Male God Cultivation Manual

In this way, there is really no way to go to the hot springs. Although Fenghe thinks that he would rather go to the hot springs with the girl version of the bear, but this is an unexplainable problem. Can he still go to the hot springs with Not to mention, in fact, my real gender is a girl, so if you are a girl now, we can go to the hot spring together, if it is in a normal state, then forget it.

. . . what a horrible imagination.

Since there is no need to escape from the hot springs, Feng He is not at ease now to leave this abnormal state of Budu, so he will not go to the practice. It was originally an excuse to avoid the hot springs, so the two sat side by side on the porch to enjoy Snow.

When I went to Gudan Hot Spring to watch the swans in the morning, the sky cleared up for a while. Since I came back, the snow has not stopped. Although it has become much smaller now, it still keeps falling.

After sitting quietly for a while, Feng He turned his eyes from the snow scene back to the people around him, "Are you not used to this?" Although Bu Er said it was fine, he was still somewhat worried, after all, Bu Er was not like him, men and women I'm used to it, and there seems to be no sense of disobedience for any gender. From birth to now, Fuji Boy has never been a Fuji girl, although he looks really cute as a girl.

The girl with honey-colored hair turned her head when she heard the words, her crescent-like eyes were full of smiles, "No." He felt that it was very fresh, and after getting used to it for a while, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it, except that the clothes were a little too big. Fortunately, the clothes in winter are thick, so it doesn't matter.After a pause, Buer said again, "Tell me about China." He looked down at his white palm, "If I hadn't met it myself, I would have thought it would only happen in a story."

My florist has not yet reached this level of fantasies, and the blame of the system is about to be thrown to our country again.

yeah?No, in other words, in this world, flower growers are really unreal. Think about the running girls and pandas he saw when he returned to China. Maybe if he seriously inquires now, he will find out that there is such a famous The scenic spot, what drowning spring.

However, the pot planters of the system still don't recite it!

"No, it's not as unbelievable as you imagined," Feng He felt that he should give his motherland a name, even in such a world completely different from his own.After all, in his cognition, the motherland is still an ordinary and great country, "Before I received this gift, I never thought that there would be such a thing in the world." Just like before he received this task, he never I really think that people in the world die like lights out, and there is no longer any chance to start over.In fact, being able to sit here now, even if he occasionally complains about the unreliable system and difficult tasks, he really cherishes it.

As Feng He said, he turned his head and looked at Bu Er, although he was smiling gently and seemed not angry, but it was caused by himself, Feng He sighed slightly, "Sorry, I didn't expect the card to Falling out of the tennis bag will cause such consequences." Although it is true that everything can only be called a blunder, but the card is actually Feng He's own. In this kind of thing, he always has a kind of almost It should be one's own responsibility to be persistent and serious, and never evade it.

When apologizing, Fenghe habitually looks directly into other people's eyes, the blue eyes are so light that they are almost transparent, just looking at people so seriously, it is like the clearest spring water, reflecting the person being watched, and only reflecting The person being watched.

It is obviously a cold color, but because of a certain concentration, it has a gentle and cautious feeling.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, the truth that cannot lie, and a person with such eyes will never be indifferent.

Seeing such eyes, Buer was startled, then raised his lips and smiled, his smile was like a spring breeze blowing away the cold in the world of howling cold wind, "So is this a New Year's surprise?" He asked mischievously Sentence, without any sense of blame, like a child who opened a candy box. Although the taste of the candy may be different from what I thought, it is still full of surprises and expectations.

Bu Er's gentle smile is still so warm in the ice and snow of Hokkaido.

This kind of warmth made Fenghe involuntarily raise the corners of his lips slightly, a very shallow smile, as light as a ray of breeze, but it really interpreted the tenderness that was touched.

Without any bad colors, it's just a novel and surprising New Year's gift. Fuji Zhouzhu is really a gentle boy.

Of course, although Bu Er Tenderness is gentleness, it is not only gentleness. After seeing Feng He's smile, his gentle smile turned into some kind of weird elf that Feng He also felt a headache, "Feng, so you Laugh too."

