I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

The conversation lasted for a long time, and by the time we returned to the residence arranged by Mekalos, it was almost evening.

Strangely, Daoer, Fanyin and Wuchang did not come out to greet them.

"Hasn't he come back yet?" Just as she was thinking this, Manjushage suddenly bumped into a figure head-on.

In a flash, she immediately grabbed Luo Shiqi's arm and dodged towards him, but because she was moving too fast, her center of gravity was unstable, her heels could not be kept, and she fell directly into Luo Shiqi's arms.

"Are you okay?" Luo Shiqi caught her steadily and asked with concern.

"Yeah." Manzhushahua felt shy for relying on Luo Shiqi subconsciously, but she couldn't help feeling relieved because he actually prevented her from falling.

This inexplicable emotion made Manzhu Shahua not know what to do for a moment. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she even forgot that if she did not take the initiative to keep a distance, Luo Shiqi would never move even if she was beaten to death.

She just leaned on Luo Shiqi's broad shoulders until someone's voice came from behind:

"Ms. Manjusaka, and Mr. Luo Shiqi?"

The moment she heard these words, Manzhu Shahua subconsciously pushed Luo Shiqi away. When she turned around, she found Catherine looking at her with a complicated expression.

"What do you want from me?" Adhering to the principle of striking first, Manjushage seized the opportunity and spoke first, trying to interrupt Catherine's thoughts and make her swallow back the words "Sorry to disturb your tryst."

"I followed the echo and came here, but I didn't even see his shadow." Catherine said dejectedly.

It seems that this operation was indeed successful. Catherine was immersed in sorrow and didn't notice the overly intimate behavior of the two people in front of her.

"You haven't given up yet." Manjushage just felt it was a pity for these two people who were obviously in love and perfectly matched in every way but could never meet.

"Let's put aside the talk of love. I just hope to meet Shengyin with the power of echo."

"Before that, let's find a way to meet him first."

There was some sincerity in what Catherine said, and Manjushage could feel it, but most of it was just an excuse to avoid the main point.

She couldn't wait to meet her old friends whom she hadn't seen for many years and the person she had always loved, but she couldn't see any of them. She was so depressed.

Just as Manjushage was thinking about how to comfort her, Katherina's eyes suddenly lit up and she said loudly with passion: "There is a smell of gossip."

Her excited gaze was clearly directed at the hotel where Manjushage and others were staying. After hearing what Catherine said, there was indeed a weird feeling inside.

Manjushage could clearly feel the presence of other people, and the door was open, so it didn't look like there was no one there.

Could it be that Fanyin and Daoer have been making a fuss all day and are too tired to move?

While she was thinking this, Catherine had already rushed in excitedly, and Manjushage immediately pulled Luo Shiqi to follow.

There was no one in the room except Fan Yin, Dao Er and the other two.

But for some reason, Fan Yin's hands were tied to the bed, with his head down and staring at the ground, Doyle was sitting beside him with a look of resentment on his face, and Wuchang was huddled in the corner, trembling.

"How is this going?"

After Manjushage asked, no one answered.

No, Wuchang should have wanted to say something, but after his eyes swept across Doyle for a moment, he curled up even tighter in the corner.

On the contrary, Fan Yin seemed to have touched a switch. Her whole body shuddered, and her fair face turned red, as if she was trying hard to swallow the words on her lips.

Seeing that none of them were going to say what had happened, Catherine walked to Fan Yin with curiosity on her face and released the magic of the revival of all things to read her memory.

You don’t know until you see it. Catherine was shocked. Her eyes widened and she almost blurted out, “White muscles, what a great body?”

At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by the bathtub in the corner that no one cared about.

It should have been an ordinary bathtub, with hot towels and spare clothes placed next to it. White hot steam kept rising up, and it was obvious that someone had taken a bath not long ago.

Manjushage participated in the making of every piece of clothing that Luo Shiqi wore and remembered it clearly. The change of clothes next to him was obviously not his.

The answer is already obvious, and Lycoris radiata's sharp eyes have already seen through everything.

