Cannon Fodder Counterattack Investigation System

This time, Lu LiXiao ate Zhou ziruo before he could wait for Zhou ziruo to finish his meal. However, he didn't have to wait for the hungry wolf to rush for food. Instead, he cooperated with Zhou ziruo's dress up and had a lot of fun and patience before he went into battle.

In Lu LiXiao's opinion, Zhou ziruo deliberately hid such a suit to show him, which was an invitation and a hint.

If Zhouzi wants to cry without tears, all his resistance is misinterpreted as interest, and Lu LiXiao eats it from beginning to end. Lu LiXiao didn't allow him to take off his shameful cat suit. Later, he was also excited. He really made a mess with him according to Lu LiXiao's request for all kinds of shameful play.

At night, the traffic on tongyangcheng street is busy, and Zhou ziruo has already done a light out campaign. Although Lu LiXiao finally allowed him to take off the cat's ears and claws, the T-shaped trousers with cat's tail were absolutely not allowed to take off.

Zhou ziruo sat in his arms with his back against Lu LiXiao's chest. Lu LiXiao's big thing was still rushing around in his body, and his hand stretched out from behind to knead his chest. At this time, the unlocked door was knocked from the outside, and Muqi Jun's careless voice came in: "great Xia Lu, Ruo Ruo, go to the street to play? Mo is waiting for us downstairs! "

Zhou ziruo, who is dizzy and flustered, wants to hide. He forgets that his body is still connected with Lu LiXiao. Such a feeling of friction rushes straight to his head. After that, he spills out a comfortable sexy pant, and then he is pressed back to make a fierce top. Zhou ziruo clearly saw the door open, the figure of the dead fat chicken was about to come in, but his body was so soft that he didn't have the strength to move, and his tears were about to come out.

Lu lixiaola's quilt covers Zhou ziruo's chest, but it doesn't cover their naked bodies. People with eyes can see what they are doing.

As soon as Muqi Jun stepped into the house, he almost fell out. He could not say how to greet him. "Er, er..."

Er, a P! If you are not polite, do not look! Not out yet!

Zhou ziruo rolled his eyes.

Lu LiXiao's bad behavior is not to be hit by others. He not only doesn't hide it, but also makes it worse. He bends down his upper body and stretches his tongue to extend Zhou ziruo's clean back and licks his back bone. Then he licks Zhou ziruo's ear beads and looks at Mu Qijun at the door with light: "what's the matter?"

Muqijun's conditioned reflex: "night, night market..."

"Tell younger martial brother Leng that we won't go." Lu LiXiao said that when there was no such person in the room, his broad hand turned Zhou ziruo's face and kissed him.

Zhou ziruo was ashamed and indignant under his control.

This guy did it on purpose! It must have been on purpose! He can smash the dead fat chicken out with the pillow, but he wants to let the dead fat chicken see the demonstration and declare possession to him!! It's impossible to eat flying vinegar!!! Let the dead fat chicken see that he is treated like this. What dignity does he have in front of the dead fat chicken!!!

In fact, Zhou ziruo's worry is superfluous. After Mu Qijun retreats from the room, he has a paste in his mind. He doesn't remember that the person inside is Zhou ziruo. All the way dizzy, he helped the stairs down the stairs. Lengmo, who was waiting outside the inn, asked him, "what about the fourth elder martial brother?"

"They..." Mu Qi Jun just recovered face and rose red, just feel in front of the cold Mo seems to be PS on the layer of soft light filter.

"What are they doing?"

"What to do..."

"What's the matter with you?" Lengmo comes to look at him with the light.

Muqijun is as hot as fire. A strong man who has drunk happens to fall by and bump him. He doesn't stand firmly and pours Lengmo on the wall of the next alley.

Lengmo felt the hot temperature on his body through his clothes and frowned, "are you hot?"

Mu Qi Jun's eyes left only the pair of scarlet lips close at hand. Some pictures in his mind could not be removed, so he kisses them. Cold Mo shocked stare big eye, immediately exasperated will Mu Qi Jun push away. Mu Qi Jun's back bumped into the wall, but he didn't know what had happened. He slapped his face and hit his head off.

The tingling of the cheek makes muqijun wake up at last. Lengmo's chest rises and falls violently because of anger, and turns to walk.

Muqi Jun rushed to catch up, "Mo!" He grabbed Lengmo's arm, "I, I I'm sorry! I'm not... "

"Let go!" Lengmo didn't listen to his explanation and slapped him on the other side of his face.

Mu Qi Jun instead grasped more tightly, "I don't let go! I I like you

"Will you let it go?" Lengmo raised her hand and slapped her again.

After being slapped three times by the elite disciples of Qingyang mountain, it was definitely not the result of ordinary skirmish. Muqi Jun's mouth was bleeding and half of his face was immediately red and swollen, but he still didn't let go, "I just don't let go! The first time I saw you, I didn't. before that, I just

"Shut up

Lengmo makes an effort to fight again. I don't know when the crowd gathered around to talk.

"Oh, this man really has to do it. You see, the young man's face is swollen. It's a pity that he's a handsome face!""I've never seen such a grumpy brother before. This young man is also good tempered!"

"Yes, yes, are you yunlanxuan's brother? It's said that some of them are very proud. "

"But yunlanxuan's brother is really beautiful! This is really the best... "

These words into the ear, cold Mo's face suddenly cold as ice, see Mu Qi Jun shiver.

