Chapter 40: Don't Mess with the Black President (39)
When Feng Lin heard this, he immediately went into the kitchen.
Prepare food for the spirits of the word.
Until there was a noise in the kitchen.
Yan Ling sighed at this time.
The noble little face is full of resentment.
She sat at the head of the bed, her brow full of contemplation.
Finally getting the wind to the kitchen, she felt that she needed to think about what was going on.
Now the changes in Fenglin are completely beyond her imagination.
At first, she thought she could run away after flirting.
But it turns out.
Men are not so flirtatious.
Scumbags are not so easy to be.
Before Feng Lin could take the bait, she almost put herself in.
The love and love between men and women is really too much of a headache.
As far as the little tricks she learned, they were simply not enough.
It's not as fast as abusing scum and killing people.
Just do it, and you can solve it.
And the wind is coming...... She can't just kill people, can she?
That's not good.
Killing the wind is not the solution.
The system watched its host's thoughts get more and more crooked, and finally couldn't help but remind him.
[Dear, you can take your time, first increase the friendship to 100, and then find a way to increase the blackening value, isn't that okay? ] 】
[As for favorability, it's very simple, whatever he wants, you give him anything! ]
However, you don't know what he wants, and you can't guess it right every time, it's too much of a waste of time, so you just ask! 】
It's a simple thing, but the host wants to make it complicated.
Hmm, did the host just say the same thing?
What a couple.
If it had been out of the way, maybe this favorability would have risen a long time ago.
The host is good, but it has been around for so long, and the favorability is still so small, and I dislike it......
Yan Ling's eyes were slightly complicated.
In fact, she has also thought about this question, but what if the wind comes and wants the moon in the sky?
So what should she do?
system, [......]
The host thinks too much.
This is the modern plane, not in the Demon Realm.
The moon in the sky?
That's not what Feng Lin wants, what Feng Lin wants...... Hmm, hmm, (shy face).
The system saw that Yan Ling's thoughts had changed, and quickly made a move, [Oh, dear, you think, the two of you just kissed and kissed, hugged and hugged, but the favorability is still lingering, dear, don't you think you have a big loss?
Take advantage of this time to rise to the challenge! Take it in one fell swoop! Kiss and hug and hold high or something, it's a little meaning, we don't have to care too much. 】
A certain unification restlessly began to instill not very good thoughts in the spirit of speech.
Finally, with its unremitting efforts.
Yan Ling nodded with great difficulty.
If......
If you kiss and hug, it doesn't seem to be very difficult for your favorability to rise...... Let's do it!
After the system determined that Yan Ling had this idea, he immediately began to make a move.
[Dear! The wind is in the kitchen, you can go over and help brush up on the favorability. 】
A wisp of tangle flashed between Yan Ling's eyebrows.
Kitchen?
Cooking?
She hasn't done it, how can she help?
After pondering for two seconds, Yan Ling resolutely stood up and ran towards the kitchen.
Xu is spirit is too fierce.
The movement is also too loud.
Feng Lin seemed to sense something, and threw the spoon in his hand very quickly.
Turning around, he took two steps forward, and asked with a shocked face, "What's wrong?" ”
Yan Ling, who rushed over, obviously didn't expect him to step in her direction, the pace was too fast, his footsteps were stopped for a while, and the whole person crashed into Feng Lin's arms.
The tip of the small nose hit the chest and quickly turned red.