After some thought, she slowly spoke out the answer that everyone had in mind: "Daoer, even if you want to take a bath with Fanyin, you can't force her. How about trying a gentler method? For example, seduction."

"This is totally wrong!"

"Ah, isn't that so?"

Manjushage's words made Doyle so angry that he jumped up and pointed at the tied-up Fan Yin, saying, "It's obviously this guy, she--"

"Could it be that Fan Yin didn't express any opinion after seeing Doyle's body? That won't do. This is very important to Doyle." Manjushage said to Fan Yin with a smile, looking like she was enjoying the fun.

"Really... is it really like this?" Fan Yin looked at Doyle with an inquiring look.

"I don't think so!" Doyle quickly defended himself, but his ears and pretty face turned red unconsciously.

"Anyway, it must be that Doyle didn't close the door when he was taking a shower, and Fanyin just came back and wanted to say hello, so he happened to see him. You are fully responsible for this matter. You have actually made the girl's heart restless. Look, Fanyin is still craving for your body." Manjushage said with a wicked smile.

"No...it's not like that..." Fan Yin wanted to try to refute Manjushage, but because every word she said was true, she didn't know how to defend herself.

That broad chest, tight and powerful abdomen, broad and strong back, and the smooth muscle lines all over the body. It was obvious that I just glanced at him subconsciously a few more times, but who would have thought that Doyle's sturdy figure would linger in my mind like this.

In fact, Fan Yin is not such a shallow-minded person.

But Doyle not only has a good figure, but also has a great appearance.

It might not be obvious when she is with handsome men and beautiful women like Manjusaka and Luo Shiqi.

But when his hair is wet, and fine water droplets flow on his charming profile and devilishly muscular body, sparkling under his fair skin, everyone will stare at him intently.

What’s even worse is that the angrier Doyle got, the deeper the impression of that scene became in Fan Yin’s mind, to the point where she would almost never forget it in her lifetime!

Fan Yin also wanted to say sorry to Doyle, but the key was that she was exhausted from trying to calm herself down and not have any dirty thoughts. She couldn't tell the difference between "sorry" and "want to touch him", so she had no choice but to keep silent.

But she was not good at hiding her expression. As soon as she thought of this, she immediately attracted Doyle's angry rebuke: "You must be thinking of something very rude, for example, this child's body can't arouse your sexual desire at all!"

"How could that be? It's better to say that my mind is now completely obsessed with your figure, to the point where I can't even look at you with clothes on..." Fan Yin's mind got hot, and he spoke out loud in a rapid-fire manner subconsciously.

When I thought of that erotic scene that seemed like a blessing from God, I couldn't help but shed tears with the corners of my mouth that kept rising.

"Really?"

"No."

When Doyle raised the question, Fan Yin instinctively wanted to deny it, but her body was out of control of her brain and she kept nodding.

"What exactly is it?" Doyle approached Fan Yin with dissatisfaction. His body, which had only been bathed in clean water, smelled inexplicably good, emitting an intoxicating psychedelic fragrance.

Seeing that Fan Yin was about to lose control, Manjushage fanned the flames: "Don't worry, as long as you honestly tell him what you think of Doyle's figure, he will happily forgive you."

Please don't add fuel to the fire at a time like this!

“No… yes…” His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t express what he wanted to say. Even if he was just lying to escape danger, thoughts like “this is a blasphemy to the most beautiful scenery on earth” would flash through his mind.

In great agony, Fan Yin finally shouted out her true thoughts: "I'm sorry, Doyle! I accidentally saw that scene, and I didn't mean to have that kind of thought about you, but you have a really good figure!"

"Oh, what a spirit..." Wuchang finally sat on the ground with his legs wide open and relaxed, with an expression as if he was watching a show.

Doyle remained silent despite such emotional confession. After a long while, he trembled and said, "Do you really think so?"

"!" Upon hearing this, Fan Yin raised her head suddenly, and for a moment she thought she had heard it wrong, because Doyle's tone sounded very happy!

There was an expression of secret joy on that handsome face.