My filial piety has gone bad

"This tastes better and is more nutritious, but it will make people weird, there is that..."

Xiao Ran asked:

"have what?"

Bingbing thought for a while and said:

"I have that urge to have a baby, Master, am I right?"

"puff--"

Ling Zhouyue was listening with her face turned sideways, and sprayed a sip of sake on Bingbing's body, which made her blushed and her body was transparent, which made her look extraordinarily irritating.

However, after all, it is the puppet after all the stimulation, and Xiao Ran only has the master in his heart.

Ling Zhouyue was very curious, she reached out and touched Bingbing's drenched chest, then touched her own...

His sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, Xue's jaw was tilted, and his mind was full of doubts.

"Why is the puppet softer than mine?"

Xiao Ran also frowned and said:

"I don't believe it unless you let me touch it."

Ling Zhouyue curled her lips and continued to drink and look at the paintings, even though he didn't have the guts.

Xiao Ran touched Bingbing from the air.

Bingbing was taken aback, probably because the system didn't preset this kind of response to stroking in the air, so she was stunned for a long time before shouting:

"Indecent—"

Xiao Ran stopped.

Bingbing's body is really soft.

This is a setting, deliberately set to be slightly softer than humans.

No matter how soft the master is, it can't compare to the programming.

Just like Jack Ma, no matter how rich he is, he can't beat the keyboard man typing zero on the keyboard.

Xiao Ran nodded.

"It's very soft."

Ling Zhouyue stared at him, proudly said:

"Whether it's soft or not is a comparison."

Xiao Ran grabbed it from the air, but his hand stopped in the air and did not dare to move.

After all, he didn't want to go to the sky naked again.

sidewalk:

"I've touched yours before, and it's nothing special."

"Ok?"

Ling Zhouyue's sword eyes turned cold, and the peach petals all over the sky split into two.

Xiao Ran hurriedly explained:

"Master, you made a mistake. Didn't I say it before? In my hometown, being mediocre is a compliment, which means: Master, you are awesome!"

Only then did Ling Zhouyue stretch her eyebrows, and continued to look down at the picture book, casually saying:

"Sweet mouth is good after all."

Xiao Ran followed suit.

"I see."

Ling Zhouyue turned around for a long time, covered her books and drank, and seemed to have something to say:

"Xiao Yan finally married Yun Yun... But how to deal with so many female supporting roles?"

Xiao Ran hurriedly said:

"Of course the female supporting roles go back to their respective homes, and each finds their own mothers. Xiao Yan will always only have his teacher in his heart... Yun Yun is a woman, how can she pretend to be a female supporting role?"

Ling Zhouyue shook her head and sighed:

"This is what you call extravagance and waste. It's a pity that the female supporting role who spent so much time in painting will end up alone like this."

How could Xiao Ran be easily fooled by sending propositions.

"I can't help it. Who told us that this is a work with a single heroine? It's just to be so sweet that people don't pay for their lives. If we accept a female supporting role, won't our feelings for the heroine deteriorate?"

Ling Zhouyue felt that he would be wrong.

"You have to use your brain and change your thinking. Why do you let the male protagonist accept the female supporting role? If you let the female protagonist accept the female supporting role, won't you have a happy family?"

Good guy!

My wife's wife is also my wife?

Xiao Ran was stunned, it reminded him of some scandalous news in his previous life.

What about a certain man who married a lesbian wife, but the lesbian wife often brought back a female companion, and then they had a happy threesome.

Really yours!

You are really a clear stream among harem lovers, and a mudslide among single heroine hobbies.

Harem readers and single female readers eat at both ends.

This comic is on fire!

The question is, is Master implying something?

If this is the case, the master earns blood, and he doesn't seem to be losing money.

I'm afraid my waist can't bear it.

"I'll try my best to draw."