Brother is usually used as a name for a swineherd. Tongyang city has been influenced by the capital in recent years, and people's acceptance of male style is very high. Even if a man is kissing a man and walking on the street, there is no one to point out. However, when a man swaggers around the market, he is usually a guest of brothel and a swineherd. Therefore, when passers-by see a dispute between them, they misunderstand him. Lengmo's face with red lips, white teeth, bright eyes and white teeth, together with his figure, stood with Mu Qijun, who was full of romantic dandy, and was automatically divided by the masses to elder brother's side.

Lengmo doesn't want to be discussed by these passers-by. He grabs muqijun back to the alley. Mu Qi Jun carefully observed his look, and saw that he was not as angry as before, so he tried to call softly: "Mo?"

Leng Mo turns to see Mu Qi Jun's red and swollen face, and his heart suddenly fades. However, although I didn't want to kill him, I was still half angry.

"Mo, I just I really can't help it. I'm bewildered But what I said is true! It's time for you to find out these days. I'm sorry for you... "

In fact, what Muqi Jun said is right. His cold heart is not half imperceptible. Meet Mu Qi Jun, cold Mo feel this person is very strange, clear with him unfamiliar, but always around him. He was born rich and tasted cunning. He worked hard in Qingyang mountain these years. Although he could eat the casual food in the cupboard, he could not help but dislike it. Later, Muqi Jun took over the kitchen and brought food to him every day. He had more contact with it. His excessive care and enthusiasm made him think of that aspect.

After all, they are all men. He thought that he thought too much and even misunderstood Muqi Jun. these days, he felt a little sorry for him, so he didn't know how to face him. Who knows that this man really had those thoughts for him!

He really takes him as a friend, but he wants to soak him!!

Lengmo calmed down, "what you said is true?"

Muqi Jun swore to heaven: "if there is a word is false, I will be struck by thunder! I'm really sorry for you... "

"Don't say it." Lengmo interrupted.

Muqijun looked at him nervously.

Lengmo was silent for a moment and said, "then you can prove it to me."

……

With the deepening of the night, the prosperity of Tongyang city gradually faded. There are few pedestrians in the street. Behind the closed doors, it is no longer known what everyone is doing.

Yunlanxuan.

The woman wakes up from her sleep. In the darkness, she clearly hears the sound of something crawling slowly. Every sound is like an awl made of ice and snow knocking on her head and heart, which makes her scared, dizzy and cold.

She adapted to the light in the room, breathed tremblingly and looked at the source of the sound -

in the dark, the dark green eyes on the mirror reflecting the dark light burst out purple black blood, which seemed to grin at her in horror.

The next morning, when Zhou ziruo got up in pain, Lu LiXiao had disappeared. Last night, I fooled with Lu LiXiao for several times. Lu LiXiao fed him dinner and put him on the bed until midnight. Later, Lu LiXiao seemed to help him clean up, but he was already in a daze and didn't remember.

Zhou ziruo was stunned to observe the sky outside the window. He didn't see what time it was. However, according to his conjecture, it should not be too late. If it is too late, Lu LiXiao will put breakfast on the table for him. That's the confidence.

He simply combed and washed, dressed and went out. He had planned to go downstairs for dinner, but when he passed muqijun's room, his steps stopped. Last night, he was hit by the dead fat chicken. He thought that he should go and threaten the dead fat chicken not to talk nonsense. By the way, he reestablished Wei. Thinking about this, he knocked on the door, but he didn't respond for a long time.

Down to dinner?

If Zhou ziruo didn't think much, he also came to the lobby on the first floor. Lu LiXiao and Lengmo were sitting in the corner for breakfast. Zhou ziruo went over and sat down. He took Lu LiXiao's chicken porridge and asked, "is there anyone else?"

Cold Mo did not answer, calm with food. Lu LiXiao said, "I haven't seen it."

Zhou ziruo wondered where Muqi Jun had gone early in the morning. He was gnawing at the steamed stuffed bun and looking around. He suddenly found something strange - everyone in the hall had a shiny number 0 on their heads?

What's going on??

[Ding! Hello user, the liking system has been turned on. The number on the head of the character you see is the figure's liking for you! NPC or character's liking degree will increase or decrease according to your behavior. The increase of character's liking degree is conducive to getting points! 】

"NPCs who have no lines and no plot also have good feelings? How to brush? "

[NPC's favor can be improved by the pitchfork value. The higher the pitchfork value is, the higher your prestige will be, and the higher the public's favor will be! 】i see.

Generally speaking, the liking system is also a good thing. It doesn't matter if it is reduced, but if it is increased, there will be points to get. Zhou ziruo's resentment about the cat suit thrown out by the system last night was balanced by the liking system. On a whim, he wanted to check the liking of people he knew.

He turned his head and saw that there was a number on the top of the cold road: 50.

The beauty boy didn't pass in his favor?? Well, it's normal for us to be cold-hearted. We need to make more efforts. Then he went to see Lu LiXiao, but there was nothing on his head. Just when he suspected that there was something wrong with the system, the system added: "by the way, users, the male owner's favor can't be viewed at present! 】

Oh, you lump! He just wants to see Lu LiXiao's liking and study what he treats him after eating him dry and wiping him clean! It turns out to be a chicken ribs function again!

The author has something to say: people never deliberately card meat, because Jinjiang simply does not allow to write meat!!

In addition, yesterday I hung a leave slip on my copy, but today I found that it seems that the app can't read the leave slip...

Because I ate hot pot the day before yesterday. I have a stomachache. I didn't update it yesterday. I'm sorry...

I've been eating hot pot for three days, and I'm desperate...

Finally, "Ge'er" means "Xiao'er", which means that there is no historical basis for the setting of the text, and it does not involve the background of any other text