The completion rate of the host next door of Kuai Chuan is always rising

The man who called himself Mo Lan straightened up, and after a while brought a moon-white gown.

Lu Xiangcheng was taken aback, and looked at his body, only to find that he was only wrapped in a thin blanket.

In fact, this is also normal. Who is still wearing clothes when he first transformed into a form? He must be naked, but why does he feel that there is something wrong...

"Maintain the personality."

As soon as the system reminded him, Mo Lan flattened the gown with a calm expression, and walked around behind him.

Is this to dress yourself?

The more Lu Xiangcheng thought about it, the more he felt that there was nothing wrong.

How could a monster who just turned into a shape know that he was wearing clothes!

He suddenly remembered another thing——

So, when this blanket is wrapped, my state should be...

Not an inch.

"Don't be afraid."

A soft male voice brought Lu Xiangcheng back to reality.

It was obviously a peaceful voice, but Mo Lan's breath sprayed against his ears, like a feather gently sweeping over the pinnae, causing a tingling itch.

Mo Lan laughed dumbfoundedly behind him.

He stretched out his hand to loosen the extremely tightly wrapped blanket a little bit, his fingertips slid across his smooth and round shoulders, all the way to the collarbone, and finally stopped on his chest, and with a flick of his hand, he completely unfolded the blanket .

His movements are like treating a newborn baby, gentle and meticulous.

Lu Xiangcheng knew that his ears were red, but he couldn't control it at all, and had to deal with the system in his brain chatting with him.

"Hey Lu Xiangcheng, I found that your ears were also prone to redness in the last world, so your ears are your sensitive point?"

"...Is this related to the mission content! If not, don't ask!"

"I'm diverting your attention. Don't feel like he's changing your clothes for a while. You first..."

"To shut up!"

Mo Lan had already walked around in front of him, squatted down, and tied his belt intently.

Lu Xiangcheng tried his best not to look at the person whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhanping, but the corner of the person's mouth was always raised, and when his eyes fell on his tense instep due to nervousness, his smile was even more hidden. Can't live.

Mo Lan quickly put on a whole set of clothes for him, but didn't put on shoes for him, but...

He hugged his whole body horizontally.

What does it feel like to be short-circuited?

It is when you complete the task with the idea of ​​dying bravely, but in the end, the person you tried your best to get close to is hugged in your arms and combed your hair.

He also bears a resemblance to someone with whom you have a delicate relationship.

Although I know that if my feet step on the ground now, it will definitely hurt like a knife is cutting on them, but just being hugged like this...

It was too sudden!

Isn't this man a river god?

Doesn't the River God have a wife?

Does his wife know that he is so bohemian!

Lu Xiangcheng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Unless... this person is not the river god.

The mirror beside them, which was as flat as the surface of water, reflected the figures of the two of them. Before Lu Xiangcheng had time to think about the question just now, he turned his head and saw that he froze in Mo Lan's arms.

The person in the mirror has disheveled hair, eyes like a newborn deer, black and bright with a bit of water, and thick eyelashes drooping, looking very cute.

But apart from this kind of pitiful ignorance, Lu Xiangcheng dared to say that he and this little carp looked exactly like each other after they transformed.

Especially these clear and moist deer eyes.

... The problem is that at first glance, the two of them in the mirror seem to be a good match.

Lu Xiangcheng hurriedly turned his head, unexpectedly, Mo Lan turned around and put him on the stool, while standing behind him to tie his hair.

Facing the mirror.

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Mo Lan obviously didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he was hiding on the stool a little restless, she reached out and patted his waist lightly: "Don't make trouble."

Lu Xiangcheng's body froze, and he didn't dare to move anymore as if he had been acupunctured.

The system seems to have discovered a new continent: "Are you still ticklish?"

"...I said don't ask questions that have nothing to do with the mission!"

Although Mo Lan didn't do anything excessive, this feeling of powerlessness that no matter what she did could be stabbed to the death point firmly, was so familiar that it made people almost exasperated.

