Kuaishou's Dog Legs Counterattack

Zhang Can looked at Xuanyuan Mo suspiciously, "Really?"

Xuanyuan Mo was fine just now, but when he heard his words, he said with embarrassment, "Speak well."

Zhang Can didn't understand, but didn't dare to refute, so he just lowered his head and muttered, "I see."

You know what a fart, "Okay, go back to your room and sleep."

Zhang Can still lowered his head, his whole body exuded deep sadness, and his voice was low, "I forgot the way back."

In the night, Zhang Can's jade-white face was particularly obvious, it was covered with white after a long time of not seeing the sun.

Xuanyuan Mo frowned, he thought of those days too many times today, he actually didn't want to recall those not so good memories, "Zhang Can, we haven't slept together for a long time, let's go, go to my place .”

Xuanyuan Mo hugged Zhang Can's shoulders intimately, and took him to his room. He remembered that the last time they slept together was three years ago, and it was the last trial. The two of them were cold and hungry, huddled together In the corner, hugging each other tightly and warming each other, that is not a warm memory.

Xuanyuan Mo's room is just like his own, with a flirtatious and passionate style, red base black bordered with golden dark lines, it is truly the room of the leader of the Demon Cult.

After Xuanyuan Mo came back, he went directly to the cubicle to take a shower. When he came out of the shower, Zhang Can was still sitting on the couch timidly, looking like a newlywed daughter-in-law.

Once this person has an idea, the idea will become bigger and bigger, making people uncontrollable. This thing is called a brain hole.

Once Zhang Can was compared to a little daughter-in-law, Xuanyuan Mo looked at him with colored glasses, "Why don't you come to bed."

Zhang Can's fair face was stained with a blush, "I...I think...this is not good."

This is embarrassing, "What's wrong, we were like this before you lost your memory, we often sleep together."

You go to the grave to burn newspapers and fool you ghosts!

"Then I'll take a shower..."

Xuanyuanmo was lying on the bed listening to the sound of splashing water in the cubicle, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he had nothing wrong with it, he just felt it was noisy, he hadn't shared the bed with someone for a long time, and he wasn't used to it.

Zhang Can walked out of the shower wearing a white translucent underwear with loose hair. The moisture all over his body was hazy and fresh. He sat on the bench not far from the bed, and Xuanyuan Mo who was lying on the bed could smell it. The faint scent on his body, "Why don't you come up?"

Zhang Can touched his wet hair, long hair is not good, "I will sleep when my hair is dry."

Xuanyuan Mo looked at Zhang Can's eyes changed again, this is a silly daughter-in-law, he patted the bed, "Come here."

Zhang Can sat down obediently.

"Turn your back on me."

Zhang Can turned around obediently.

A warm breath instantly surrounded him. Is this... using internal force to dry his hair again?

"It's so comfortable." Zhang Can's voice was soft and lazy, like a kitten basking in the sun, making Xuanyuan Mo's heart itch.

If he wakes up, it must be something special.

[Ding, Xuanyuan Mo's favorability degree is 5, and the current favorability degree is 75. ]

Xuanyuan Mo brushed Zhang Can's hair away, his clothes were wet, Xuanyuan Mo put his fingers on his back, trying to dry his clothes, but Zhang Can suddenly struggled, "Ah, it's so itchy~"

Xuanyuan Mo was stunned, the itchy flesh on his back, "Don't move around, I'll dry your clothes."

His fingers gently slid on Zhang Can's back, making Zhang Can itch, "Ah... hurry up... it's so itchy."

Zhang Can's almost groaning voice made Xuanyuan Mo a little distracted. He touched the clothes that could be dried quickly for a quarter of an hour, "My internal strength is not endless."

Tears welled up from the corners of Zhang Can's eyes. He lay powerlessly on the bed, his wet eyes stared at Xuanyuan Mo with complaints, his originally fierce tone changed because of his lack of strength, as if he was acting like a spoiled child, "Ah ...you won't be so itchy if you push harder..."

[Ding, Xuanyuan Mo's favorability degree is 5, and the current favorability degree is 80. ]

Xuanyuan Mo's lower body reacted uncontrollably, he pulled the quilt to cover his body in a panic, but he didn't know that his red earlobes had exposed him, and he pretended to be serious, "Okay, go to sleep."

Zhang Can lay down obediently. The bed was so big that at least one more person could sleep between them.

Even so, Xuanyuan Mo still felt that it was too close.

When he was the young master of the Demon Cult, when he took office as the leader, he stuffed countless youthful or sophisticated men and women onto his bed, fearing that one day he would be seduced by beauty, lose his mind like a young boy, and fall for someone else the way.

He Xuanyuan Mo has never seen such a stunning beauty. He has always been confident in his lower body, and he will not be active when he should not be active, but he did not expect to be in Zhang Can's place.

Xuanyuan Mo put the quilt over his head, forcing himself not to hear or see or hear.

