The brisk steps, Yamucha's blushing face, and the refreshing feeling of lace friction are unforgettable. Walking on the street, the knot covered his face firmly, after all, the defeated hero is even more embarrassed.

Familiar streets, Yamucha is like a thief, how did the former hero become like this. However, it doesn't matter. Sort out the important things, the first is to change back your **, and the second is to find the people of the Red Ribbon Legion, no, you should take them and run away quickly.

In fact, on the way back with Ji, I had a preliminary idea. In order to defeat Gro, you must improve your own strength. Combat power thing, by the way, Yamucha knows that Namek has a great elder who has potential development, and relying on his own quality, it is estimated that he can't even beat a Super 1 Saiyan after a hundred years of training. Moreover, Namek Star also has Dragon Ball, which can resurrect many people!

Reminiscing about the distant future, Yamucha looks at the past Wukong's growth journey. A wisp of thought surfaced, why don't you go to the king of the world, you must learn the king of the world.

But this alone is not enough, at most it has grown to more than 100,000 combat strength, a drop in the bucket... Is it true that you want to turn yourself into a Saiyan?

"Boom!"

After pondering for a long time, I didn't notice at all that I had arrived downstairs at Lan Qi's house. Yamucha sighed, the mountain people have their own clever plans, let's take one step at a time.

Pressing the doorbell, an empty echo. As far as Yamucha's understanding of Lan Qi is concerned, this girl must be at home. Why not open the door? is still angry, obviously he and her have come to this point, at first everyone only had the mentality of playing, I really didn't expect it to be serious.

"Bang!"

The door was broken, and Yamucha pushed hard, and the door lock was broken. Indeed, as Yamucha expected, Lan Qi had a box of barbecue at noon, a bunch of beer on the table, and he was eating and drinking. With a look of indifference, he bit the roasted chicken leg and looked at Yamucha coldly. Suddenly, he put down the chicken legs, spread his hands, and said:

"Hey, my door is very expensive, hurry up and lose money!"

"Poof!"

Yamucha couldn't help but smile, propped up the door with one hand, pulled back the veil, and said with a smile:

"I've broken the door many times."

"Huh?" Lan Qi tilted her head cutely and looked at him in bewilderment. Yamucha covered her face and pointed with a smile. Laughing and trembling with a choked voice, he said:

"Don't pretend to be innocent... You know. ”

Crimson is not a flush of alcohol, but a flush from the heart. Lan Qi suddenly grabbed the beer can with both hands, and kept throwing it at Yamucha with one hand. Along with his favorite grilled chicken thighs, he also threw them over.

However, with this kind of weak attack, Yamucha twisted her ass and dodged it. It's just that in exchange for all kinds of insults from the aunt upstairs.

Lan Qi instantly cleaned up the messy table, and seemed to be still resentful, and wanted to throw the wardrobe over, so she had to smash this rotten person to death. Yamucha couldn't listen to it anymore, and instantly sprinted and pressed Lan Qi on the table. One hand with ten fingers interlocked, the other hand pressed the table next to her ear, another version of a wall knock 90 degrees flipped.

Lan Qi, who sensed the dangerous aura, was not to be outdone, and bit on Yamucha's shoulder. Yamucha, who screamed in pain by nature, didn't know what she was thinking at this time. She hated herself so much, just as she had a headache on her shoulder.

Cute and hateful woman, true love, Yamucha doesn't want to think about anything else.

He lowered his head and kissed her at the softest spot in her ear. In an instant, strong electricity flowed through her body, and Lan Qi's determined and angry eyes suddenly became docile, and only then did she feel the fishy smell in her mouth. Looking at this man without hesitation, a warm and sensitive touch in his ears, a terrible thought.

Does he really love me so much? No, it won't, it must be a sperm upper body... He had to be pushed away.

The teeth were loosening, and the hand was going around the back of Yamucha's head. At this moment, Lan Qi was in a state of confusion, and he really wanted to twist his head off with his arm, and then, this Yamucha would only belong to himself.

