[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

The road to fight is still narrow, except for the voice of the fat man scolding Wu Liao's [-]th generation ancestors and Brother Zhu, there is silence.

Poker-Face and I didn't actually stay there for long. When we went out, the camp was being looked after by Zhang's family, and Mr. Wu Ji consciously undertook the work of going out to purchase and coordinating logistics.The two subordinates cooperated tacitly, how harmonious it looked, it was very strange.

I thought to myself that this group of bastards in my family can't live up to it, even if we can't beat the Zhang family, we can't lose in momentum.In case Poker Ping and I really do something wrong in the future, I have to beat him in my career before I can dominate!

As soon as the fat man came up, he rubbed his stomach to look for meat to eat, and Brother Zhu followed behind him, and the father and son disappeared after a while, and they didn't know to harm some innocent indoor wild game in the mountain.

I was happy to be quiet, and I didn't want to go back to the city for the time being, so I asked the Wu family members to set up a temporary tent in a remote part of the camp, and had dinner with Poker Bottle inside.

It was also when I was eating that I realized that my problems were not completely healed-although the wounds on my body were quickly healed and scarred due to the self-healing ability of Poker Oil Bottle, but I took the fragrant meat Jiamo just couldn't put it down, it was inexplicably disgusting.My heart was beating irregularly, and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

It stands to reason that in the past few years, I have evolved from a weak otaku to a strong and promising young man. The wound is not infected, and I have a small fever. It is a bit wrong that I can toss a grown man like this.

I didn't want Poker Ping to see this kind of weakness, so I held on to my spirits, like many years ago, rambling about some innocuous things, and I said he was um.Although I couldn't eat anything, I still forced myself to chew and swallow mechanically, but the oppressive feeling in my stomach was so obvious that I couldn't bear it until my face froze, and I spit it out without opening my mouth.

Fortunately, Pokerfing just hung his head down, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know if he listened to my nonsense.But in the end, I ate less than him. It is estimated that this anomaly still did not escape the eyes of sullen eyes. He raised his head and observed me for a while.I was a little embarrassed, and felt that this time I finally felt the terror in Master Men's eyes, but I didn't dare to be too disturbed, so I faced him directly, but glanced at every corner of the tent, trying to divert my attention.

"Lie down." Poker bottle turned his head and said.

I thought it was unscientific, I was so considerate, and almost burst into tears, so I hurried down the slope: "I'm a little tired from climbing, the fat man is just noise pollution, then I'll lie down for a while. Brother, Please call me before dinner, thank you."

As I said that, I spread the moisture-proof mat on the ground and lay down with my clothes on.He didn't move, just sat there silently. I turned around and looked, and found that he had his head down and didn't know what he was thinking, and he was a little depressed.I still felt that the atmosphere was not right, so I said, "Brother, I think you are tired too, why don't you come over and lie down for a while?"

In fact, I was just being polite. I expected that he would not talk to me at all, but Lord Men turned his face away and walked over without saying a word. He neatly took off his hoodie and lay down next to me calmly.

This is your sister, he has calmed down, but I can't calm down anymore.

I felt like my muscles were collapsing, so I hurried to the side to avoid squeezing him.But as soon as he moved, he grabbed his left shoulder with great strength. For the convenience of moving, I only added a pure cotton racer vest under the windbreaker. Buckle my collarbone.

I was turned over by him at once, and I happened to meet his gaze again.I saw that Poker-Face's behavior was a little abnormal, and I wondered if there was something he wanted to hide from the outsiders?

I thought so too, I was too bad, so I took the initiative to lean over and obediently wait for Master Men's highest instructions.

Unexpectedly, no one spoke for a long time, Poker Ping suddenly raised his right hand and stretched out his unusually long middle finger to hook the side of my neck, and the necklace I ordered for Dai Shi was picked out.He stretched out his hand to hold it, and then unexpectedly handed it to his mouth and sucked it in with the tip of his tongue.That action, oh shit, I actually feel sexy, I want to pump myself when I recover.

But almost at the moment when the oil bottle was contained, I immediately faintly felt a force melt into my body in a mysterious way, as if being moisturized, my body was obviously warm, but my heart was very cool and comfortable. Want to moan out loud.

"The curse of the replacement stone can share the self-healing ability, but it will consume energy, which will be better."

Pokerfase's calm voice almost rang in his ears, and his breath tickled his ears.I didn't pay attention to the curse or not at all, but I finally understood in a distorted way what the hell is the "seven-year itch".

The two of us were too close, and the breath of Poker Bottle sprayed on the side of the face could be clearly discerned, and I immediately felt a little at ease. Since he came back this time, it seems that he no longer gives me the erratic and fuzzy feeling like before. Understand that this feeling does not come from the binding of the curse, but exactly why there is such a change, I can't tell.

I suddenly felt that although this curse was dangerous and deadly, it really seemed to embody the connection between the two of us.

We are the only salvation for each other.