God’s Love Game [Unlimited]

Yu Su looked at him suspiciously, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the change in his expression, and he seemed to be in disbelief.

Yu Su let go of Xiangnu's hand, pulled Xiangnu to the desk and sat down. Under Xiangnu's slightly puzzled gaze, he pulled him to stand beside him, grabbed his waist, and pressed it against the Xiang slave's chest.

He seriously felt the throbbing of the heart through the flesh and clothes, and told Xiangnu: "Your heart is beating a little faster. This is the expression of excitement and happiness, which means you like it, right?"

Xiangnu didn't correct the right or wrong of what he said, just asked him: "Who told you this?"

Yu Su said calmly, "Sister."

Xiangnu nodded and spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, you won, you successfully discovered a little hobby of mine."

Yu Su looked at him strangely, pulled Xiang Nu to sit on his lap, and poked his finger lightly on his cheek: "It always feels like you're lying."

Xiangnu raised his hand and caressed his face lightly, with a soft and sweet smile on his lips: "Your intuition seems to be more accurate than theoretical experience."

He admitted that he was lying, and Mr. Yu was very unhappy because of his perfunctory, with a slightly unpleasant expression on his face.

He stared at the slave for a few seconds. This time, he mastered the method of 'punishing' the slave without a teacher. He pressed on the slave's lips, licked, bit, and sucked, and even slightly viciously lightly pressed it on the slave's lips. A light bite left a trace on the thin pink lips.

Mr. Yu was quite happy to see the evil beauty breathing lightly in his arms, and seeing that he was not injured but very weak and weak, he was finally a little happy, deliberately biting Xiangnu's ear beads lightly. Hum said: "Don't look at me like this again, or I will bite you."

The glittering beauty lazily raised her eyes and squinted at him, and snorted deliberately in disapproval, so she was pressed down and kissed deeply again.

After that, the beauty became a little more obedient, Mr. Yu's demeanor calmed down a little, and the expressions between the two of them were very content.

Xiangnu grabbed Mr. Yu's collar, thinking that what happened tonight was a little strange, he asked Yu Su: "Mr. Yu, I have seen my sister, although the dress is a little weird, but I still think she is a very good person. people."

Yu Su said unhappily, "That's because I told her that you are mine. If I didn't tell her, you wouldn't think she was kind after you were discovered by her."

Xiang Nu looked at Yu Su with a smile, and asked curiously, "I met my sister when I first released the dungeon, and she knew of my existence at that time. Mr. Yu, why did you ask my sister about me so early? ?"

Xiangnu felt that the two of them had not developed enough to meet their parents at that time, right?

Yu Su's answer was always beyond his expectations. He frowned and replied, "Of course it's to tell her that you are mine."

"After all, you're so beautiful, what if she takes you away by force?" Mr. Yu replied, "It's not like she hasn't done such a thing."

Xiangnu frowned: "Sister robbed you of someone before?"

Although Yu Su sometimes reacted strangely, he was unexpectedly responsive to Xiangnu's questioning at this time. He smiled and asked, "Are you jealous?"

He has been jealous of Xiang slave before, but he knows a lot about this.

He rested his arms on the armrests, and smiled happily while covering his lips, and then replied, "How is that possible? No one would like a monster like me except you. I just meant that my sister had robbed others before... Don't monster toys."

Xiangnu looked at Yu Su's perfect, suffocating face, and wondered, "Why doesn't anyone like you? You look so good-looking."

He leaned over and gently kissed Yu Su's forehead.

Yu Su blinked and replied seriously, "Then maybe they are too ugly."

Others don't like me, or I don't like them. Anyway, it's not like I just met you and just wanted to be with you.

Xiangnu couldn't help but smile, and then said, "Mr. Yu, let's get down to business."

Yu Su looked at him, waiting for his next words, Xiangnu told Yu Su what Dr. X said before he locked him in the office: "Sister said that I can't go to the third floor, but if I don't go to the third floor, there is nothing I can do. Complete the task, can you help me?"