But can that really be the case? With a soft, warm tongue on her neck, she visibly felt her body soften. couldn't prevent it, Lan Qi only felt that this Yamucha was really a scumbag, obviously he liked Bulma, but he still came to mess with himself. However, I have the right to say what he does, but I also like this kind of stimulation that is forbidden by the world. Suddenly, his body completely softened, so let him go.

The lips and tongue were unconsciously entangled, and Lan Qi's ears rang, and she suddenly felt that there was no more noise outside the house, and the footsteps were bustling. Holding Yamucha's head with both hands, he made a strong flip and pressed Yamucha under him. The angry eyes struggled, which made Yamucha startled, but in an instant, he kicked the door back to its original position and locked it with his backhand, which made Yamucha even more shocked.

All kinds of aunts kicked the door outside the door and insulted them, and the scumbags and in the house. Lan Qi rode on Yamucha, pointed at his nose and asked:

"Scumbag, aren't you afraid? As soon as the door opened, the former hero turned into a big pervert in seconds. Ha ha! ”

Yamucha sucked her fingers and hugged Lan Qi on her feet. Walking to the door, the swaying steps, the noisy aunt, Lan Qi's body and mood were extremely excited.

hand, hold the doorknob. Lan Qi was inexplicably excited, she knew that this man would definitely not open the door. But why is his hand still pulling down? couldn't help it, Lan Qi bent down 180 degrees, grounded her hands, grabbed her black stockings, and set up Yamucha, and instantly couldn't see Yamucha's face. Hugging each other tightly, Lan Qi gently blew Zhilan's breath in his ear and said:

"I'll just go to hell. Who told me to love you so stupidly? ”

One door, two worlds left and right.

The door was panting heavily, full of spring. The aunts outside the door couldn't stop covering their ears, scolding the sluts, shameless, and the cold wind, the aunts threw down the garbage and left one after another.

What if you are the enemy of the world? Bulma, I won't lose, the person around Yamucha must be me, Lan Qi.

Beer Yujin, slightly drunk body, drunk heart. For a moment, Yamucha forgot the guilt that rose from time to time. Perhaps in the world, there are two Yamu teas, one contains justice, for justice, for Bulma, to fight the fire, and not to give up. Another Yamucha, full of holes, can only let down his vigilance under Lan Qi's forgiveness and embrace.

Red roses and white roses, why can't you have both? Yamucha couldn't bear to divorce Bulma, and was reluctant to break up with Lan Qi, so she was indecisive and could only listen to the judgment of her original self.

After the passion, the world is still that world. I still have to go back home, but what about Lan Qi who is sleeping next to me? Yamucha had a headache, but it didn't matter, looking at the tanuki decoration on the side, the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly, a scream woke Lan Qi up.

"What's wrong, dear?"

Lan Qixiang's fluttering body came over, and she looked at Yamucha in confusion, and suddenly screamed even more:

"What is this!"

Standing by the dresser was none other than Ji. I saw that Ji's half body gradually began to petrify, and said hurriedly:

"Hurry up to Alpha 355 Heights!"

The moment the hand touches the side of the bed, the location changes. The wilderness is sandy, the wind is cold, and there is no one in the middle, and an ancient spaceship is in the middle. The bed, along with Ji, Yamucha, and Lanqi, was placed under the ship in extreme disharmony.

"Ahem, I've never seen this guy's magic, it's really another world. Don't worry about it, don't go back, and don't think about Bulma. I'm not long, you reach out! ”

Ji's gradually weathered body, Lan Qi, who was close to him, would be mistaken and reach out his hand obediently. The moment I came into contact, I felt as if I had fallen into a vast black hole, and all kinds of knowledge filled my heart.

Colorful light, in a flash. Left, it is a stone statue of Yoshi. Yamucha and Lan Qi looked at each other.