Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

"Oh." Wang Xiaoming sighed a long time when he heard this, "I always feel that I don't have such good luck."

"Not necessarily." Lucifer, who finally inspected the entire tent, walked to Wang Xiaoming and helped him put the dried meat into the clay pot, "Michael is still very kind to you."

"I only met him once, how did you come to this conclusion?" Wang Xiaoming asked in surprise.

"Just based on the fact that he sent his own son to be your bodyguard." Lucifer said without hesitation, "Do you think it's cheap to hire me?"

This question really stumped Wang Xiaoming. After all, it wasn't the price he paid himself. How could he know whether it was cheap or not.

But Wang Xiaoming shook his head very wisely: "I think the luck in my life is probably spent on meeting you."

"It's good that you know." Lucifer was obviously very satisfied with Wang Xiaoming's answer, "So remember to repay me well in the future."

"That must be!" Wang Xiaoming replied straightforwardly first, "Although I think you may not like what I can give."

"Not necessarily." Lucifer replied with a smile, then took the pot full of jerky from Wang Xiaoming's arms, turned around and went back to the tent, "It's getting dark, hurry up."

"I'm already fast, alright!" Wang Xiaoming rebuked Lucifer casually, "You think I'm slow, why don't you come to help me, my shoulder hurts from picking the dried meat."

Then in the next second, Wang Xiaoming watched helplessly as a yard of jerky hung there like wind chimes, all of which disappeared.

"I helped." Lucifer's voice came from behind.

"Tsk tsk." Wang Xiaoming said a little happily, a little envious and a little disgusted, "I wouldn't accept it if I knew it." After all, what he did in one second was worth his workload in half an hour before.

"No charge, no food." Lucifer replied, then turned and went back to the room, preparing to store all the jerky that Wang Xiaoming had collected in the space.

Wang Xiaoming cut it disdainfully: "You are not afraid that I will go to your father and complain that you abused me!"

"You go." Lucifer said indifferently, "If you can find him, I will lose." He himself might not be able to see Michael and the others once a year.

"Humph!" Although Wang Xiaoming felt that what Lucifer said was reasonable, he still snorted unwillingly, and turned around arrogantly to start a fire and prepare to cook dinner.

Winter in this world is cruel to the aborigines, but to Wang Xiaoming, who has Lucifer—the walking treasure bag—it is not cruel at all, and even a little comfortable.

After Wang Xiaoming wrapped himself in a quilt, turned on the heater, ate all kinds of snacks, and finished watching all the animations, comics, TV series, and movies on his to-watch list, this winter will pass.

"Why do I feel... I seem to be getting fat." Wang Xiaoming, who finally came out of the animal skin tent on the morning when the patriarch blew the horn of spring, stretched his waist, pinched his stomach, and asked with a frown. Said, "Is this my illusion?"

After Lucifer looked Wang Xiaoming up and down, he shook his head solemnly and firmly.

"It's over!" Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming wailed and squatted down covering his face, "Do you think other people in the clan will tie me up and burn me when they see me?"

Everyone else has lost half a circle in the past winter, but Wang Xiaoming has gained a whole circle of weight. No matter how you think about it, it is the rhythm of being pulled out!

"It's okay." Lucifer gave Wang Xiaoming a suggestion very calmly, "You can tell them that you are pregnant."

Hearing this suggestion, Wang Xiaoming looked up at Lucifer who was standing there against the light, and asked after a few seconds of stunned: "I'll say I've had a miscarriage in a few months?"

"If you really want to live, it's not impossible, I just share a little soul power out."

"Although this is indeed a good idea!" Wang Xiaoming nodded affirmatively, "But, how do I pretend in the future?" If there is a world with a lot of clothes, it's fine, and you can get by by just stuffing something around your waist, but this is primitive. In the world, there are only animal skin skirts, where do you want him to stuff the pillows? !

"It's impossible to get fat even if you eat fat." Wang Xiaoming blinked and looked at Lucifer, meaning to ask Lucifer to help him find a way.

"I can use illusion." Lucifer thought about Wang Xiaoming's question, "But if I continue to maintain illusion, I may enter a state of continuous weakness."

"Then forget it." Wang Xiaoming thought that his backer would become weak, and felt that it was not worth it. "I'd better get pregnant first and then have a miscarriage."

"By the way, I just received a new plot." The previous plot was given to Wang Xiaoming after Lucifer became active, and just now, he received a new plot—when Wang Xiaoming asked him Not the time to get fat.

"Hey hey!" Wang Xiaoming immediately stood up when he heard about the new plot, walked up to Lucifer, and leaned his forehead, "Hurry up and show me."

"I'm going!!!!!!!" After watching the plot, Wang Xiaoming didn't know what expression to put on to express his inner shock and bewilderment, "What is the name of this novel? "The Road to the Enchantress of Cancer" or something like that?"

When Wang Xiaoming was bored in winter, he also guessed what kind of method Baimian would use in the future to lead the leopard clan on the road to dominate the mainland.

Although generally this kind of novels that travel through the primitive world must follow the route of improving people's living standards internally and increasing the deterrence of force externally.

However, the specific plot, according to the mood of the author, the identity of the protagonist, and the specific setting of the world must be very different, otherwise there would be so many farming novels on the web site.

However, Wang Xiaoming never imagined that Bai Mian, a "straight male cancer", would follow such a routine of little Huang Wen.

During the entire autumn and winter, Bai Mian only did one thing, that was to seduce Leopard Li, make him fall in love with him, obey him, and thus improve his right to speak in the clan.And the way of seduction is to use the skills I learned from those Huajie Liuxiang in my previous life, so that Leopard can't do without me physically.

"This is definitely a meaty article, isn't it?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the sky speechlessly. Although the plot that Lucifer gave him didn't contain any pornographic parts, he could really make up tens of thousands of words of pornography, "and When he died in his previous life, wasn’t he already at the moment when the country was ruined and his family was ruined? He still has leisure time to go shopping in Flower Street?”