Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"let me go!"

"Stop, stop! You can't go there now!"

"Let me save him, don't let bad women get close..."

"You give it just enough to stop!"

duang!

"Ah! You can't stop me!"

"........."

Yun Shuchang, whose left arm was bandaged, stood at the door, raising his knocking hand, wondering if it should be dropped.

Blinking her eyes, she always felt that she had seen this situation not long ago.

Squeak.

Pushing the door open and walking in, Yun Shuchang saw a gratifying scene.

Jiang Wan was lying on the bed, struggling and stretching out her hand forward, trying to grab something.

On the other hand, Chu Yu sat on Jiang Wan's buttocks with puffed cheeks, wrapped several pieces of gauze around Jiang Wan's chest and body, and pulled back vigorously.

Under the action of external forces, the beautiful hills outline undulating traces, which makes people feel a little bloody...

No wonder!

"what!!!"

"Hmmmmmm!"

The two wrestled with each other, their faces blushing.

It's true that the blood is gushing out, but it's not someone else, the blood vessels at the temples of the two parties are about to burst...

Although Jiang Wan is following the path of spiritual pedigree, she is extremely talented in physical skills. Under normal conditions, even without magic power, she can easily knock down three or four Chu Yu on the ground.

It's a pity that she was too weak, so weak that Chu Yu rode her on her head to do her best.

Jiang Wan stretched her fingers forward as far as possible, trying to hook the head of the bed in front of her.

"As long as you can get there, get there..."

There is a legend that those who set such a flag, without exception, failed in the end.

Jiang Wan is no exception.

popping.

Patting on the door with one hand, Yun Shuchang interrupted the exciting excitement, and seemed to be about to burst into a bed wrestling with his equipment.

"Stop your game for a while, and stop making trouble."

Maintaining the current posture, Jiang Wan and the two turned their heads and saw Yun Shuchang leaning against the door. Their movements froze and there was something strange in their eyes.

She is on crutches.

An assassin who prided himself on his speed and stealth, now walks on crutches.

But unlike the two with ugly faces, Yun Shuchang didn't show any sadness or pain, appearing extraordinarily free and easy.

Laughing slightly, she nodded at the two of them and said:

"Come with me, the captain is also awake, she has something to tell you."

Turning around, she took the lead in walking into the distance.

What's worth noting is that even though she was walking on crutches, she didn't walk very smoothly, but there was still no sound of her footsteps in the corridor.

It seems that this habit, like her breathing, has long been integrated into her instinct.

……

……

In Shirene's boudoir, Shirene who was embracing each other gradually calmed down.

Although I don't want to admit it, this warm feeling is unexpectedly intoxicating, and I want to stay forever.

However, Xilin is not a love brain, and will not sink easily.

At least not now.

"... How long are you going to hug?"

As for Xi Lin who turned her face away to make a fuss, Ning Feng accepted it as soon as it was good, and didn't have any more entanglements.

She let go of her arm earlier than her, and slowly backed away, not to tease this innocent elder sister anymore.

Some things can't be said too much, it is better to leave room for thinking to the other party in a timely manner, and let the words spoken before slowly brew in silence.

Instead of dying in silence, it explodes in silence.

And Ning Feng has full confidence that he will not let this faint affection burn out.

As for how much fire can be erupted, it will wait for the next action.

After taking the hospital gown prepared in Xilin's studio and putting it on, Ning Feng blinked and suddenly thought of something.

"...Speaking of which, why do I understand so well?"

With such a smooth operation, he made a choice almost without thinking in his mind, and even said those nasty words without changing his face...

There must be something wrong.

I'm obviously an innocent, shy boy who hasn't held a girl's hand a few times!

How could it be like this?

Oh!

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Ning Feng grasped the beginning of his change——

Becoming an Awakened begins.

OK, case solved.

It must be because of the succubus blood!

It's all because it keeps affecting me, making my way of thinking so weird without even realizing it.

What a sin!

Ariana:?

("Again? Please find the reason from yourself!")

Ignoring the black cat's complaints, Ning Feng came out of the dressing room fully dressed and walked towards the lady who was tasting tea.

During the time when Ning Feng went to change clothes, Xilin finally regained her calm through various means, and turned back to the mature witch before.

With her legs crossed, she sat at the table in the center of the room, sipping tea lightly, her eyes distant and calm.

Consciously sitting opposite, Ning Feng admired Xilin's face unabashedly, and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

!!!

The eyebrows were raised slightly, and a life energy with a strong natural breath merged into the body along the throat, and quickly spread to everywhere.

Ning Feng found that with the help of this sip of tea, his injuries had recovered a little!

("Elves cultivated with their own original energy, and then made [Elf Tea] by themselves, not everyone is qualified to drink~")

("Only honored guests, close friends, and most importantly family are eligible to taste.")

(“By the way, I don’t need to remind you how precious the tea made by the legendary elves is.”)

(“So~ what do you think, which one are you?”)

After thinking about it, Ning Feng showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Now, it's just a guest who broke into the room randomly and made her nervous."

("Well, which one do you want to be?")

The smiling black cat curled up in the shadow under its feet, waiting expectantly for Ning Feng's answer.

Waiting for his wish, or... ambition.

Without answering, Ning Feng just took another sip silently, savoring the power and preciousness in it between his lips and teeth.

He did not state his ambitions.

What is said orally is what is said orally, and it does not count.

People are accustomed to hiding their true thoughts in their hearts and not telling outsiders.

It is only true if it is done.

After finishing a cup of tea, when the teacup was gently put down, Shirin who was in deep thought also spoke at the same time:

"You have contributed a lot to this incident."

After serious thinking, Xilin found that Ning Feng had done too much, including many inexplicably damaged altars, which were most likely also Ning Feng's handwriting.

Adding up these credits, it is even possible for Ning Feng to directly obtain the first-class watchman medal!

"You are a well-deserved hero, but you can't tell everyone what you did, because it will put your safety at great risk."

"So, you will be forced to lose part of the honor you deserve."

When the hero who has achieved such a great achievement is only Tier [-], and at the same time, there are still many secrets that cannot be made public...

Then this honor will become a ruthless urging talisman.

Listening quietly, Ning Feng's expression remained the same, and he was not at all surprised that Xilin would make such a choice.

Rather, even if she didn't mention it, Ning Feng himself originally planned to conduct some friendship transactions with Yan Rulong, and asked to hide part of it.

However, now that there is a young and beautiful division head in front of him, who cares about the old and decrepit Yan Datool?

However, Xilin's next words changed the way Ning Feng looked at her.

"But the part you didn't get, I will personally make it up for you."

she says:

"I will grant you a... wish that does not exceed the bottom line."