Yu Su said: "But you don't really lack those life points. Why don't you give up this mission and wait for the end of this mission with peace of mind."

Xiangnu wondered: "I don't lack life points for the time being, but it's good, why should I give up the mission?"

Yu Su asked back, "Then why don't you just go out? Did Doctor X lock the door?"

"That's not true." Xiangnu replied honestly: "It's just that I have some concerns, because I appear as you wearing your coat. If I go directly to the third floor, I may become everyone's target. I'm a little worried, just in time for you. Here, so I want to ask for your help."

"That's it." Yu Su nodded.

He put his thumb on his lips, showing a thoughtful look. Seeing this, his eyes flickered, and he asked, "Is this task not as simple as it seems? Isn't it over when the murderer is caught?"

Yu Su glanced at him, remembering Doctor X's advice, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, after a while, he lightly licked his lips, not knowing what to think, his eyes flashed and replied: "I can take you out, let me You continue to participate in the mission. But when this mission is over, you can leave immediately without delay."

Xiangnu looked at him thoughtfully, nodded and replied, "Okay!"

Mr. Yu put his hand on his lips, cleared his throat with a smile, and said, "Then take off your clothes."

Xiang slave: "?"

He lowered his head, grabbed his clothes subconsciously, and asked, "Are you taking off your clothes now? Why?"

The stern young man looked solemn and replied: "I also received an invitation to this banquet. Doctor X prepared an identity for me, called 'painter', that person has a very special ability, he can use a brush to make puppets, he After the identity is 'borrowed' by me, I can use his abilities temporarily, I can draw a puppet in your image to replace your current identity, and then you go out to the party with me as a puppet."

Yu Su thought for a while, and said, "I'll tell everyone that you are a puppet specially made by you according to your identity as a senior officer, and then I'll let Doctor X take the real puppet out for a spin, and let everyone associate you with your current identity. It's good to separate."

"No one will oppose the puppet opponent. If there is, I can protect you, because the puppet is my private property."

Xiangnu accepted Yu Su's reason, but he still couldn't understand: "But you can draw me directly, why do you want me to take off my clothes?"

Yu Su looked away from him: "You are wearing clothes that don't fit well, how can I draw a 100% similar you through a layer of clothes? If the puppet I draw is not standard, then Doctor X will bring When you go out to make an appearance, don't you reveal your secrets?"

The slave looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "What you said makes sense."

Standing up from Yu Su's lap, he took off the jacket he was wearing and threw it to his feet, wrapping his fingers around the tie. He deliberately smiled at Yu Su ambiguous, and then pulled the tie off. The tie fell lightly to the ground, and Xiangnu began to unbutton his buttons again.

Finally, Xiangnu asked Yu Su, "Is this all right?"

Yu Su had long since turned away from Xiangnu when he was undressing, and only after hearing this did he look up at him. Xiangnu held a shirt in his hand to cover his waist and legs slightly, and his eyebrows were filled with expression. Looking at him with a shallow smile, he is very thin, but there is no thin skin. A thin layer of texture covers his skin, which is extremely beautiful and delicate.

Yu Su stared blankly for a while, then stood up in a sullen voice and circled in place twice, exhaled softly, walked to the locked shop window on the other side, opened the door, and took out drawing boards, canvases, A box of paintbrushes and many paints.

Xiangnu looked at him curiously, wondering what kind of ability the so-called 'painter' had and how the puppet was made.

By the way, Mr. Yu seems to be well prepared, as if he had made such a plan from the beginning.

Xiangnu walked to the black leather sofa beside the door and sat down, with his shirt over his body, sitting dignifiedly, with picturesque features, alluring.

Yu Su slowly set up the tools, the expression on his face was the same as before, there was not much change, but his eyes were a little erratic. Take it back.

