The first time he was said 'Ping', Yang Zhenzhen's heart swelled with a wonderful emotion.

There is resentment, disdain, and a little bit of luck.

There are some things that others may envy. But for myself, it's a drag.

It's like Singles' Day is coming, and those who don't have a girlfriend lament that they are going to be abused again, look at the couples on the street, sigh and shout, and look at the small hotel with a price increase, with a hideous face and disdain.

If you have a girlfriend, you are worried about looking at your wallet and flower father, covering your waist, sighing and shouting, looking at the small hotel with rising prices, and disdainful.

The two emotions are opposed to each other, but they have different paths in common.

Magic value arrived··· One hundred and sixteen.

Ke Xiaoliang's ears came a voice that he had long been accustomed to and numb.

Of course, although numb, it is still pleasant.

"You... How can you be like this, full of foul language?" Yang Zhenzhen pointed at Ke Xiaoliang and asked with a red face.

She felt slighted, and she felt as if she was being targeted.

Ke Xiaoliang's words caused hundreds of impacts to her heart.

"I'm a demon cultivator!" Ke Xiaoliang explained nonchalantly.

Yang Zhenzhen had nothing to say.

The day was talked about to death.

However, Ke Xiaoliang is not a dog, and Yang Zhenzhen is not a goddess with full green tea skills.

So at this time, it was Yang Zhenzhen who racked his brains to set up the topic again.

"You're usual... How big do you like?" Yang Zhenzhen turned a lot of thoughts in his head, but he never found a suitable topic, and somehow his brain was hot, and he felt that he was a 'man' now, and he should talk about some topics between men, so the ghost made the god worse, so he reconnected the words that had been cut off before.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at this righteous little white in surprise, and followed the other party's words and asked, "Have you seen it?"

Yang Zhenzhen's bare chest was proud, and he said proudly: "Of course! I've seen them all. Not only have I seen it, but I have also measured it with my hands. ”

Saying such embarrassing words in person, Yang Zhen really felt like he was going crazy.

But in the same way, there is a thrill of breaking through the taboo.

So she provided Ke Xiaoliang with more than a hundred magic points.

With such a high law, this makes Ke Xiaoliang interested.

Ke Daozu is very busy, unless he has magic value, he is not interested in doing more.

"You?"

"Okay, then you can give me a gesture, and by the way, describe the feel and shape. Ke Xiaoliang sat up straight, as if he was very interested in this topic.

Yang Zhenzhen's cheeks were flushed, and he was too shy to help himself.

The magic value is even more sudden.

"Shape... Shape··· Probably... Probably!" Yang Zhenzhen had in his mind the appearance of his pair of big babies, but it was too shy to let her say it herself.

"Look, you righteous monks are hypocritical. If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, and if you haven't touched it, you haven't touched it. Why bother, why bother?" Ke Xiaoliang said in a disdainful tone.

Yang Zhenzhen immediately jumped to his feet and said: "Who said that we are hypocritical in the right way? That's all slandered by you demons, it's... It's about this shape. ”

Saying that, Yang Zhenzhen was very hastily gestured a shape with his hand in the air.

"You're drawing a square, I've never seen it in my life. Ke Xiaoliang's implication was that he had seen it in his previous life.

Yang Zhenzhen's mind was in a mess, and he was making random comparisons.

"It's oval, and it's sagging... I think you might be touching your grandmother. Ke Xiaoliang continued.

Yang Zhenzhen continued to gesture.

"It's rectangular. ”

"It's a triangle. ”

"It's wavy... This shape is okay, I want to see it, and if you have a chance, you can show me too?"

Yang Zhenzhen gestured again and again, and Ke Xiaoliang broke the ridicule again and again.

Finally, Yang Zhenzhen was pressed to the limit, his hands unconsciously pulled out in front of his chest, very habitually used his hands, weighed it on his chest, and then went up, drawing a full and mellow arc, and then rubbing left and right, squeezing into it.

Ke Xiaoliang was hundreds of miles away in real time, and the volley followed the same arc and curve, making up a fictional one.

After seeing and seeing it intuitively, Ke Xiaoliang gasped.

"Shhh This woman is terrifying?"

"It's even more Okita than Mikami, and more water than Takahashi?"

"Just rush to her advantage, regardless of whether she has a bad brain, whether she will bury poison points in the future, I have made up this friend. Ke Xiaoliang looked at Yang Zhenzhen's gaze and eyes, and suddenly became kind.

At the same time, Yang Zhenzhen finally reacted to what he had done.

Although it is only a fictional metaphor, she has a kind of shame and collapse that is directly open to others to watch.

The magic value is pouring out like flowing water, and the rhythm is only one step away from blackening.

"You've passed the test! Look at your proficiency, you should have a lot of fun. You righteous monk... Not hypocritical at all, telling the truth. I'm very satisfied!" Ke Xiaoliang's timely 'affirmation' made Yang Zhenzhen's heart stop the car all the way.

Yang Zhenzhen squatted down with blank eyes and hugged his head in despair.

I can't wait to use my fist to smash my brain open to see if it's all filled with paste.

"You said the shape, the feel... How does it feel?" felt that Yang Zhenzhen had recovered a little, and Ke Xiaoliang continued not to let go of this big cow.

This amount of lai is really amazing.

Compared with ordinary Demon Sect disciples, Yang Zhenzhen's demonic value output is really amazing, and one person can have five or six people.

It's a little worse than those Demon Sect elders.

But in another direction, although the number of Demon Sect elders is large, the frequency is too low.

That belongs to eating dumplings during the New Year, and it's only once a year, how can you count on it every day?

"Hands... Feel it?" Yang Zhenzhen raised his head in confusion and looked at Ke Xiaoliang pitifully, like a little white rabbit facing a big bad wolf.

"Yes, if you give me a detailed description of the feel, then we will be friends!" said Ke Xiaoliang.

Yang Zhenzhen thought of the task assigned by his uncle, thought of the heavy responsibility he shouldered, and thought of the humiliation that his senior brothers and sisters had endured under the oppression of those Demon Sect disciples, and his heart gradually became stronger.

"When I first held it down, it was like silk, like a cloud brocade. If you push harder, it will be like a gum fruit cake, very elastic. If you rub it... If you rub it... It also bumps and shakes, and sometimes it hurts a little. Yang Zhenzhen said.

"It hurts, your hands hurt?"

"The materials are not right!" Ke Xiaoliang said deliberately.

Yang Zhenzhen was extremely embarrassed and said: "Really... I mean, it was... It hurts to be rubbed. ”

The magic value is two hundred and two.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at Yang Zhenzhen with a smile, and then said very politely: "Listen to what you said, I'm hungry... If you're a friend, find a chance for me to feel it too?"

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you in vain, what do you want, just mention it... Everything I can do, I can figure it out for you. ”

Yang Zhenzhen was stunned, his eyes were red, and he had a sense of picture inexplicably, but the previous foreshadowing was too detailed: "You... Why are you so shameless?"

Ke Xiaoliang laughed: "I'm a demon cultivator!"