Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

How to do!How to do!Could it be that my Oscar is going to be exploded today...

When he thought of that scene, he felt chills in his heart, how could a dignified man of eight feet endure such humiliation!

He was about to cry out for help, and wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked! !

Oscar was intoxicated by this delicate and warm touch.

He was pinned against the wall by the blade.

Oscar is naturally aware of the blade's strength, what can he resist?

He closed his eyes in despair.

He didn't expect Oscar to suffer such humiliation today!

……

"Huh? Why doesn't Daofeng ravage me? Could it be that his conscience has found out?"

Feeling that the sealed mouth could breathe again, and the pressure on his body disappeared, Oscar opened his peachy eyes with doubts.

Dao Feng looked at him lightly.

"Have you discovered your conscience?" Oscar asked cautiously.

Blade stretched out his hand, and under Oscar's vigilant gaze, wiped it on his clothes.

"What's the matter?" Oscar asked cautiously, he was ready to rush out at any time, and would execute it immediately if there was any movement of the blade!

Dao Feng said lightly: "Your saliva is on my hands, it's disgusting."

Oscar recalled the scene when he was about to call for help just now, when Dao Feng gagged his mouth with a smooth, delicate and warm hand.

It was a wonderful feeling.

He said coquettishly, "Aren't you all to blame?"

After Dao Feng wiped his hands, he poked Oscar's head and said, "Just kidding, you don't really expect anything with your delicate tone, do you?"

Old Oscar blushed, slapped Dao Feng's hand away and said, "I'm looking forward to it! I like girls!"

Dao Feng smiled noncommittally, and looked around the room.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Don't you just come to scare me and inspect me?"

Oscar curled his lips, he was completely relieved and at the same time felt a slight sense of loss.

Blade glanced at Oscar's pigsty, then shook his head, walked to the table and sat down.

Of course Oscar noticed his action, wanted to refute but obediently chose to keep his mouth shut after looking at the quilt.

It is indeed a little messy, um, just a little bit.

Dao Feng looked at him and said, "It's time to get down to business."

Oscar sat on the bed, and said lazily, "Tell me, why did you come to find me?"

Dao Feng smiled and shook his head: "No, what we are going to talk about next is why you came to me?"

Oscar was taken aback: "I'm looking for you?"

"Yes. When I returned to the dormitory, I found someone else's traces in front of the door. Based on the type and size of the shoes, the depth of the remaining traces, the distance of the steps and some special habits when walking, I speculate that it is very likely to be you. But The traces on the slate floor are too faint after all, it is inevitable that mistakes will be made, tell me if it is you, if it is not you, I will go back to take a bath."

Oscar looked at Blade, with the expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth was wide open.

"Are you still human? You can tell it's me?!"

Dao Feng said indifferently: "Don't be surprised, it's just a trick, let's get straight to the point, and tell me why you are looking for me?"

Oscar quickly sat up straight, straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked at Blade seriously.

"Yes, I do have something to ask of you."

Dao Feng leaned back against the seat, crossed his legs, smiled slightly, and said in a drawn-out tone: "I'm really exhausted this day, my shoulders are a little sore—"

Oscar immediately 'realized', he jumped off the bed, walked behind Dao Feng in three steps, and gently kneaded his shoulders.

"Brother Dao, do you think this strength is appropriate?" Oscar said courteously.

Daofeng said comfortably: "Put harder, yes, yes, this strength is very good."

"Slightly to the right."

"Brother Dao, is it here?"

"A little further on, um, this is it."

"Brother Dao, do you want to beat your leg?"

……

Daofeng looked at Oscar standing in front of him and said, "What do you need my help for?"

Oscar was a little hesitant when the matter came to an end, and he was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "I hope to learn swordsmanship from you."

Blade looked at him.

"Why do you have such an idea?"