Feng He's faint smile almost froze at the corner of his mouth, and he restrained his smile. He almost couldn't hold back and gave Bu Er a three-eyed stare, desperately maintaining his expressionless face, "Of course I can laugh." He then It's not facial nerve necrosis, it's just cold.To be honest, your future minister of Qingxue is the more terrifying and typical facial paralysis, the one who can drink dry juice without changing his face.

"Eh? But it's rare to see you smile," Fuji looked at him with a smile, "you still need to move your muscles more to maintain flexibility, otherwise it will be really stiff." He scratched his face with his fingers, Made a pulling motion.

"No." How could his facial muscles be stiff? He also has food and water, okay? As long as he moves, he will never be stiff.Besides, he only rarely smiles, not completely.

"Isn't it?" Bu Er tilted his head, teasing Feng He, "How about a smile?"

"..." That's why he hates being black-bellied. Now he has long been used to the character design of an indifferent young man, and he can laugh casually there.Of course, the smile must be natural, from the bottom of the heart, to be a smile, otherwise, if you force yourself to grin, you will probably die from laughing.

Wait, if you think about it this way, you can't just laugh as you want, maybe it's true that the muscles in his face are stiff as Fuji said.

Help, help, it's all annoying black belly, causing his thinking to slip into the abyss!

Seeing that Feng He didn't answer, Buer smiled and continued, "Feng?" Didn't it mean that there was no facial expression stiff, so just smile.I admit that I really want to see my friend who rarely smiles with a smile on his face, although...it seems a little impossible.

Feng He took a few glances at him, it was completely normal.

"Smile." Buer's brows and eyes were crooked as he was already smiling.

"I laughed." Feng He felt that he was speaking very honestly.

Fu Er couldn't help turning his head and laughing until his shoulders trembled. It was completely his usual indifferent expression, and it was so interesting to say that he laughed so confidently.

The hot spring hotel booked by Fenghe included dinner with seasonal ingredients. After confirming the evening meal time with the staying guests, the hotel service staff warmly brought the dinner outside the room on time.

After a polite reminder outside the house, the guest inside did not let Duan enter the house, but opened the door by himself.

Obasan, who delivered the food, picked up the plate and smiled politely, "Hello, this is the dinner you ordered." She was quite confident in her own food, so she spoke with confidence.

"Thank you." After thanking the blue-haired boy blocking the door, he took the food plate with both hands, "Just leave it to me."

Although the food delivery was not completed, of course we must fully respect the little habit of customers who don’t like other people entering the house, so Obasan who delivered the food passed the dinner over without any objection, "Please take it easy, wait a minute I'll come and clear the trays."

Feng He nodded, "Okay, thank you." The people who went outside closed the door politely, and then he turned back inside with the food plate.

At the small table that has been placed, a girl with honey-colored long hair smiled and watched Feng He's movements, "How does dinner look?"

"It's not bad." Feng He carefully held the plate. There were not many items on the plate, but there were many kinds of food. The various small dishes and bowls looked complicated, so they needed to be especially careful when carrying them.

Seeing Fenghe's movements, Bu Er stood up and wanted to give him a hand, so that the food could be safely placed on the table.

"No, I'll just do it." Seeing the slender girl opposite, Feng He almost subconsciously wanted to take care of her a little more, but she didn't dare to let Bu Er take over, so she put it down steadily.

The smile on the corner of Buer's mouth deepened, and sometimes I really felt a little strange. Mingmingfeng said that he was the only child in his family and had no younger siblings, but sometimes he felt that he was really good at taking care of others, just like a harmonious Like the eldest brother from a big family, it is only natural to take care of others.

It seems that since I met him, I seem to have been taken care of by him. Although it doesn't feel bad, I occasionally want to do more for this seemingly cold, but actually very gentle boy.

Feng He didn't think so much, he is still grateful for the wise decision just now, not to let Obasan who delivered the food into the house, otherwise, how would he explain it, when they came were two teenagers, but now it turned out to be A man and a woman.

You know, when checking in, both of them provided their documents, and now they have the same face, but they turned into girls.

Even if they wanted to bite the bullet and say they were twins, they would not be able to produce corresponding evidence.

Well, even if Obasan who delivered the food didn't know much about their check-in, but now the boys and girls come out to live in a room alone, he himself is fine, he always feels sorry for the current one, and he doesn't know what it is Not an illusion.

It can only be said that the travel that was originally for leisure has become another kind of thrilling.

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