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"This level is a bit troublesome..."

"Can't win?"

"I guess I'll call slowly. You go to eat first, and I'll call you after I finish the call."

Chang Mingluo sat cross-legged on the sofa opposite the monitor with the game controller in his hand, and focused on taking his little friend to the next game.After Jing Jing left, he returned to the power-saving mode when he was at home again. He was wearing a set of loose clothes similar to pajamas and pajamas. His dog was lying on his stomach under the sofa. With a layer of warm fur, the whole person looks gentle and harmless, not at all like the man-eating Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord in Pansi Cave.

Feng Zhen glanced at the refrigerator, took two more tomatoes, and planned to add another dish of egg soup for lunch. By the way, he thought about whether he and Chang Mingluo were in the same boat, or whether Chang Mingluo and himself became the same.

Tang Jing's expressionless face was too oppressive when she raised her airs, and Feng Zhen suddenly remembered that there was still a gap called experience value between himself and the spirits in this society.

He thought about it carefully, thinking that the last time he was such a worthless coward to someone, it seemed that Chang Mingluo invited him to dinner. In the ambiguous light and music, Chang Mingluo cut a steak and handed it over, saying that it tastes better with red wine ...If it weren't for today's Feng Zhen, I would have almost forgotten it. Among this group of imposing monsters, Chang Mingluo is actually the thousand-year-old monster sitting on the top throne.

"What are you thinking about?" Chang Mingluo held the game controller in one hand, took a box of French fries from the table next to him with the other hand, and pulled out one from it with his mouth in a smoking gesture.

Feng Zhen looked at him and blinked, and his eyes drifted to the position under his legs, "What's your dog's name?"

In the afternoon, Feng Zhen took a shower and saw Chang Mingluo sitting on the steps in front of the glass sliding door, raising his hand to pick up the plate and throwing it out without missing a second, and then put his hand down again, looking like he didn't want to consume any more energy.The Doberman pinscher ran in the yard without complaint, crossing the lawn again and again to bring back the Frisbee for him, and then patted his chin contentedly.

"What do you think about changing your name to Durant?" Feng Zhen walked up behind Chang Mingluo before he reached out again, shaking the frisbee in his hand. The frisbee was put back in Chang Mingluo's hand.

Chang Mingluo looked at him with raised eyebrows, nodded after a while, and said, "Oh."

He yelled "Doggy" to Dubin, and after he finished yelling this time, holding the Frisbee in his hand, he didn't move. Dubin ran away for two steps and then stopped, looking over with a dazed expression.Chang Mingluo yelled "Durant" again, and then threw the frisbee out again, this time the Doberman did not move.Chang Mingluo slapped Feng Zhen's waist standing next to him, pointed to the direction where the Frisbee flew out and said to him without raising his head, "Give me the Frisbee and pick it up, and when you come back, it will be on the dog's head." Take a shot."

Feng Zhen was stunned for a moment, before he could figure out what was wrong, he had already been pushed out by the stamina of that slap.When he brought the Frisbee back, he passed by the beautiful Doberman Pinscher, looked at those innocent eyes and felt guilty, patted the Doberman on the head and couldn't help rubbing it, muttering very Aggrieved, "Tell me, did I make him angry?"

The Doberman didn't answer him.

Feng Zhen handed the frisbee to Chang Mingluo, this time Chang Mingluo didn't even look at him, and threw the frisbee directly.

If so again and again, the dog has not been trained well, Feng Zhen himself has already been sweating under Chang Mingluo's instructions.He supported his knees to pant, and heard a deep voice calling him, "Feng Zhen."

Chang Mingluo's voice is lower than that of ordinary people, but because the usual lazy voice is inadvertently lightened, it doesn't sound so oppressive.Feng Zhen seldom heard Chang Mingluo calling his name in such a serious manner, and he was not used to hearing it at first, so he instinctively raised his head and responded, "Huh?"

Chang Mingluo threw the Frisbee far away this time, but he didn't let Feng Zhen run to get it.He raised his face, his eyes were calm and unwavering, but inexplicably people felt that there was a dark tide surging around him, and he felt a kind of coercion that had nowhere to escape.

"Can I say it now? What did Sister Jing tell you before? You are acting weird now."