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Sang Bo stood up, holding a gift box full of food, and tilted his head to look at Cheng Che, "Why is he like this..."
sad?
Dan Heng's eyes swept over the trash can that was opened and closed, and he snorted, "I have good intentions but I am powerless, please understand."
As he spoke, Dan Heng had already caught up with Cheng Che.
Sambo: ...
Powerless?
understand?
Sambo blinked and murmured, "Is this how idioms are used?"
Wouldn't Cheng Che curse me if I used it this way? !
……
"What are you doing?"
The pink-haired girl with feathers on her head stared at the three grown men who had just returned from outside with big eyes, "Did they go out and do something bad again?!"
On the side, Xing folded his arms, leaned against the wall of the corridor, and squinted at the few people.
"I'm going to pick up trash." Sangbo smiled and raised the huge gift box in his hand. "Want to have supper together?"
Hearing this, San Yue Qi's eyes lit up, "Great! Bronya just came back!!!"
“But…” Xing suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on Cheng Che dangerously, “Why didn’t you call me when you were rummaging through the trash can?”
Excessive!
If you dare to secretly rummage through the trash can today, you will dare to secretly commit a crime tomorrow.
We must not encourage unhealthy tendencies!
Cheng Che stretched out his hand and pointed at the two men next to him, "Maybe it's because they are addicted to pigs."
otherwise……
Who would go downstairs and rummage through the trash can in the middle of the night!
Hearing this, San Yue Qi's eyes were filled with confusion.
She looked at Dan Heng hesitantly, her voice full of disbelief, "So... you were hungry before, but you didn't say it..."
what is this?
Is this considered smoldering?!
Dan Heng pursed his lips and pushed open the door of the room.
How did he know that Cheng Che could dig out such tempting food from the trash can? !
That smell permeated the entire Goethe Hotel!
Blame him?!
Blame the trash can!
"But I have a question." San Yue Qi suddenly came back to his senses and stopped thinking about whether Dan Heng was smoldering. He looked at Cheng Che with sharp eyes, "Why do you get what you need from the trash can most of the time?"
It's unreasonable to have these things in the trash can.
But what is even more unreasonable is, why are they all things that are needed?
Sangbo held a huge gift box and said hesitantly, "Based on my many years of experience, these gifts should be very useful when pursuing girls."
"Yeah." Cheng Che sneered suddenly and turned to go into the house. "It can be used when chasing. It can also be used after catching up."
But it didn't work.
He has deprived his wife of her milk.
What’s the use of having a strong will?
I can't stand his bad mouth...
Chapter 64, see here.
In the darkness, a smiling male face gradually emerged, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
Swords, spears, swords and halberds were inserted on the battlefield, and blood and war were everywhere.
The man laughed, his voice low and slightly hoarse.
"There are five of them."
“There are three costs.”
"You are one of them."
The red tassels dangled around the man's ears, making his smile look vaguely crazy.
The sharp blade pointed directly at him, and the smile on the man's face became more and more outrageous.
The next moment, the face with the gloomy and crazy smile disappeared from sight.
Moving his eyes downward, he saw a man lying on the ground, his sword thrown aside, and his raised leg trembling and twitching.
What attracted more attention than the sword or the words that sounded like a spell was the rip in the man's pants.
The fabric of the pants tore along the seam, revealing a glimpse of underwear that might fade.
Dan Heng:!!!
The black-haired man suddenly flipped over from the bed, his blue-gray eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and his breathing became rapid.
Dan Heng calmed himself down and when he looked up he saw five heads standing in a row.
The bed next to him originally belonged to Sangbo, but now its owner was squeezed into a corner. The three girls sat down and Cheng Che was standing behind them, looking at them with his head tilted.
Dan Heng:......
Well, the nightmare was gone in an instant.
It wasn't a nightmare though.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
San Yueqi looked worried and reached out to touch Dan Heng's forehead with the back of his hand. "You were sweating a lot. We couldn't wake you up just now."
"Yeah." Dan Heng swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, "Nightmare..."
Not really. After all, not every male ghost in a nightmare will have his crotch torn.
"Drink some." Cheng Che touched Dan Heng's arm with a glass of water, his eyes full of curiosity, "So did the ghost in the dream fall flat on his face?"
"puff--"
There was a slight sound, and Cheng Che looked down and saw that there was a large wet spot on his new clothes.
Cheng Che turned around silently, took out some clothes from his bag and went to the bathroom.
"So..." Sanyueqi took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Danheng who was spraying water, pursing his lips, "So does this sentence make you think of something bad?"
"Maybe Cheng Che's blessing is also effective in dreams." Xing crossed his arms and sighed, "So who did you dream about last night? Who fell flat on his face?"
It’s a pity that I can’t take pictures with my phone in my dreams.
Dan Heng wiped the water off his face, held the cup in silence for a moment, and finally spoke, "It's okay, it's just a nightmare."
Well, it can no longer be called a nightmare.
Now the only thing echoing in my mind is the crazy man prostrating himself on the ground and his torn pants.
Dan Heng took a deep breath and looked at Cheng Che who had changed into clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom. "You are becoming more and more toxic."
Cheng Che nodded, "I feel it too. Let me work hard and try to overthrow the Star God with one mouthful of milk."
Dan Heng:......
Not really.
"Friend..." Sangbo, who was squeezed into a corner, raised his hand and said sincerely, "There will definitely be someone who is interested in you, so don't be too fond of him..."
I can’t bear it. I really can’t bear it.
"I'll try to control myself." Cheng Che sighed and looked at the time. "You know I get high once I start masturbating."
Sambo: ...
That’s okay.
If the Joyful Star God was beaten to death... maybe he would laugh and enjoy himself before he died.
"Can your blessing be transferred from nightmare to reality?"
After a long time, Dan Heng came back to his senses from the dream, stood up and looked at Cheng Che.
Cheng Che recalled for a moment and said hesitantly, "I don't know, because I never have nightmares."
No decent person has nightmares.
Dream wife is not okay?!
Dan Heng glanced at Cheng Che, silently picked up the clothes without zippers and buttons and went into the bathroom.
"What about today?" Sanyueqi stretched and squinted his eyes and said, "Let's go downstairs to have breakfast! Then we'll go find Swarovski!"
"Yeah." Bronya, who had been silent, also nodded at this time, looking at the outsider in front of her and whispered: "I talked a lot with Oleg yesterday, so I also want to go with you to find the Great Guardian."
Hearing this, Xing tilted his head and said, "Okay."
of course can!
"I've had a big doubt since yesterday." Cheng Che didn't know what he was thinking about. He took out a pack of coffee from his bag, brewed it, and sat on Dan Heng's bed, facing his teammates.
"What?" A trace of doubt flashed in Sanyueqi's eyes, and then he quickly added: "Why don't you wait a while, and I will send you the information after Danheng changes his clothes."
"No..." Cheng Che waved his hand and his eyes fell on the man in the corner.
Sambo: ...
Sambo blinked, and the smile on his face disappeared and turned into nervousness.