However, Zhang Can fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. He slept soundly. Xuanyuan Mo, who had sensitive facial features, even heard his long and rhythmic breathing. Slept well.

Zhang Can thought that the task would go on smoothly, maybe he could complete the task in three to five days, but he never expected that Xuanyuan Mo would avoid him after that night.

Zhang Can was riding on the big tree in the yard, and a ray of sunlight fell on his eyes through the layers of leaves, which was not too dazzling, which shows that the weather today is indeed quite good.

But Zhang Can's mood is not beautiful.

He hadn't seen Xuanyuan Mo for three days, not even Lin Qiubai. He wandered around the yard every day, but the npcs seemed to have disappeared, how could the task be completed without npcs.

Zhang Can sighed, it's fine if he doesn't complete the task, but give him some work, the hall master or something, it must be fun to give orders, but Xuanyuan Moren didn't show up, but the order came.

"Master Zhang has not recovered from his serious illness, so he can rest for a few days."

This is what you let me recuperate. Zhang Can has completely lived the life of a bear child, climbing trees to dig out bird nests, getting tadpoles in the river, and experiencing a unique childhood.

Zhang Can thought that someone would come out to stop it, after all, in the Devil's Cult, children over the age of three have started to practice martial arts and study.

When someone stops him, he can take advantage of the situation and ask for a job, and then he can naturally "recover his memory".

But he never thought that the culprit who didn't let him go down the steps was Xuanyuan Mo.

"Master Zhang, Hall Master Zhang is like a young child these days, he... balabalabala! He has never done these things before!"

Xuanyuan Mo stroked his fingers lightly, and smiled slightly, "You also said that he has never done these things, so there is nothing wrong with letting him try it, and it will be fine when his memory recovers."

The old man in black kneeling on the ground looked at Xuanyuan Mo again with a worried face, "Master, you have too many things in your hands, and Master Zhang doesn't know when he will be able to recover, why don't you find someone who is smart to help you share it? A very good candidate..."

The words of the old man in black were interrupted by Xuanyuan Mo's laughter. Xuanyuan Mo laughed creepily, "Hehehehe, do you know Xueshatang?"

A drop of sweat dripped from the old man's forehead, "Naturally, I know that any one of Xueshatang can be defeated by one enemy in the rivers and lakes, and their lives are in the hands of the Demon Cult."

"Then do you know who the people in the Blood Demon Hall listen to?"

"Of course I listen to the leader."

Xuanyuan Mo shook his head, "They listened to Zhang Can. If Zhang Can stays, they will stay. If Zhang Can dies, they will die. Their lives are actually in Zhang Can's hands."

The old man's legs began to tremble, "Master, the Blood Fiend Hall is the sharpest sword in our Demon Cult, how can..."

Xuanyuan Mo smiled again, different from before, this time there was a little warmth in his smile, "So Zhang Can is in charge of the Blood Demon Hall, not you."

The old man instantly collapsed on the ground, "Teach... the leader..."

"Kill him." Xuanyuan Mo's thin lips parted lightly, and before the old man in black could howl, his head was separated from his body.

Looking at the red carpet on the ground, Xuanyuan Mo was slightly lost in thought. He remembered that the stall was not of this color...

"Master! The meal is ready! Come and eat!" Xiaoling happily placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table. She felt that this day was so beautiful. She and the host were like a couple, but it was a pity that they were not together at night...

Xiaoling's face felt hot.

Zhang Can flew down from the tree and landed lightly on the ground. He also learned Xuanyuan Mo's move.

"Master, your martial arts seem to have improved a lot in the past two days, and there was a "bang" when you fell to the ground the day before yesterday."

Zhang Can took a mouthful of the fish and put it in his mouth to taste it. He caught it in the river today, and it was fresh. "It seems a bit bland."

Xiaoling smiled sheepishly, "I've used up the salt, I'm too lazy to get it, it's too far away..."

"I'll finish eating in a while. I'll pick it up for you. I just happen to be free." Zhang Can stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, his cheeks swollen.

Xiaoling pouted her chin and watched him eat. She heard the old man in the church say that most people who eat like this are blessed.

Xiaoling's green eyes made Zhang Can's skin crawl, what should he do, this girl likes the original owner so much...

Zhang Can wanted to hold Xiaoling's hand very much now, and said to her with tears in his eyes, "We can be brothers if we can't be husband and wife, or we can be best friends if we can't be best friends."

After dinner, Zhang Can hurriedly went to get the salt. It’s no wonder Xiaoling didn’t want to go. It’s quite far away. There is a warehouse at the gate, where all the things sent down the mountain are. Send them to various yards, and if they are not enough, they will be picked up by maids. It is the first time people in Daku have seen a character like Zhang Can.

Xuanyuan Mo followed him to Daku, watching him look down the mountain yearningly with a bag of salt.

Thinking about it carefully, he seems to have never left since he joined the Demon Cult...