen Er was silent for a second, and said, "Do all foot fetishists like small feet?"

Wen Ze: "..."

The meeting ended without a problem. The foot fetishist couldn't get anything out of Wen Ze, so he slipped away after saying "If you want to enjoy a full set of foot massage, come to me", and ended up graciously before leaving. The bill made Wen Ze repeatedly sigh, "I knew I would order a few more glasses of wine."

Wenze's only achievement is to find the original post about foot fetishism. Sure enough, many people responded to the post, and one of them caught his attention: I have a junior high school classmate who is the opposite of you. Basically, he really thinks It's done, you can do whatever you want, he told me that he has the ability to get whatever he wants, which is very cool!All wishes come true!Let me tell you, LZ, you must have offended your reincarnation, bad luck!

Looking at this sentence, for some reason, what the foot fetishist said came to Wenze's mind: Then who did the benefits go to?