Xiangnu looked at him calmly, sitting on the sofa in no hurry, but occasionally looked at the clock hanging on the wall on the right.

He entered the apartment after six o'clock in the evening. After a lot of twists and turns, it was almost half past seven, and there was still some time before the banquet that started at nine o'clock on the mission. Xiang slave did not know how long it would take Yu Su to paint Make the puppet.

Only know that in the normal world, a beautiful and detailed painting is probably difficult to complete without five or six days.

However, these dungeon worlds themselves are very unscientific and cannot be theorized by normality.

Xiangnu thought in a daze, and when his eyes fell on Yu Su again, his eyes widened.

Yu Su was wearing a black robe with embroidered gold thread today. The robe was loose but not fat. It felt laid-back and unrestrained when worn on him.

And the matching of black and gold is also very luxurious, and Yu Su's eyebrows are so delicate and outstanding, which makes him more noble and noble.

But this is not the main reason for Xiangnu's surprise. The reason why Xiangnu is surprised is that there are a few tentacle-like things emerging from Yu Su's wide cuff...

That thing is made of metal. Perhaps, because its surface is very flat, it will reflect a little light from different angles, which is very similar to the texture of metal.

Those tentacles stretched out from Yu Su's sleeves, and each of them rolled a paintbrush. Yu Su slowly mixed the turpentine and paint, while the tentacles gestured and waved the paintbrush on the drawing board, probably already starting to paint.

Xiangnu couldn't tell how many tentacles Yu Su had. They were tangled together and blocked by the drawing board. Xiangnu couldn't see it at all. Similarly, Xiangnu couldn't tell that the tentacles came from Yu Su's sleeve. What came out was a tool he borrowed, or it grew out of his body.

The beautiful young man couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple and asked cautiously, "Mr. Yu, what are those things coming out of your sleeves...what are they?"

Yu Su's eyes landed on him erratically, paused for a few seconds, then quickly moved away, and replied absently, "It's the tentacles."

Xiangnu asked blankly: "Did it grow from you? But Mr. Yu, aren't you a snake, why do you have tentacles?"

Yu Su replied earnestly: "I am them, but they are not me, but if you like a certain form, you can tell me, and I can use that one more for you."

Mr. Yu is very kind.

Xiang Nu was a little dazed, Yu Su glanced at him again, hesitated for a moment after seeing Xiang Nu's expression, the tentacles waving brushes also froze, Yu Su asked, "Don't you like this? "

Xiangnu wanted to say yes, because the tentacles looked a bit strange, and it was easy for him to think of some evil content.

After all, he is a master with rich theoretical experience, and he knows too well the conventional effects of tentacles.

Xiangnu felt that if he said he hated it, Mr. Yu would put away his tentacles. In some respects, Mr. Yu was very considerate.

So Xiangnu was silent for two seconds, and looked away with a guilty conscience: "No, Mr. Yu, you continue to draw, I still want to go out to find clues to do the task earlier."

Yu Su looked at him thoughtfully, Xiangnu was flustered by him, the wicked complained first, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yu, am I good-looking?"

He blinked his eyes, so beautiful: "You've been staring at me for a long time~"

Yu Su immediately moved his gaze to the drawing board, his eyes were straight, there was no drift at all, it was just that his cheeks were too cold and white, and the blush on them completely exposed his shyness.

Xiangnu breathed a sigh of relief and calmly admired Mr. Yu's face.

Although Mr. Yu always has some strange things, there is one thing that cannot be shaken, that is, his Mrs. Yan is righteous.

No one Yan control can refuse Mr. Yu.

The two of them had ghosts in their hearts, and they didn't dare to chat for a while, for fear of being asked a topic that would make them shy, the room fell silent for a while, only the rustling sound of brushes sliding on the paper.

Yu Su drew carefully, the ability of a 'painter' was very useful, every curve of the outline was perfect, and the appearance of Xiangnu gradually took shape on the drawing paper.

