Quickly wear the male god is super cute

Chapter 182
Seeing 'Heirloom' crying out of breath, Buzheng was directly confused.

Wasn't it fine just now?

Why are you crying?
"Number ten thousand?"

[Host, you said you like fat people, the villain actor automatically understands that you like fat people and don't like him anymore. 】

Number [-]: This host is a bit poisonous.

"Xing Fan, Xing Fan?"

Buzheng patted the little face of the boy in his arms, are you still awake?
Big brother!
"I only like the food cooked by the fat man, not his!"

'Heirloom' Can you still hear me?

If you're drunk, let's go to bed, shall we?
Look at that bitch, the hostess, she was unconscious when she was drunk, and she didn't go crazy at all.

Can you be like her too?
Obviously not!
Xing Fan not only couldn't listen to Lan Buzheng's words, but also immersed himself in his own small world.

Thinking all over her head, sister Zhengzheng likes Fatty, she likes Fatty, and she doesn't want him anymore.

She left in the first place because of that fat man!
Because of that fat man, I left him!

She likes that fat man, but doesn't like him anymore!
"I, I'm going to kill... that fat man!"

Xing Fan, who finally came out of his own little world, pushed Lan Buzheng away and was about to jump off the tree.

In his current state?
Something must go wrong!

He was drunk, but Buzheng was not drunk.

"Don't make trouble!"

Do not fight to hold on to Xing Fan, not allowing him to do anything else.

Her actions were directly understood by the boy in her arms, and he was not allowed to hurt that fat man!

Does she like that fat man that much? !

Xingfan felt extremely uncomfortable.

Clutching his chest, he looked in pain.

"What's wrong with this?"

Every time I saw the 'heirloom' covering my chest, I subconsciously thought it was a heart attack.

Without saying a word, she carried Ren'er into his room.

Put the person on the bed, and quickly took out the pill to feed him.

"ate!"

Xingfan turned his face away.

Don't eat, don't eat!
Zhengzheng sister doesn't like me anymore, what medicine should I take?

Just let me suffer to death.

The young man was crying silently, staring at the roof with dull eyes.

【Ding--】

[Happiness index of the villain male supporting role: 30%]

【Ding--】

[The happiness index of the villain male supporting role: 0%! 】

【Ding--】

[The happiness index of the villain male supporting role: -50%. 】

When Buzheng heard negative 50%, his eyes widened.

Happiness index, and negative numbers?
[Host, once the happiness index reaches negative 100%, the mission will fail directly. 】

"What happens if you fail?"

[If the host wants to start over, 100 million merit points will be deducted. 】

100? !
Buzheng's eyes suddenly fell on Xing Fan on the bed.

"Stars, stars."

The person on the bed didn't respond at all.

Don't be discouraged.

"Xing Fan."

Buzheng directly fished the delicate boy on the bed into his arms, pinched his jaw, and made him look at him.

Finally, the boy's eyes fell on himself.

"Xing Fan, are you still awake?"

I'm 'heirloom' drunk!
Yup!

drunk!

If his happiness index dropped to minus 100% when he was drunk, wouldn't I... be dead?

After all, the consciousness of the 'heirloom' under drunkenness is not clear, so it is not true.

"I'm not drunk!"

Every drunk who is half conscious denies that he is drunk.

In fact.

Already drunk, okay?

If not drunk?
Xing Fan, the first-level general who has made great achievements in the battle of Ba Xing, will cry?

will not!

"Okay, not drunk."

"Then Xingfan must remember what I said now, okay?"

Facing the drunk, Buzheng's subconscious voice was gentle.

My 'heirloom' must be pampered.

Especially when drunk, even more difficult!
The blackening value rises at every turn.

The happiness index will fall when it says it will fall.

It's all negative!

Feeling stuffy without thinking about it.

This interstellar plane is too harsh on my poor little fellow!
"Sister Zhengzheng, what do you want to say?"

Say you like fat people, don't you like me?
The delicate young man looked at Lan Buzheng, who hadn't come out of that hurdle yet.

"Say I like you."

"Humph."

Xingfan snorted coldly, typically in disbelief.

Indisputable frown.

"Do not believe?"

The young man nodded.

"Do not believe!"

Sister Zhengzheng is a big pig's hoof, and if she is a big pig's hoof, she can't believe it.

"Then how do you believe it?"

you say.

Say it, and I'll prove it to you!

"Then sister Zhengzheng..."

A certain drunk really thought about it.

After much deliberation, I feel bad.

In the end, he stared at Lan Buzheng with his mouth flattened, without saying a word, his eyes gradually deepened.

Looking at him like this, Buzheng was really afraid that his happiness index and blackening value would change again.

After all, once it moves, it will move in a worse direction.

【Ding--】

Hearing the indisputable voice of this voice, my heart trembled.

My 'heirloom' is going to kill me!
There is no way for people to live at all!

100 million merit points!
It hurts to think about it.

"Xing Fan!"

Buqi held the delicate young man in front of him with both hands, and then kissed his man directly.

boom--

Xing Fan's bright black eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what happened to him now.

Zhengzheng sister, Zhengzheng sister, she...

Kiss me?
Here, Buzheng waited and waited, but didn't wait for the next sound from the system?
A heart relaxed a little.

"Xing Fan!"

"In this life, I will make you happy, believe me, okay?!"

If you are happy, just increase my happiness index!
Negative 50% is too close to negative 100%!
"Xing Fan, did you hear what I said?"

'Heirloom' Can you give me some feedback?
You have a silly face and smile.

It's useless at all?

I want to hear the sound of happiness index rising!
【Ding--】

Indisputable heartbeat speeds up.

[The happiness index of the villain male supporting role: 90%, blackening value: 10. 】

The corners of Buqi's mouth curled up.

Looking at her like this, the eyes of the smirking young man in front of her lit up, and then Lan Buzheng felt his lips soften.

When she looked at the 'Heirloom' in surprise, the young man blushed, quickly lay down and covered the quilt.

"Sister Zhengzheng, I'm sleepy and I need to sleep."

Close your eyes and breathe slowly.

Everything happened too fast, Buzheng could only watch the 'heirloom' fall asleep in the end.

【Host, you...】

No. [-] looked at it without arguing and stopped talking.

Number [-]: I apologize for what I said before!
This host doesn't fall in love?

fart!
This host knows love very well, routines follow one after another!
Look at the villain's male lead who had a negative happiness index just now, not to mention that his happiness index became positive every minute, and it directly soared to 90%!

This host must be able to complete the task!

……

After a night of hangover, when Xing Fan woke up again, he had a terrible headache.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Lan Buzheng's sleeping face?

I almost screamed in fright!

"I, she, I..."

Xing Fan quickly touched herself, and found that she was wearing clothes, and her fast beating heart slowed down a little.

But when his eyes fell on Lan Buzheng again, his heartbeat accelerated again.

"Sister Zhengzheng, you, you!"

(End of this chapter)