I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 72 Wuwu Never Wants To Be My Sister’s Cub 72
"Ding! The villain's satisfaction level +5%, the current total value is 90%!"

"what?"

Bai Luo regained consciousness a little after hearing the prompt.

She said to the system: "During the five months of time acceleration, his satisfaction has not increased much, why is he suddenly satisfied now?"

System: "You answered wrongly, he is deceiving himself."

Bai Luo didn't quite understand, "Why did I answer the wrong question?"

System: "The host doesn't understand what the little villain is expressing."

"?" Bai Luo quietly opened her eyes, looking at the young man who covered her with the quilt and then turned away, "Isn't he afraid of losing my mother's love, so he feels insecure?"

System: ".This is the most stupid host I have ever brought."

teahouse.

There is a purple sand pot on the table of the Eight Immortals, and a wisp of smoke soaked in the fragrance of tea rises from the spout of the pot.

The storyteller was moistening his throat when he suddenly saw the boy who usually sat alone in the corner coming.

The boy's gray fur and black hair were stained by the wind and snow, and his thin red lips made him look a little strange.

The white skirt fluttered with the wind, rolling up a field of jade sand, and a jade-carved bunny hung on the ring around his waist, making a squeaky sound.

"Tell me a story." The boy sat down in front of the storyteller with a cool tone.

The storyteller thought he was good-looking and a frequent visitor to the teahouse, so he couldn't help being kind to him, "What story?"

The young man raised his eyelashes and said with a smile on his lips: "You talk about human beings' idiots and resentment all day long, it's boring."

"." The storyteller was stunned, and took back the folding fan on the table. He didn't want to argue with him, but he still couldn't help asking: "Then what interesting story do you say?"

"Man and demon fall in love."

"."

The boy's eyes were clear, his cold brows melted like snow in an instant, and he was extremely serious about every word.

The storyteller stared wide-eyed, thinking he was crazy.

But the boy stared at him, and there seemed to be a strange force in his pupils that attracted him, making it impossible for him to escape.

He was stunned as if he had lost his mind, and said dully: "I said. But I don't know how to write stories about love between a ladyboy."

The young man narrowed his long eyes slightly, and behind him was a faint mist that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and he frowned slightly and said:

"Give me the pen, and I'll write."

"Okay, as long as you are happy."

dusk.

The sky was dark and red.

There are several books stacked on the table, and a [white candle] is lit.

The young man sat in front of the case.

A gust of wind and snow blew in outside the window, and fell on his unusual face, with a few jade chips stained on his slender eyelashes.

In the eyes of the girl, this is a picture of a white tassel as light as dust, like a fairy but not a fairy.

"Qianzhao, why do you want to know how to read?" Bai Luo couldn't help asking, leaning her little head towards her.

The boy raised his eyelashes and glanced at her, then held the scroll and turned his back to her, "Sister, don't ask too many questions."

Bailuo: ".qaq!"

You are the one who is about to become a big villain, how can you study hard without thinking about harming the world? !
Bai Luo tried to stop him, and kept talking to him by his side, but the obedient Zai Zai suddenly rebelled.

"Sister, don't disturb my reading."

"?"

She was afraid that annoying the little villain would affect the satisfaction she had accumulated so hard, so she had no choice but to give up.

Counting the time, the day when he should go to the Demon Realm is not far away, and I hope that he can put his mind on harming the common people in the future.

a few days later.

It's snowing late.

"Sister, would you like to go to listen to the book with me?" The tall young man stood in front of the window, with a thicker white fur over his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)