Are you Icarus, one of the Paper Man wives that I, Wang, had ten years ago?
"How does it hurt?"
"I want the young master..." Luo Xiao's purple eyes shone brightly, almost catching up with the brightness of a light bulb.
Furthermore, the skin and clothes all over her body began to develop cracks. Countless flesh buds were struggling and squirming in the cracks, and blue-purple flames were emitting.
I'm afraid that the next moment, her whole body will disintegrate into a squirming monster on the ground.
Then he rushed directly to Wang Quan and devoured all his flesh and blood.
Wang Quan's expression also changed, "Don't worry! Just tell me what to do!"
This is so scary!
You just adjusted your human feelings back. Why are you so angry all of a sudden?
It is said that this girl's understanding of emotions is different from normal people, which is really hard to bear.
"I want the young master...I want the young master to become a part of me..."
Wang Quan gritted his teeth, held her waist and kissed her in the street.
"Well......"
Luo Xiao opened her purple eyes wide.
Then her body slowly relaxed and she slowly closed her eyes.
After a while, Wang Quan let go of his mouth and asked, while panting, "How are you now? Has your condition been relieved?"
Damn! This girl’s mouth is like a suction cup, she’s going to suck him to death!
He touched his lips, which were so swollen from sucking!
Luo Xiao stood there blankly, breathing very smoothly.
In fact, she didn't need to breathe at all.
She looked at Wang Quan steadily, and then licked her lips, obviously still recalling the feeling just now.
After a while, her eyes became brighter and brighter, "Sir, I know what it feels like to like you."
Wang Quan took out his mobile phone and took a selfie while looking at his lips and asked, "How do you feel?"
"When the young master kissed me just now, I inhaled the young master's saliva. After I absorbed it, I felt that my whole body was as warm as if I was soaking in warm water. I just wanted to fall asleep like this and stay in it for the rest of my life.
come out."
She tapped her lower lip lightly, "So if you like me, you can make me feel comfortable when my body hurts so much that I want to die. This is the proof that I like you, right?"
Wang Quan: "..."
It was clear that she meant what she said literally, but why did she think wrongly?
Is it really true that my mind is full of old-fashioned thoughts, so whatever I hear, I feel impure?
After thinking for three seconds, Wang Quan himself gave an affirmative answer.
That’s right! That’s it!
But there is probably another explanation, that is, these female monsters are all greedy for their own bodies.
Otherwise, why would everyone want to get close to me?
The same goes for that blind date APP. Since it is the "best match", why do all the people I match with be female monsters?
In fact, it’s not the APP that has a problem, but the problem yourself?
In fact, the APP is very conscientious and even the matching is very accurate.
Wang Quan chuckled, how could such nonsense happen?
He turned to look at a white-faced scholar who kept looking up at the two of them.
This scholar wears a plain hat? He wears white mourning clothes? His face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, and his lips are still black and blue.
Eighty percent of them were poisoned to death.
Wang Quan squatted in front of him and asked: "Businessman? Do you think how much can I buy if I cut a piece of meat for you?"
The merchant glared, "Really?"
He pointed at the items on the small table and said, "It's no problem to replace them all."
On his desk were things like pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and fans.
Wang Quan picked up a brush casually and said, "What's the use of this thing?"
"This is a nail-head seven-day pen." The scholar began to sell it? "Just write the name of the target you want to kill and draw a portrait of that person next to it. The other person will die in seven days.
"The premise is that the other party is not as strong as you."
Wang Quan was speechless, "Why don't I just do it? What's the use of this thing?"
"So it's not expensive? Just a section of your finger." The scholar raised his finger, "Just a section of your little finger. To you, it's just a hair on the body of a cow."
"Save it."
Wang Quan dropped his pen and was about to stand up and leave, then he saw a folding fan at the tip of his eye.
Seeing him pick up the folding fan and play with it carefully, the scholar immediately introduced: "This is a fan made when Guangwu ascended the throne in the Jianwu period. It has rosewood as the bone and sky silk as the surface, and there is no inscription or painting on it. It is very commemorative."
Wang Quan sneered, "Don't lie to me because I don't study well. What is the current well-documented information? The folding fan first appeared in the Liang Kingdom during the Northern and Southern Dynasties? There was a folding fan in the early Eastern Han Dynasty.
"And you're wearing Song Dynasty clothes and selling Han Dynasty fans...hehe."
Having said that? But he didn't put down his fan.
Because deep down in his heart he had an indescribable longing for this folding fan.
It seemed like someone was whispering in his ear:
"Want, want, want... buy it for me, buy it for me, buy it for me..."
"Don't mention it, sir! This fan has special powers!" The scholar said quickly, "It blows out cool breeze in summer, but in winter, this fan blows out warm spring breeze!
"This treasure, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, can also be decorated, is worth keeping for a lifetime!"
Wang Quan had the intention to say some weird words, but the voice of "wanting" in his head was so loud that his brain was about to explode.
He held the fan tightly and rubbed his temples while asking, "Just tell me how much it is."
"one hand."
"make a deal."
Wang Quan took out his engineering shovel, and a black and red mist covered it. He lifted the shovel and chopped off the scholar's left hand.
Then he sucked back the black and red mist covering the broken part of his left hand, picked up the fan and left with Luo Xiao.
The scholar was startled, picked up his left hand and put it on his arm, muttering in a low voice, "You don't give money to others when you buy something! What a world!"
Putting the folding fan in his pocket, the voice in Wang Quan's head disappeared with satisfaction.
After that, Wang Quan acted as if he had forgotten about it and spread his hands directly, "Xiao Luo, you still don't understand what liking means. Come on, let uncle teach you."
Luo Xiao hesitated, tapped Wang Quan's palm with his index finger, and then retracted it as if he was electrocuted.
Then she carefully tapped it twice, and finally slowly placed her hand in Wang Quan's.
Wang Quan took her hand and went straight to the place diagonally opposite where they sold candied haws.
"Let's skewer the candied haws first."
The best weapon to deal with little girls! It’s candied haws!
This is the knowledge Wang Quan learned from reading novels, animations, and TV series before.
The previous world failed once with that little princess, which only shows that everyone has their own ambitions, and there are still little lolita who can withstand the temptation of candied haws.
But Luo Xiao, a former saint who used to be pure and white, should not be able to resist the temptation of candied haws.
When Wang Quan walked to the candied haws-glut stall, before Wang Quan made any move, Luo Xiao chopped it into pieces and handed it over, "Here are two bunches of candied haws-gluts."
The old ghost looked at his hand crawling around on the small table, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.
After a long while, he said firmly: "I can't find it."
Then he stared at Wang Quan, salivating.
Wang Quan smiled slightly, took out his engineering shovel and was about to pay the bill.
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and placed a bloody finger on the small table, "I paid for them."
The old ghost was startled and bowed slightly, "My lord!"