The Missionary of the Second Dimension

In fact, Joan of Arc was not lying, their resistance to the wine of the gods had indeed increased.

After all, it was not much different from drinking one drink before getting drunk, but now drinking two drinks before getting drunk.

Therefore, after a burst of "ton, ton, ton" sounds, the originally quiet dinner party has turned into a drunkard's meeting.

"Same...comrade, vodka..."

Black Joan lay on Zhai Nan's body with blushing cheeks, her eyes blurred. If he hadn't stretched out his hands to support the girl's body, she would have been lying on the ground and rolling.

"Where are you from, Maomei? And this is the wine of the gods, not vodka..."

In fact, sometimes Zhai Nan is very envious of them being able to drink like this.

In the past, he didn't drink well, and coupled with mental problems, he didn't get drunk a few times.

Up to now, his strength and body have grown a lot. Ordinary alcohol has no effect on him. Even the wine of the gods can only make him slightly drunk, and will not become dead drunk.

"You guys should have a good sleep tonight."

Zhai Nan hugged Joan of Arc in 050's arms first, and then sent her into the bathroom.

Then came the second, the third... until the end, he sent all the drunk girls to the remodeled bathroom.

"It always feels like I'm becoming a nanny now."

Zhai Nan poked her waist to confirm the situation in front of her. Some of the little girls with the worst alcohol tolerance had already fallen asleep, and the consciousness of Qi Sarah was also very blurred, and she couldn't stand still.

"In short, give them a wipe first."

Here, I have to say that the wine quality of some girls is quite poor.

If it wasn't for Zhai Nan's stop, I'm afraid that some two little lolis who can't deal with each other might fight in their original form.

"Start with the nearest."

After thinking so much, Zhai Nan put on an apron for herself, then stretched out her hands and took off the clothes of Hei Joan who was sleeping.

The two hands had memorized the girl's body, and soon turned Joan of Arc into a naked little white sheep.

Then there was the second, the third... Waiting until he had stripped all the girls naked and wiped the sweat from his brow that wasn't even there.

You thought that there would be a popular storyline happening next.

That's a big mistake, what Zhai Nan has to do is to take a bath for these girls who don't listen to persuasion.

"Girls used to give me chest pushes, but now that I'm here, the feeling is different."

After putting down the hot water, Zhai Nan smeared the white shower gel all over Joan of Arc's body, then stretched out his hand to wipe it off.

.....................

At this time, Black Joan still showed no sign of waking up.

Seeing this, Zhai Nan couldn't help having a bad idea.

He divided the shower gel in the bottle several times and dripped it on Joan of Arc's face, and then placed her two hands on both sides of her head, and made a scissors-hands pose.

"It's just a pity that I can't open my eyes. Forget it, let's take a picture first and then talk about it."

Zhai Nan looked at Joan of Arc who had her eyes closed, with white stains on her face, and who was gesturing towards herself with scissors hands, with an unstoppable smile on her face.

Then I took out the dedicated Canon camera and there was a burst of "cracking".

After playing for about ten minutes, Zhai Nan finally stopped pressing the shutter, and looked at the pictures saved in the camera.

Except for some daily life photos in the gallery, all the rest are "artistic photos" specially taken by Zhai Nan for Joan of Arc.

There are her with her tongue half sticking out, her with scissors hands, and a group photo deliberately made by Zhai Nan.

"If (bgcb) finds these photos in the future, she will definitely kill me." Zhai Nan thought about the situation that she might be discovered in the future after reading it happily.

So in order to prevent that day from coming, Zhai Nan set a heavy password and protection lock for this gallery, and hid the folder.

After finishing everything, he put the camera back, wiped off the shower gel on Joan of Arc's face, then put on new underwear for her with great effort, and put them in the room.

Then, Zhai Nan did the same and made his next harem.

In this way, the time continued until midnight.

Because Zhai Nan didn't use his divine power to dissipate the alcohol in their bodies this time, so under the influence of the divine wine, they slept for a whole day before waking up one after another.

Everyone is well aware of the clothes that have been replaced, and by this time, they have almost acquiesced in their relationship with each other.

Therefore, after waking up, it was the same as usual, each performing its own work.

On the contrary, the three fallen angels headed by Lei Nalei, after carefully inspecting their underside, went to Zhai Nan and complained bluntly, "Why didn't you take that opportunity to fuck them?"

In this regard, Zhai Nan said honestly but implicitly: next time it will be fine.

.........

Here, the peaceful days passed away again, and the moment before leaving came again.

"I should have told you all yesterday, this time I don't intend to bring anyone there."

On a sunny day, golden sunlight shone in through the blinds, forming one spot after another on the ground.

At this moment, Zhai Nan was saying parting words and some instructions before leaving to the girls around him.