Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

The first person to find out was Jitori. There are windows on both sides of the sleeping room, even if the curtains are drawn, it does not prevent the shadow that blocks the moonlight from crazily creating a sense of presence.

He sleeps well, but it is difficult to fall asleep, especially in such a small village, when the moonlight is just right at night, he wants to enjoy the moonlit night even more.Wouldn't it be too wasteful for such a good night to just fall asleep?

So he saw the shadow covering the entire window, with an "oddly" long body, standing on the ground, but the shadow above his head was higher than the window, his hands were like some melted branches, and he could even hear those melted voices The sound of liquid "tick" falling to the ground.

The mood of admiring the moon is gone, so I can only have a good sleep.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a voice next to me.

Turning over, Lou Wei's eyes widened from a distance away from him, as if she was about to cry.Seeing him turn his head, his eyeballs turned upwards, indicating that the thing was on top of his head now.

Then he glanced down again, and saw that the door was only blocked by a cloth curtain.

She used to think that she was very courageous. She used to play horror games with her girlfriends, and she broadcast them live. Her best friend covered her eyes and complained, and listened to her cross talk by the way.

Now suddenly substituting into the entity, the atmosphere is instantly different.

In fact, there was only the one on top of her head, and it was nothing. She could even sing a section of B-BOX through the window. The most frightening thing was that when she lowered her head when she thought it was "this", there was another one at her feet.

Her position is next to the door, with a curtain at the bottom of her feet.

I tried my best to retract my legs into the quilt, and then froze, not daring to move.

Fortunately, she was not the only one who woke up. Sometimes it is very depressing to endure alone, but as long as there is one person who can "share the joys and sorrows", then it will become better than before.

Not one, but two.

Feeling the cool wind blowing from under his feet, Shao Gan opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered: "Why is it so cold?" Rubbing his eyes, he suddenly found that the people lying on both sides of him had their eyes open , as if looking at him.

This is the only one who was scared by my own people tonight.

Not knowing if it was a psychological effect, Lou Wei always felt that the thing at the door had shifted its gaze to Shao Gan.

Anyway, I'm already awake, so I don't do anything, I'm so sorry for the two voyeurs.

Zhi Niao didn't give Shao Gan a chance to speak again, put his index finger on his lips, straightened up and looked at him like this.Seeing Shao Gan in a trance, he didn't know what happened. Fortunately, it was Lou Wei who reminded him from the other side, so he realized that there were bad things on top of his head and soles of his feet.

I should have been afraid, but unfortunately the people around me did this, and those fears seemed to disappear.

His mind was filled with the person in front of him, and he could only hear the person slowly lower his head and ask him: "Your fingers are so stiff, do you want to relax?" The stunning color is more beautiful than the moonlight. I don't know the face of this person.

It seems that it is different from the handsome appearance in the daytime, and it is even more irritating.

"Do you want to try it? Although you have to pay."

"What fee?" He replied in a strange way. All the things in this dungeon add up, and they may not be more fascinating than a Zhiniao.

"Anything is fine, your points, currency, props or other things," the person on the body smiled silently, "otherwise we will divide into gears, you give me 10 points, 1000 points to me, you can switch to different gears service, okay?"

"I don't have any points." He was still a rookie, and he said it out of his mouth, but it was a little psychological resistance.

"Prepay, my points will be stored with you first." The more he talked, the more interesting it was, his fingers lightly scratched his palm, "Or give me all your points, now, in the future Yes, then I will give you the best service."

The more you speak, the closer the voice gets.

It is a sea monster that can confuse sailors with singing, and when it makes a sound, it can make people lose their way.

He almost said "yes" and was embarrassed to ask what the "best" implied.Out of reserve, I still took a step back: "One thousand, I will pay one thousand in advance."

"Okay." He is a top oiran, and it's just a trivial matter to relax the muscles of those with tense muscles. "Actually, it's useless even if you choose the last gear. I don't have any ointment here to protect the skin of the hands."

He stretched out Shao Gan's palm, starting from the fingertips, kneading upward inch by inch.

It is said that the ten fingers connect to the heart. This is the first time for Shao Gan to feel the exact experience. The tingling sensation starts from the fingertips and flows deep. Every place that has been touched will leave a slight soreness, followed by a comfortable feeling. , as if the flesh and blood were soaked in warm water.

He even wanted to ask the other party for a full-body service, instead of elsewhere, it would be best in a Japanese-style hot spring hotel, allowing himself to immerse his consciousness in the water and enjoy the other party's palms swimming on his body.

It was so comfortable that I didn't even notice myself making a slight sound.

Lou Wei didn't react when she heard it at first, but the more she sucked, the more she felt that the taste was wrong. This development was like a scene she hid in the audio cloud.

Compared with Shao Gan's voice, Zhiniao's voice is more charming. It is deep and gentle, and it deliberately lifts people up, making the listeners' heads relax.

Even though he knew the environment was wrong, he still couldn't help secretly enjoying it for a while.

Thinking of this, she raised her head anxiously, and suddenly found that the shadow on the window had changed: the pair of open dead branches closed at some point, and the figure seemed to bend down.

