Once the scenery changed to another familiar scene, He Yuting threw herself into the mattress and cried loudly. She cried over that memory, and in the midst of her weeping, she recalled more details.

Carter circled around her. Between the antique bed and the bed board, and the mosquito net, the disembodied Carter appeared like a satellite for a while, and overlapped with the bed net for a while, looking indescribably weird.

"Don't cry, don't cry. What do you look like a big man who can't stop sobbing like this! ”

"You're the big man!" He Yuting roared, "Your whole family is a big man!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'm a big man." Carter soothed. "Don't cry, isn't it just a Xuanjing. And you didn't have anything with you this time, so I don't know how those players should complain. ”

How could she cry her Xuanjing? She was crying...... Cry...... When she thought of all the knots in her previous life, she couldn't stop crying. But I also think it's strange. It's as if the soul has been pumped out, floating on it, and crying bitterly at some stupid woman lying on the bed.

She is the one who looks on coldly, and she is also the one who cries stupidly.

After venting, He Yuting stopped her tears with a sob. She smiled embarrassedly when she saw Carter looking at her worriedly. "I knew that I should have taken out Xuanjing first and put it on the table." After saying that, she looked at the table in the front hall and her eyes widened. "Where's the stuff!" She pulled out her harness and some equipment, which were still on the table and glittered before she went to battle. Now none of them are gone.

Carter sighed. "Money is something external to the body, and it is not brought with you in life or in death. This CD is over, and the corresponding thing is naturally gone. ”

"I'll rub!" He Yuting secretly hated. She did have a bad idea, and wanted to secretly sell those equipment and get silver taels to nourish Xiao Wuqiao's skillful and dry life. It's too hard to live a poor life, it's hard to move an inch without money, and it's really uncomfortable.

Carter saw through her mind at a glance. Humming and laughing evilly. "Didn't even think about it! It is impossible for Assasin to send money to the trumpet. Otherwise, everyone knows, do you still want to mix up! ”

He Yuting hung her shoulders in frustration. Then another idea came to mind. "That's fine, you just pretend to be a new player and mail me the money, right?" She looked up at Carter with sparkling eyes.

"Huh?"

"As a spokesperson for the system, you should have a lot of money, right? Even if you don't have any money, you can make a lot of money, right? I'm also a person under your care, so in order to prevent me from wandering around in the outside world and accidentally starving myself to death, send me a little more silver to spend my flowers! ”

"Wait! I'm not the first god! ”

"What do you mean?"

"Only the presiding god in the first line can live as he pleases within a certain authority. For example, change a little money to give to anyone. I can't. According to your understanding of earthlings, I am a little minion who runs errands for the main god! It's true! Little Minions! There is no real power, only the right of official interpretation! ”

Even the official interpretation right has been moved out! He Yuting narrowed her eyes, expressing disbelief.

Carter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead that wasn't there at all. "Believe it or not, I can't help it anyway." She pretended to listen sideways for a while, and hurriedly said, "Oops, someone's coming." Can't let anyone see me! As she spoke, she flashed and disappeared without a trace.

! There's no one out there at all!

"Hey!" He Yuting screamed.

"Lord Assasin......" This baritone voice that was so charming to the bone that He Yuting jumped up. She slammed her head on the bedpost, dizzy at the sight of Peony quietly stepping into the antechamber like a cat.

Annoying! She forgot that in addition to Assasin, this harem is also a resurrection and resting place for other bosses. Among them, the most sticky and sticky is Assasin's male pet - Peony.

Today, Peony is not dressed as a scholar, but wears bright red and gauze bloomers, and her slender legs are half hidden and half visible; There was only a red gauze scarf on his shoulders that could not cover his body at all, and he was dressed in red, but his complexion was as white and flawless as mutton fat and jade. He had ankle rings on his feet, armbands embedded in his arms, and his long black and shiny hair was slightly curled and draped down like big waves; The eyebrows are picturesque, and the lips are like blood; It has the masculinity of a man, but it is more delicate than a woman. A real peerless beauty, a country and a city.

He Yuting shrank back as if she had seen a ghost.

The peony had a glamorous face, and there was a slight hint of gloom. He deceived him without hesitation, and the orchid-like breath spewed into He Yuting's snort.

"Lord Assasin, where have you been all this time? Dan'er can't find you anywhere......"

Don't, don't...... "You're getting too close, Dan'er!" He Yuting had a cold face, pretending to be a normal man and reprimanding in a deep voice. In fact, she felt a deer in her heart, and she was almost scared half to death by the peony. To this day, she still remembers the first time they met, she greasy stepped forward to tease the male pet, but was slapped and immediately lost half of the blood.

"Lord Assasin......" Peony did not retreat but approached, and pressed the first three points. At this time, He Yuting is really glad that he is a flat-chested person! If you go further, if you go further, even if it's thirty-four A, you have to rub it! What does this guy want to do? Dressed so glamorously, is it trying to be seductive?

He Yuting saw the opportunity, rolled out of his arm, and finally escaped from a possible crime scene.

There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!

Although her body is a man now, her heart is a woman. With such a bold and naked/naked seduction as Peony, she really didn't have the courage or the blessing to suffer.

But since Peony didn't wear a shirt, she couldn't help but glance at Peony's back. The white turns red, and the old scars are stacked on top of each other. He Yuting's eyes shrank and hurriedly turned her head. Fortunately, during her absence, there were no new scars on Peony's back. However, it seems that there is no way to recover from the old injury. She felt sorry for the peony's thin skin and tender flesh.

He Yuting pretended to drink water, ran to the front hall in a panic, picked up the pot from the table and poured herself a glass of water. It's an antique set, but fortunately it's no longer an ornament. Carter kept his word, and immediately changed her to a set of real daily necessities. She took a sip and popped out.

Oh yes! Carter, that fool! This pot is not boiled water, but white wine!

It's so terrible that I can't even drink saliva.

Just outside the door, there was a red coat dangling.

"Someone!" She hurriedly stopped, "Go and get me a jug of water!" ”

The two red-clothed men looked at each other. He Yuting's bean-sized beads of sweat slid down her cheeks. Oops, these two girls can't understand people, right? When they were nervous, the two neat red-clothed men bent their knees, said "yes", and then retreated.

He Yuting breathed a sigh of relief.

Peony walked over quietly—again, quietly, silently, silently—and took away the glass that He Yuting held in her hand that still had half of the wine left. He drank the remaining half of the wine from the place He Yuting had just touched. Two red clouds quickly rose on her fair cheeks, and the peony choked on the spicy wine, and her eyes were watery.

"Lord Assasin, what did Dan'er do wrong, and you want to avoid me?" Peony coquettishly grunted.

Seriously, even if He Yuting is a real woman, she can't afford this wave of coquettish attacks.

And the male pet in front of him also has a Sherlock Holmes reconnaissance instinct that is even more powerful than that of women. "Could it be that Lord Assasin has been absent for a while because he has a new love?"

He Yuting's cold face flashed in Erlang Zhenjun's mind. She subconsciously looked away.