It's just that Mr. Yu said that he wanted the slave to take off his clothes, but the slave under the brush was wearing clothes, and even the clothes and coats were the same as those worn by the slave before, and the eyes of the people in the painting were abnormally dull and expressions. Muffled is very empty.

This is Yu Su's intention, because Yu Su's strength is very strong, if the painting is too vivid, the created puppet may change, which is not what Yu Su wants.

Over time, the portrait takes shape.

The beautiful young man appeared on the drawing paper with a blank face, Yu Su retracted his tentacles, raised the brush and tapped on its eyes, and the portrait was completed.

The drawing board fell from the shelf out of thin air and fell to the ground. The canvas that lost its support also fell to the ground. The puppet reached out and grabbed the edge of the canvas and climbed out of the painting.

Xiangnu glanced at the neatly dressed puppet, then looked at himself, and quietly turned his back to get dressed.

Yu Su looked at his back, coughed lightly, and asked uncomfortably, "Xiangnu, do you want to wear a skirt?"

Xiangnu looked back at him strangely, and said suspiciously, "Mr. Yu, I don't understand what you mean, why would I want to wear a skirt?"

Yu Su's eyes wandered for a while, and he recited what Doctor X said to him before: "I think your back is very beautiful, like a butterfly that is about to fly. It must be very beautiful if you wear an open-back skirt."

Xiangnu thought about it and said, "I can do it."

Mr. Yu was suddenly ready to move.

Xiangnu joked: "But other people will definitely think that I'm pretty dressed like that."

Yu Su's face changed, thinking that Xiangnu would go out as a puppet later, and immediately stopped talking.

Xiangnu slowly put on his clothes, while Yu Su picked up the drawing boards and canvases that had fallen on the ground, and placed them on the shelf again.

After setting, he took out a silver lighter and lit the canvas.

A blue flame rose from the bottom of the canvas, and Xiangnu asked, "Mr. Yu, what are you doing?"

"Burn it." Yu Su said lightly, "The canvas is the carrier of the puppet. When the carrier is gone, the puppet will collapse, so that it won't have the chance to become an essence."

"I hate all fakes." A look of disgust flashed across Yu Su's eyes, and it was the first time his expression was so obvious.

Xiangnu was a little surprised. He glanced at the puppet. The puppet was endless. It had no emotion, no sense, and no sense of its own disappearance.

Yu Su picked up his coat that had fallen on the ground, hung it up for Xiang Slave, tidied up his clothes for him, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, let's go."

Xiangnu thought of a very important question: "Mr. Yu, are you also among the taskers on the third floor? You took me back like this, how will you explain it to everyone?"

Yu Su put his hand behind him, took out a golden half-faced butterfly mask and put it on himself: "Don't worry, there is my 'accomplice' there."

Xiangnu blinked and determined that the so-called murderer was just a gimmick. Under the Holy City murder case, there was a bigger event planned and arranged.

After hesitating for a while, Xiangnu made a decision. After returning to the third floor, he collected information with all his strength, and observed the composition of the taskers on the third floor to see if he could gather relevant information about Yu Su and Doctor X's plans. However, only collecting and not participating, mainly trying to complete the task of finding the murderer on the dungeon log.

After the task of finding the murderer was completed, he listened to Yu Su's words and left this place immediately. Xiangnu was too clear about his own strength, like an extremely fragile little ant, anyone who came here could crush him to death.

Yu Su came out with Xiangnu, and Xiangnu's stand-in puppet stayed quietly in the office without moving.

Yu Su and Xiangnu said, "I don't want to talk to them. You can communicate with them directly later. They will treat you as my mouth, so don't change your expressions too obviously."

He stopped and pinched Xiangnu's face: "Don't laugh at others."

Xiangnu asked, "Is it a puppet that doesn't laugh, or don't laugh at others in the future?"

Mr. Yu replied, "It's better not to laugh."