It didn't look like he was going to come in and arrest someone, but like...covering his face in embarrassment?

What, is it the type who likes to listen to corners?

What kind of persistent and persistent spirit is this that is unwilling to stop this prying heart until death?

Lou Wei didn't want to talk anymore, all those fantasies about "bringing blood, exchanging skills, accumulating younger brothers, and reaching the pinnacle of life" in her fantasy were shattered in an instant.

Subconsciously looked down again, fortunately, this is still there, and the movements are normal, there is no problem.

Reduced to finding approval with a ghost, Lou Wei felt that she was almost hopeless.But he didn't expect that the scariest thing was yet to come - Song Hang didn't fall asleep.

Zhiniao has high sleep conditions, while Song Hang has been trained by himself to sleep lightly, and will wake up at the slightest sign of trouble.

As early as when he felt Jidori turn over, he had already woken up, but he didn't open his eyes.The keen inspiration trained by senior players allowed him to feel that the "Qi" around him was not right without opening his eyes. It seemed that there were a few inhuman creatures who were spying on him.

He has already prepared the props. There are several very important engravings on the specially selected small dagger, which can deal with almost all kinds of monsters.

Although it is still a little weak compared to custom props, it is enough.

I was thinking of playing by ear, when a voice suddenly came from my ear.

When he said "points" or something, he listened to it for a while, and thought it was just his pet looking for fun, but he didn't expect that the subsequent development would become more and more wrong.

"Is it too painful? It doesn't matter. You can shout it out and tell me. There is no rule against shouting pain."

"I'll come bit by bit. There's no rush. This kind of thing should be done slowly."

Those words are getting more and more strange, no matter how you think about it, how strange it is!

Finally couldn't help turning around, opened his eyes and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Lou Wei couldn't help shaking when she heard the voice, she was too focused on the ghost at her feet, and it was inevitable that she would not respond to other information in time.Just like when I used to be obsessed with studying, a good friend patted myself from behind, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Then it suddenly occurred to her that she could hear her shouting so loudly, so that ghost wouldn't... squinting her eyes halfway, and took a closer look: it's okay, it's okay, it didn't move at the same place, so it wouldn't be as unscrupulous as the one on the window.

"As you can see, it's just to help him soothe the meridians of his hands." Zhidiao didn't stop at all, he was in the final stage, and he had to have a beginning and an end when doing things.Shao Gan woke up to how strange it was just now, as if all his senses had been taken away by the other party, and he couldn't control himself at all.

Speaking of which, he remembered that when he was shopping today, Zhidiao deposited the things with another person. Does it mean that the relationship between the two is unusual?

And apprehensive, and a little bit unwilling.

Just "a little," he promises.

Hearing the man's "caught rape" tone, Shao Gan felt that his aura was gone in an instant, and he sneaked a glance at the boss, who was more serious than the day, a little scary.

Is this the "oppression" of seniors?

It doesn't matter, one day, he can too.

Thinking of this, Song Hang said again: "Do you mean to anger me?" The treatment that the owner has not yet enjoyed, was actually given to someone else as a trade by the pet.

When I get angry, I don't care whether it's in my own territory or in the dungeon. It's a low-end book, so why should I care?

Lifting the quilt, hugging this person, and switching positions with himself: "The master is by your side, so you want to hook up with others?"

"Why, do you want to try it too?"

Song Hang raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied with this overly self-assertive pet.

"Sorry, you don't have enough favorability, so you can't turn on this function yet." He has also learned the system, since he wants to keep pets, he must abide by the Basic Law, and he doesn't even know how to "give gifts to gain favorability". Cannot trigger the double secret plot.

I don't mind my position either, lying on the eiderdown cushion is more comfortable than before, leaning on Song Hang as well: "You must learn how to get good impressions quickly, I know a lot of things, master can't do it without a chance to trigger it."

"Heh." Seeing him continue to add fuel to the fire, Song Hang wanted to laugh instead, "Do you know the story of Du Juan?"

"Ok?"

"It's a story from another country. Ask 'what if the cuckoo doesn't sing'." Song Hang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhiniao. He naturally knew that this person's choice must be to seduce him. gave three different answers."

"It's not a pity to kill; it's natural to lure; there's no need to wait for it."

"Which one do you think I am?"

Not wanting to be obstructed by anything, he forcibly used the silver chain and pulled it hard so that people could see the red flowing along the silver.

The ghost at the door smelled the fishy smell and left contentedly.

Lou Wei didn't dare to speak at all, she just felt that she had strayed into a big drama.

But Zhiniao didn't think much of it, his voice was a little hoarse, and he replied: "You are the first type." He only wanted to pursue a result, and he was a little patient, and if he couldn't achieve it, he would soon get bored.

"So, don't overdo it and bore me."

Shao Gan looked at the two, couldn't understand what they were saying, only knew that the person who was by his side just now was leaning against someone else in the blink of an eye.That other person even intentionally warned himself with his eyes.

A little bit, not reconciled.

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