It took the system a while to say quietly, "You've thought about Zhanpingyi again."

"you shut up."

Mo Lan always had a peaceful smile on her face. After finishing her hair, she hugged Lu Xiangcheng to rest on the recliner, turned around and left the room. When she reached the door, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's fun to tease him? Zhan Pingyi, why didn't I find you so childish before?"

Zhan Pingyi didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in the mechanical voice, leaned against the wall, completely lost the fairy spirit just now, and replied with a smile: "It's quite interesting."

"At first I just thought that failing his transformation is the only way for you to find him. After all, there are so many elves that transform every day, and you only get the preferential reminder that he is a fairy who is about to transform. You want to find him It's like finding a needle in a haystack." The system said, "I didn't expect that such a setting could be played by you."

"I'm not willing to let his feet hurt, is there a problem?"

"No problem, just hold him in your arms all day long." The system couldn't do anything about him, "What are you going to do next?"

"Take him into the street." Zhan Pingyi turned and entered the room, "Anyway, as long as I want, no one can see him."

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The streets are bustling.

Lu Xiangcheng wrapped his arms around Mo Lan's neck, and was held in his arms with one hand, walking through the noisy crowd.

Although she doesn't know who Mo Lan is and where she is going to take herself, she doesn't seem to know what to do next if she leaves forcibly. Mo Lan also seems to have the ability to control water. Since the time is not very tight, the road to Cheng Simply followed him away.

Before going out, he tapped Lu Xiangcheng's forehead with his finger. Lu Xiangcheng didn't notice any changes at first, but when he got closer to the countryside, he realized that both his and Mo Lan's figures were covered by a layer of something that seemed to be different. Ruowu's water waves disappeared.

Mo Lan led him all the way forward, and finally came to the nearest market.

In the memory of the original owner, this is also the hardest-hit area after the "river god" got angry. The beauty of the past no longer exists, and the doors of every house are closed. They are afraid that the people affected by the disaster in the countryside will flood into the city, and they are also afraid that their children will become sacrifices to the river god. The sacrifices quickly became depressed.

But now there is an endless stream of merchants in the wineries and teahouses on the street, the pawnshops of the inn greet and send them off, and there are old bustards holding handkerchiefs in the red-light district on the back of the street to attract passing guests.Children on street corners gather together to spin tops and roll hoops, chasing and playing carefreely. Some children climb into other people's courtyard walls to pick one or two crisp jujubes and fresh peaches.

Full of vigor and vitality.

Lu Xiangcheng suddenly felt a little emotional.

The carp spirit who has never gone ashore but insists on guarding a pure land, this is probably the scene he most wants to see in his long but ordinary life.

"You've never been here before." Mo Lan's voice interrupted his thoughts.

This sentence is also true, Lu Xiangcheng just wanted to agree, but he didn't expect that after being a fish for too long, some aspects of his conditioned reflex had quietly changed.

He raised his toes and swung his legs like a fish tail slapping water.

Mo Lan seemed amused by him, she put her free hand on his chin while smiling, and led him to nod slightly.

"It is willing."

Then he shook his head again.

"It's not willing."

"As long as you know these two points, even if you can't speak, you can live a good life by my side."

Lu Xiangcheng suddenly felt that he really seemed to be a little carp cruising up from the bottom of the river, unexpectedly bumped into a world completely unfamiliar to him, and was led forward by Mo Lan.

Lu Xiangcheng really wanted to ask him why, but he couldn't speak, so he could only look up at Mo Lan.

Mo Lan just happened to look down at him too.

Eyes met.

Looking through those increasingly familiar eyes, Lu Xiangcheng seemed to see something hidden in them.

More and more familiar, more and more... ready to come out.

"The completion rate of the host next door is increasing again." The system sighed after a while, and tapped, "Be careful."

Only then did he react, and his attention shifted to the scenery and crowd around him.

Sure enough, something is not normal.

Obviously the street is still the same street, but there is a faint evil spirit permeating into the water waves outlined by Mo Lan.