Douluo: I am titled with eighteen rings, and I can slaughter gods with a gun!

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head, then smiled wryly, turned around and wanted to leave.

"If I have a marriage contract on me, it will implicate you."

There was no vitality in Zhu Zhuqing's tone, as if he was a dead person.

Her heart is dead!

The moment she jumped off the cliff, her heart died, or in other words, the Zhu Zhuqing who wanted to rely on Dai Mubai in the past was already dead.

The one who is alive now is Zhu Zhuqing who is trying hard to live, alone, without any care or dependence.

"A person who is not afraid of death, still has the mood to care about others? I saved your life again, you can't just repay your favor~"

Yang Qi'an followed behind Zhu Zhuqing, saying 'I saved your life', blatantly repaying his kindness.

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't resist Yang Qi'an's coercion, and compromised: "If I cause trouble for you, don't blame me."

What Yang Qi'an said touched Zhu Zhuqing's heart deeply, she is not even afraid of death, what else is she afraid of?

"That's right, warm the bed first tonight, and talk about the rest later!"

Yang Qi'an was serious, Zhu Zhuqing immediately took two steps back, staring at Yang Qi'an vigilantly: "It's not good to warm the bed!"

"Then give me a kiss first."

"How dare you! You, shameless!"

Zhu Zhuqing backed away vigilantly, and she came to her senses in an instant. This guy, who is trying to repay her kindness, is just greedy for her body, obscene!

But Yang Qi'an's blatant, naked pictures are something she can't hate.

Some things, to do it openly and without shyness, and to do it secretly will always give people two feelings.

Although they are doing the same thing, different people will leave different impressions when they do it.

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Then go up and dance again. I won't save you this time."

Yang Qi'an refused, and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened: "You, you, how could you be like this?"

"Why can't I do this? My life-saving grace, I don't want you to promise me with your body, I just need you to warm my bed a few times."

Yang Qi'an dragged Zhu Zhuqing and entangled him nonsense, just a few words made Zhu Zhuqing's face flush with anger, but he didn't know how to refute.

"That's good, let's make a deal."

In the end, Yang Qi'an made a compromise, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yang Qi'an angrily, and said: "How can I break it? I won't do that kind of thing."

"Just warming the bed, not being a maid! How about it? I've made a lot of concessions, right?"

Chapter 23 Forced to Warm the Bed

Zhu Zhuqing was about to collapse, she really had the urge to climb up the cliff and jump again.

But Zhu Zhuqing was [-]% sure that even if he really jumped again, Yang Qi'an would definitely save him.

Then he said shamelessly that he owed him two lives and that he had to warm the bed.

You can't make a promise with your body, it's appropriate to want to eat but not to wash the dishes.

"I don't, I don't, I don't! I wouldn't do that!"

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Yang Qi'an, this bastard really wanted to bite him to death!

"By the way, why did you come to Soto City? Shouldn't you be studying in some high-level soul master student now?"

Yang Qi'an suddenly changed the subject, and Zhu Zhuqing's expression suddenly dropped, this bastard, which pot does not open and which pot to carry.

"My pleasure!"

Zhu Zhuqing played petty temper, Yang Qi'an curled his lips, and then said: "What level of soul power do you have now?

How old are you? "

"Level 27, 11 and a half years old!"

"Eleven and a half? How did you grow up? So big?"

Yang Qi'an stared immediately with an exaggerated expression, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Yang Qi'an's contradictory words, but soon she realized it, her face was red and her ears were red, and her teeth were clenched.

"That's right, it must be a family inheritance. Your sister is even more exaggerated than you. Let alone one hand, she can't hold both hands."

Yang Qi'an was talking to himself, but Zhu Zhuqing who was slowly falling behind was gnashing his teeth, sharp blades popped out from his fingertips: "Bad guy, I'm going to kill you!"

"Damn it, you will repay your kindness with revenge!"

Yang Qi'an sideways dodged Zhu Zhuqing's blow, he was really unprepared, but Zhu Zhuqing's blow definitely didn't mean to kill him.

