Death Progress Bar

Lian Jun wore a white-brown robes today. The whole person was lazy on a light tatami, leaning against a beige pillow. It didn’t look like a triad, it was like an ancient nobleman. Young master.

When he entered the seat, he personally gave a glass of wine and asked, "I am very happy?"

When I smiled into the face for a second, I watched the progress bar of the head of Lianjun showing 600. The wind was messy and shouted in my head: "What happened? Your baby's progress bar was not lowered five days ago. Go back to 500? How is it now up by 100!"

The little death is also awkward, stupid: "I, I don't know."

Didn't get a response, Lian Jun looked at the eyes that disappeared into focus, and asked quietly: "What are you looking at?"

"When I look at you..." I just started to return to God in time, my heart was tight, my hand leaned faster than my brain, and I held the hand of Lianjun still holding a bottle of wine, and smiled dryly, "... see You are not very good, you see, I am not a mature, you are not in good health, we are not suitable for drinking now, so this wine is alright..."

Lian Jun’s eyes fell on his own hands.

Time instinctively followed the past.

I saw a delicate, fine-mouthed porcelain bottle, and a fleshy white hand was holding on to the pale, slender hand below, and it looked very shameless.

Xiaodie cried and laughed: "I should be happy to see you get along well, but when you enter, how is your progress bar going up! Directly 950, I am so scared..."

When I entered the hand and took it back, I also cried, explaining: "What, I didn't mean to touch your hand..."

"I know." Lian Jun took back his hand and pressed the call bell at the desk. The voice was soft. "It’s like you didn't touch my leg a few days ago."

Time to enter: "..." want to cry, but no tears flow out, why are you such a baby.

When the ringtone just came out, the sliding door was knocked out. One of the men who appeared in the hall five days ago appeared at the door. The expression was respectful and called: "Jun Shao."

"Oh, let's take Mr. Shi's things." Lian Jun told him.

卦 Three low should be heard, and gently closed the door.

The room was restored to silence again. When I entered this time, I didn’t dare to talk and talk again, and buried the statue.

Lian Jun did not look at him, picked up the chopsticks and ate the mouth dish, and the pale lips dyed a little bright color and asked: "Why don't you eat, the dish doesn't suit your appetite?"

Knowing why.

Time is still tightly closed, picking up the chopsticks, reaching out to the nearest sauce cucumber, and making up his mind to keep a distance from the cannibal beauty.

"I heard that when the young master likes all kinds of food, he hates cucumbers. It is also a kind of cucumber that has no taste and no taste. For those who like heavy mouth, it is really not pleasing." Opening, picked up a peanut.

When I started to get a stiff, the chopsticks poked on the three-color fried shrimp next to the sauce cucumber, and in the brain and the little dead skin: "Your baby, this is a banquet for me, you can't manage it?"

Little dead, unwilling to face the reality: "Hu, nonsense, my family's heart is pure and pure, only, will not..."

"I won't deliberately put a sauce of cucumber and try me in front of me?" When he grinds his teeth, his tone is sinister. "I also deliberately misrepresented my touch on his legs?"

Xiaodie whispered: "But you really touched it... that, how do you touch it?"

Shi Jin felt that he was going to be alive and mad.

"Well, okay..." Seeing that he doesn't talk, the little death is soft, and he calms down. "Emotions need to be cultivated slowly. Trust is not built overnight. I will try to make the baby not so guard against you, you wait. wait."

When I entered this, I felt a little bit better. I put the shrimp that had been poked for a long time and stuffed it into my mouth.

Lian Jun looked at his words and deeds in his eyes and asked: "What have you been doing, and sneak a meditation on the shrimp before eating?"

When I chewed the action, I swallowed the shrimp quickly, and the tone was faint. I meant to say: "My dad said that you should know how to be grateful, the food is good, the sunshine is bathed every day, the smile given by passers-by is good, all good. Everything is worthy of gratitude. Especially for those who have helped themselves, be sure to be kind!"

Lian Jun put down the chopsticks and picked up the glass. "I don't think of Mr. Rui, who is famous for his hot and inhuman conditions. The idea of ​​educating children is so... Goodness is really surprising."

"He is stupid! He wants to deny my life's help, too bad!" Shi Jin was angry and condemned in his heart.

Xiaozheng quickly comforted: "Well, buff is over, baby will not bully you again! It is best to enter you, enter into it, and enter is the best underage in this world!"

Time to enter: "..." This is a slap in the air, and suddenly I want to vomit the shrimp that I just ate.

Pulling the skin, the sliding door was knocked again, and a stranger appeared in the doorway with a bag in his hand. His hair was cut short, the facial features were three-dimensional, the eye sockets were deep, and there was a lingering suffocation between the eyebrows. The pupil was an inorganic green, indicating his mixed blood status.

"Jun Shao." The man congratulated.

Lian Jun’s eyes turned lightly and asked: “How come you come, what?”

