When Zheng Lang woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, Wu Meiniang was sitting on the edge of the bed and taking care of herself, it should be that she found that she had fainted, so she moved herself to the bed. Zhao Demon lay neatly on his side, and his sweet snort gently sprayed on his face, making Zheng Lang's face itch and his heart itch.

Looking at the long eyelashes and tight mouth, after this demon girl quieted down, she actually had a different flavor, Zheng Lang was fascinated for a while.

Nest grass! Suddenly, a spirit, Zheng Lang woke up, fortunately Brother Lang woke up early, if this demon girl woke up first and saw this shape, Brother Lang was afraid that he would never have a chance to wake up.

Seeing Zheng Lang wake up, Wu Meiniang put down her anxious expression and said, "Childe finally woke up, Mei Niang is in a hurry." I don't know where to call Langzhong. If it weren't for Nine Thousand saying you're okay, I wouldn't know what to do. ”

"It's okay, I'm fine." Zheng Lang promised and quickly got out of bed, this will, the most important thing is to escape from the scene of the crime.

Back in the living room, Jiuqian expected Zheng Lang to be fine, and calmly shrunk in the bay window to play PAD, the son occupied the TV, and there were three empty buckets of potato chips in front of him, which were the fruits of her half-day labor. As a Lori, my son's favorite snack is not a lollipop, Zheng Lang has always expressed deep regret, just like an otaku who doesn't love the royal sister, Lori doesn't love lollipops is also a mistake in principle!

Wu Meiniang followed, and when she saw her son, who was addicted to TV and couldn't extricate herself, she hesitated and asked, "Princess, how long have you not been back, can you help me see my family next time I go back?" ”

Little Lori frowned and pondered: "I can't remember, how long has it been since I went back?" It's been two days, right? Or ten days? ”

Two days or ten days? Such a large span of this cute goods can be put together to compare, should she be praised or criticized?

After Wu Meiniang asked, she walked to the side of her son and sat down, although she didn't speak, her little face was full of hope.

Zheng Lang couldn't help but move in his heart, although these two little girls were sitting side by side here, their circumstances were very different.

Jiuqian took the initiative to give her son a personal teleportation device, it was an invitation, she could come and go freely, she came here, it was more like visiting and playing, she could come if she wanted, and she would go back if she wanted to.

And Wu Meiniang is more like a kind of distribution, Li Shimin kindly spared her life, although she also has a bracelet, but she doesn't have the courage to go back privately. Separated from her relatives for more than a thousand years, or the whole world, Zheng Lang feels that it is not easy for a little girl to laugh at life every day.

The son of a child, who only knows how to play, never cares where this is, with Wu Meiniang's intelligence, he has already understood his own situation.

"Mei Niang, after a while, I'll take you back to have a look." Zheng Lang finally couldn't bear it, and made a promise to take the girl home to visit relatives. Speaking of this, I thought in my heart, Li Shimin's guy won't be so ignorant, this one just sent someone over, and the other one will serve her family, right? He always had to consider the possibility of Mei Niang being favored in the upper realm.

"Well, thank you, son, the concubine went to prepare lunch." Wu Meiniang was overjoyed, bowed, and went into the kitchen to get busy. The son has no one to talk to, so he can only tease Jiuqian.

After lunch, Zhao Demon finally woke up deeply, and Zheng Lang hurriedly stepped forward to serve: "How is it, do you think there is any difference?" ”

Zhao Demon first noticed that he was lying on an unfamiliar bed, and asked, "You didn't do anything strange to me while I was asleep, did you?" ”

"How dare I, Grandma." Zheng Lang pretended to be relaxed, highlighting a superb acting skills.

"Oh, then you just don't dare? Wanted or thought? ”

"Of course ......" Zheng Lang hurriedly changed his words: "Of course I didn't think about it, I didn't dare to think about it." ”

Zhao Demon received the supernatural powers, was quite satisfied with the answer, and began to check his physical condition. Raised his left hand to remove the bandage, and the wound was already scabbed. But no matter how you say it, it was pierced, and there were still bursts of pain inside the palm. The demon girl couldn't help but lose her temper with Zheng Lang again and said, "It's all you, it hurts me so much, and you shed a lot of blood." It's not your own hand, you don't know it hurts, do you? ”

When Zheng Lang heard this sentence that made people infinitely reverie, his brain ran crooked again, but he faintly felt that the palm of his left hand ached, as if he had also been pierced with a big hole, and said strangely: "My left hand hurts too." ”

When Zhao Demon heard this, he was even more aggrieved, and said: "What are you pretending to be, I will forgive you if you pretend to be in pain?" ”

Zheng Lang actually felt a grievance in his heart, and he couldn't help crying, tears had already appeared in the corners of his eyes, brother, what's wrong.

A humanoid figure gradually appeared behind Zhao You, gently reached out and stroked the demon girl's cheek, but his eyes stared straight at Zheng Lang, with the gaze of his eyes, Zheng Lang felt that his left hand was getting more and more painful, and on the other hand, he also felt more and more aggrieved in his heart, and wanted to cry.

"My stand-in has appeared!" Zhao Demon exclaimed.

"Where?"

"Right behind me, oh, yes, you're not a stand-in, you can't see it." Zhao Demon raised his head and looked at his stand-in, and as the stand-in's gaze shifted, Zheng Lang gradually felt that his body had returned to normal.

Zheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This arrow is really useful, so it is your ability to transfer the pain to me just now?" ”

Zhao Demon replied: "It's not a transfer, I still feel a lot of pain myself." ”

Then the two of them tested, Zhao Demon's stand-in could leave his own feelings intact or magnify them several times, and add them to the body of the person being watched, whether it was physical feelings or inner mood. And the magnification depends on how intense her emotions are.

This ability is so useful, as soon as Zheng Lang's thinking diverged, he immediately thought of the most suitable application scenario for this ability, to be precise, dozens of different postures on the same occasion, and he was so engrossed that he accidentally relaxed the control of the micro-expressions on his face.

As a senior demon girl, how could Zhao Demon not know what he was thinking, and the stand-in slapped Zheng Lang out.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I didn't think about anything!"

"I didn't even say why I hit you, how do you know you got beaten because you thought about something?" Zhao Demon is discerning.

"Ah, ah, don't slap your face!"

Zheng Lang squatted down and made a posture of holding his head and squatting, his heart was still spinning his thoughts, and he had to make a memo when he turned around, and he must not appear in her sight in the few days when Aunt Zhao came to her. Otherwise, he will become the man who knows women in the world!

In the end, the stand-in was named by Zhao You: Lover.

The so-called lovers are to convey the feelings of body and mind to each other.

As for the melee ability, lovers can easily penetrate a plank, and a single kick can kick a table, and a few strong men are definitely not opponents, Zheng Lang looked at the beaten bedroom and was quite sure of this.

Zhao Demon beckoned the two little girls into the bedroom: "Son, Mei Niang, come here, it's your turn, this arrow is really useful, come, sister come to help, stab you, don't be afraid, go back to the lifesaver and lie down, there will be no scar." ”

Zhao Demon has awakened the ability of a stand-in, and according to the division of Di Wenming, it can also be classified as a first-order combat power, so he has the ability to use golden arrows, but he doesn't need Zheng Lang's help.

Zheng Lang saw that there were three girls gathered in his small bedroom, and he was inexplicably excited, and said attentively: "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

"Of course there is." Zhao Demon replied.

"Ah, that's great, just say it."

"Help get out."