Xiangnu was speechless and giggled: "You are so lenient."

Mr. Yu didn't look sideways, just whispered: "I don't talk to anyone else."

I've been so strict with myself, can't you be a little more strict with yourself?

Xiangnu ignored him, Mr. Yu, is he strict with himself? Obviously he was too lazy to talk nonsense with others.

The two walked up the stairs to the third floor. When Yu Su appeared, they were fine, but when they saw the slave beside him, the expressions of many people changed.

A woman covered with complicated silver ornaments walked over and stopped not far from Yu Su and Xiang Nu. She glanced at Xiang Nu with fear and care, and cast a suspicious look at Yu Su.

Yu Su pointed at Xiang Slave and said indifferently, "The puppet I just made."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glanced at Xiangnu again. The vigilant look when facing Xiangnu gradually disappeared, and she turned to look at the inspectors who were guarding in the dark and at the door.

The inspectors ignored them, as if there was nothing special about the existence of the slaves.

The woman lowered her voice and asked, "Is this person the chief of the Inspector's Office? He should have a high status. How did you think of drawing his puppet?"

Yu Su glanced at Xiangnu and replied, "Just a random drawing, I just wanted to try his strength, but I didn't expect it to succeed. His strength is not strong, so it shouldn't be the 'Y' that we should pay attention to."

The ability of painters is amazing, but not everything can be drawn. They can only draw beings that are weaker than themselves, and cannot draw beings that are stronger.

As for the criteria for defining a painter's strength, Xiang Slave didn't know, and Yu Su didn't say anything.

Even what a painter is, Xiangnu still has a little idea.

He only knows that 'painter' does not refer to just one person, it is also an organization of taskers, and it has a good reputation in the holy city. Many taskers are one of them, but they are not monsters, they just rely on some means to obtain of this ability.

Because Xiangnu never went out for a stroll in the holy city, and everyone in the dungeon was busy doing tasks, so Xiangnu's understanding of the existence of the holy city dungeon was very limited.

This made Xiangnu have some ideas. Maybe the way for the tasker to break through the shackles is not necessarily the only way to be assimilated by monsters, but the method of monster assimilation is the most convenient and fast.

Xiangnu wrote down the 'Y' in Yu Su's mouth, thinking of the 'X' in his sister's Doctor X, Xiangnu reasonably suspected that 'Y' was actually Yu Su himself.

As for those things... At present, Yu Su's identity is a tasker, and what the tasker uses to describe it should be a dungeon monster, right?

So, the so-called 'painter' organization is related to the dungeon monster? They are still looking for someone with the code name 'Y' in the apartment mission. He looks sneaky. Could it be that he has a grudge against the Yu Su sister and brother, and has bad intentions?

Could the 'painter' organization be the purpose of Yu Su's deliberate appearance in the dungeon? Xiangnu thought.

Over there, Yu Su had already explained to the woman the origin of Xiang Slave. The 'Painting Master' organization was indeed quite famous. It was guarded by the puppets produced by the painter, but there was no doubt about the identity of Xiang Slave.

At least not on the surface.

Yu Su was impatient and continued to talk nonsense with that woman. She glanced at Xiangnu, closed her mouth, and dragged him to a sofa to sit down with a cold face.

Seeing that Yu Su closed his eyes and rested, he knew that he could pretend to be his will and start activities.

Xiangnu looked around, walked to the lizardman, and asked, "How is the situation now, have you found the murderer?"

The lizardman was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Xiangnu, then turned to look at Yu Su who was sitting on the sofa.

Xiangnu said naturally: "Master is very tired after making me and needs to rest, so I will be the voice and will of the master to discuss with you."

The author has something to say:

Mr. Yu: If you don't like tentacles, just say it, I can leave it

Xiangnu (whispering bb): Why ask me, can I still say that I like it or not?

It's hard to just say no, it's hard to work hard and not say anything.