"Yu San was smashed away." The man replied briefly.

Lian Jun nodded and understood, and told him: "Put down things and go out."

"Yes." The man stepped into the house, put the bag at the table, and gently quit the house. He didn't look at it all the time.

Time to slowly frown.

"Have you noticed?" he asked in his heart.

The little dead tone hesitated: "When the man entered the house, the baby's progress bar seemed to have risen a bit. When he left, the baby's progress bar went back."

"So it's not my eyes." When I put down the chopsticks, I couldn't help but look back at the sliding door that was closed. The brows became wrinkled and tighter. "This person wants to kill the prince, it is a threat, maybe it will rise in the past few days." The 100 progress bar is because of him."

"But he looks like a baby's subordinate..." The little dead tone also dignified.

Lian Jun looked at the time and always twisted his head and looked at the door. He asked: "Mr. Shi is very concerned about the fourth?"

When I turned back and looked back at the Lianjun and the progress bar on his head, the expression was not relaxed before, a little tight, and asked: "Is that person called 卦四?" 卦二, 卦四, and before heard Third, these names have the same format, different sorts, and close contact with the stalwart. It seems that it should be a very important right hand for the singer... It is difficult to do.

Lian Jun shook the glass, black as if he couldn’t enter the light and watched the time straight, the sound became lighter: "The appearance of the fourth is always flattering, and I don't object to falling in love. ”

How strange this is.

I didn’t understand when I heard it. I simply ignored this sentence and answered the last question of Lian Jun. I solemnly said: "I really care about it."

"Yeah." Lian Jun took a sip of alcohol and his eyelids hang down, making people unable to see his emotions at this time.

The little death shivered: "Into, enter, how your progress bar has gone up, become 960."

When I went into a glimpse, and then I couldn’t help but glance at the opposite of the seemingly intimate wine tasting, almost gnashing and continually said: "Because I am afraid of him! On the day he was caught, he confronted me through the door. Eyes, there is no feeling in the green pupil, like a bloodthirsty beast. Today, I saw his whole picture, I think my intuition is correct, he is very dangerous, the eyebrows are all suffocating, not like a good person. "It's not like someone who is loyal to the employer."

When the time came to say half, Lianjun re-opened his eyes, and if his eyes looked at the lips of the opening and closing, he took a sip of his drink, his expression was unpredictable, and he did not know what he was thinking.

"Lower the drop! Progression into your progress has dropped, 950!" Little death excited cheers.

"But your baby's article has gone up, 2 o'clock, a bit of wine." When the time poured into the cold water, it was not tempered by this wave of three-fold progress bar, and did not want to test each other with Lianjun again. On the side of the king, he pumped the glass in his hand and picked up the chopsticks. He didn’t have the air. "If you are not in good health, don't drink alcohol. Is it too long? Eat, you should stop talking to me, I am hungry." Now, I don't want to talk to you any more today." After talking about taking up the chopsticks and eating it, I was still thinking about the suspected bad guy.

He is far away from the five brothers' mountains here. Although Lianjun is unpredictable, he does not seem to be really killing him at the moment, so his progress bar looks like the value is almost full, but he is barely calculating. Safety. Lianjun is different. The progress bar is falling fast and fast. The death judgment seems to be different from his. The progress bar is full and it is really hanging. There is still a bad guy lurking around, and my body is also poor. More dangerous.

Sure enough, there is no progress bar in this world... When I put in a piece of fish fillet, I was silent for five days ago.

For the first time, Lianjun was taken away from the glass of wine. After a while, he slowed down and looked at the time when he was eating and eating. The strange thing was not angry because of his rudeness, nor because he was too close. The distance was nervous, but instead he looked at him to eat sweetly. Inexplicably, he felt that his appetite was wide open. He moved the chopsticks and reached the fish fillet that had just been caught.

A meal was very exciting to start, and the end was flat.

When I was full, I was sent to a warm and comfortable room by my usual face. I held my lost baggage in my arms. He said: "How can I just eat a meal, my progress bar? Then fell back to 880?" Is silence making people long-lived?

Little Death is proud of his chest: "Because I have added buff to you."

When I entered this, I remembered that I was also a man with a golden finger. When my eyes were bright, I asked, "So what buff did you add to me, trust bonus or friendly bonus?"

"No." Little Death shook his head and explained: "Trust and kindness are the perceptions of others. I can't add them. I can only add buffs to yourself."

When I wondered, "What buff did you add to me?"

The little death suddenly got up.

When the intuition is not good, the tone is sinister: "Frankly lenient, resist self-harm."

This threat is better than anything. The little death compromises and says: "You just didn't eat, I thought about eating and eating, the atmosphere will be harmonious, just give you a good buff... ”

Time does not understand: "What is a good buff, so that I can eat especially?" But he didn't eat much at dinner.

"No." Xiaochen replied, the voice became lower and lower. "That is, it makes you look special. You see, baby just eats a bowl of rice..."

Time advance: "..."