"If I kill you, I will commit suicide again. In my next life, I will repay your life-saving grace."

"No, no, I don't want the next life, I want this life. It doesn't matter if I can do it now, I can wait for you, three days? How about it?"

"Ahhh!!! Nether Spike!"

Zhu Zhuqing activated her soul skills, she knew that she was no match for Yang Qi'an, so she dared to make a bold move.

"Damn it, you're serious!"

Yang Qi'an was beaten and fled towards Suotuo City in a panic.

Zhu Zhuqing chased and beat her until her soul power was exhausted, but she still couldn't hurt Yang Qi'an at all.

On the contrary, when her soul power is exhausted, this is the real fall into the tiger's mouth.

"Hmph, Xiao Mian, let's warm up Grandpa's bed tonight."

Regardless of Zhu Zhuqing's struggle, Yang Qi'an carried her into the city, then opened the room, stripped her clothes...

"Go, wash me."

Yang Qi'an walked into the bathroom, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the clothes thrown into her arms, even smelly socks.

"Wash, I'll wash, I'll wash it for you!"

Holding a basin, Zhu Zhuqing viciously rubbed Yang Qi'an's clothes, venting his dissatisfaction.

After a while, Yang Qi'an came out wrapped in a bath towel, looked at the rubbed and rotten clothes: "If you are dissatisfied with me, then squeeze me dry, what are you doing with the clothes?"

"Rogue, dirty!"

Zhu Zhuqing glared at Yang Qi'an angrily, his face flushed.

Only one bath towel was left on Yang Qi'an's body, which was wrapped around his waist.

The upper body is exposed, revealing a perfect figure with a wide top and a narrow bottom, with distinct plates.

The strong masculinity made Zhu Zhuqing feel scared, she was really afraid that Yang Qi'an couldn't help but act like a beast.

Then she would definitely not be able to escape, and could only bear it passively.

"Shall I tell you a story?"

Yang Qi'an looked helplessly at the clothes that he could no longer want, and thought to himself that it was a good thing he prepared a few more pieces in his soul guide.

"You, tell me."

Telling a story is better than Yang Qi'an going crazy.

"A man and a woman in an ordinary relationship opened a room together for a special reason.

The woman said before going to bed, 'If you dare to touch me, you are a beast! '

Then the man didn't touch her all night.

The next day, the woman slapped the man early in the morning. "

"Tell me, why?"

Yang Qi'an had a smirk on his face, like a wretched sorghum.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned and thought about it, but she couldn't think of a reasonable explanation, so in the end she could only shake her head: "I don't know."

"The woman said, you are worse than a beast!"

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing retreated to the corner, she knew that this bastard would not tell her stories boringly.

Sure enough, after going around in a circle, he still came back.

"You, don't come here~"

Zhu Zhuqing was soon cornered by Yang Qi'an who was gradually approaching, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Yang Qi'an vigilantly.

Yang Qi'an and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, then approached slowly, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Zhu Zhuqing's chin.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately covered his mouth, this guy still wanted to take advantage of her.

"take away!"

Yang Qi'an stared, Zhu Zhuqing moved his hands.

Then, except for the mouth, the rest of the land is defenseless.

"I understand, I understand, you are...real~"

Yang Qi'an pinched the left side, then pinched the right side, and got a paw scratched on his face.

"Hey hey hey, it's too much!"

Yang Qi'an wiped his face, there was a little blood in the palm of his hand, it was bleeding, but the amount of blood was not much, the skin should be broken.

"You, don't touch me, otherwise, or I will be impolite."

Zhu Zhuqing opened his mouth nervously, his face was so red that he wanted to bleed.

"It's boring."

Yang Qi'an took a look at Zhu Zhuqing, then lay down on the bed, ignored her, and fell asleep wrapped in a blanket.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yang Qi'an, then at his own feelings, and stood in the corner with his mouth pursed.

After a long time, Yang Qi'an heard the sound of sleeping soundly, Zhu Zhuqing felt more and more uncomfortable.

"He, isn't he angry?"

"I shouldn't have scratched his face."