President Shen Always Top Up Money

Wu Fei's request is not difficult for Prince Desifiez, because he does not require that those enemies must be "killed", and sometimes even only needs the other party to temporarily leave Hessen and not be able to return.

But for planners like them, it is harder to do this than killing each other directly, because they also cannot

. With the help of Shen Xing, it is very easy to eliminate planners.

But at the moment Wu Fei's face was suddenly red.

After so many days, he only understood Shen Xing's eyes and understood what the other party meant.

...Which, if this is the initiative to kiss up, will it not be a proof that he is taking advantage of his memory to lose his memory? Will he be beaten by the other party when he returns to memory?

But this is the initiative of the walking **** who has lost memory. If he is not close, the walking **** will not help him pass the customs. If he cannot pass the pass, he will be eliminated, and then the walking **** will be sent back to the card pool to sleep...So He is now taking the initiative to kiss up to the present, and it is a good thing for the benefit of others, and he should not lose his temper because he has no principle after recovering his memory.

Thinking this way, he gradually approached the other party carefully, kneeling on the warm and fluffy wool carpet under the sofa, and raised his head to tentatively kiss the other person's chin, like a dragonfly sipping water, like a kitten carefully licking and sniffing something Something I haven't seen before.

Asx1314 commented in the live room:

"Xingshen allows you to kiss you? Does it mean you have a sense of strength? At first glance, it is not a serious anchor."

"Anonymous: Doing evil against the country."

"What kind of textbook-like'do not say on the face, but the body is very honest'."

"Now, you are awake, you know what you are doing now? You are playing with fire! Do you still remember you a few days ago? At that time, God wanted to kiss you You will still be shy to hide! But in two days you have been made to take the initiative to kiss yourself? I told you that you can’t do this."

"It may be really countless in Fei Fei's heart. I suspect that he may just feel very comfortable to kiss God, so he does not reject it, and he is quite happy...a little looking forward to God's memory recovery..."

"...I just came and kissed me every day. How could Xingshen restore his memory?"

Some viewers also raised questions not related to the live content:

"Is it my illusion? How do you feel that there are more girls in the studio?"

"It's not an illusion, the content of this level may be more attractive to my sister. My sister has seen the discussion in the discussion area and has come to see it."

"What I said is that my brother went to watch next door two days ago. He thought the anchor in this pass was sticky and sticky with his contractor every day under the name of customs clearance, but he likes the anchor and the evil spirit in the previous pass. Performance, so be prepared to read the next level..."

"..."

Wu Fei raised her head slightly and looked at Shen Xing's expression. Seeing that Shen Xing was unmoved, she made a soft touch again.

The blood race seemed to endure for a long time, and finally he could not bear to pull him up, turned around and overwhelmed on the sofa where he was sitting, hugged his wrist to grasp the initiative and kissed it down, murmured softly against him: "... How timid..."

...

In the live room, the screen suddenly went blank.

Only the voice of the audience surprised:

"What did Xingshen do this time? Why wouldn't the black screen be blocked by the system this time?!"

...

Shen Xing took out a new coat and handed it to Wu Fei. He watched him sit up and take off his wrinkled shirt. He changed into new clothes and said, "How many of your enemies are left?"

Wu Fei glanced at the communicator by sorting the cufflinks, and his face did not change color, and he calmly replied: "In addition to this today, there are ten more. Some people are not sure if they are still alive."

The remaining number of people displayed on the communicator is 21, but Yuan Sanfai will only give him the planner who is more difficult to deal with, so he makes a half-fold and feels that it will be almost the same if there are another ten enemies-before he Seven enemies have been dealt with.

Shen Xing pulled him up from the sofa and tapped his lips again with his other hand. The lips were extremely slightly curved: "No hurry, I will remember it for you."

Wu Fei turned his head and pretended not to hear, but his ears were uncontrollably red.

"The compensation I just paid was too perfunctory." The blood prince suddenly said, his voice was as cold and elegant as before, as if negotiating with people. "You only touched me a few times with your mouth, and I was working behind."

Wu Fei was breathless and could not refute.

"So I want another payment." Shen Xing paced slowly behind him, stepping on the wool carpet, quietly.

He stood behind Wu Fei, a cold breath sprayed on the other person's bare neck, with a slightly lowered voice: "Tell me, what is the reason for the curse?"

In this world, Shen Xing, who is a contractor and a serious aboriginal, no longer has a serious job to deal with. He works in addition to captive princesses, bloodsucking, and the rest of the day. But he will become a little black cat every day at sunset. At this time, he will shut himself and Wu Fei in the bedroom and go nowhere. Wu Fei guesses that everyone else does not know the curse on Shen Xing.

As in other levels, except for the first attack of the curse, that is, the time Wu Fei picked him up from the sunset hotel, after that Shen Xing can also control when he becomes a cat and when he becomes a human. .

But unless there are special circumstances, he stubbornly chose to become a cat every day at sunset and enjoy Wu Fei's wait. He waited for bloodsucking at night to change back. Wu Fei could not understand the reason.

"I don't know." Wu Feidao, "I only know that you will be part of the time to become a cat under the influence of the curse, but I don't know more about it."

Speaking of which, Wu Fei suddenly thought of a point that was ignored by him-this curse is too restrictive for Shen Xing. It is imperative to want to go on in the final plan to solve the curse for Shen Xing, but it has always been lacking. right opportunity.

Cursing this kind of thing is unrealistic when it is heard, so you can only find clues in some surreal background levels. In addition to this, the identity of the blood family and the heavenly master may know more than the president and the painter. some.

It is rare that the current prince Shen Xing is willing to speak more, and do not take advantage of this opportunity to ask for more news to prepare for the curse to be resolved.

Wu Fei leaned sideways and leaned his head toward Shen Xingdao: "...Apart from turning into a cat, what effect does this curse have? Is there any impact when you become a human?"

The blood-stained black eyes of the blood clan looked extremely deep when they focused on something. He looked at Wu Fei and nodded: "Yes, because of the curse, my humanoid power is only half as normal."

After listening to Wu Fei's heart, Wu Fei played thousands of games and watched countless plot routines. He instinctively recollected the meaning behind the other party's words-my current strength is only half of normal. I am weak, at least weaker than normal. I also told you such important information without concealment, like taking the initiative to hand you a knife that hurt me.

I... trust you.

But at the same time, Wu Fei also speculated that there is another important meaning-the power of the blood race to walk the gods is only half of normal, so under other identities, such as the president and the gods, can it only exert half of the power?

Is he always dragging his life for half a life and changing his cat from time to time in all levels?

...Isn't he crushing his contractors so cruelly?

"Do you know how to lift the curse?" Wu Fei asked.

In the live broadcast room, suddenly, because of this problem, it boiled without warning:

"Is such a standard routine conversation? Isn't it possible for "as long as you and me xxx" to unravel the curse? Do not be polite!"

"Ask and do God! Make a request! Just play with Feifei! As long as it can help you lift the curse, Feifei will promise you anything now!"

"Mr. Shen is the one with 120,000 cufflinks. If you miss this opportunity, you are not you! Quickly mention the requirement we all know!"

"Cough... can you hold back some? But... well said."

"..."

Shen Xing was disappointed, and gave an out-of-the-box answer: "I don't know the way, but I know that as long as my strength is strong enough, the power of the curse will be weakened until it disappears completely."

He said, putting his lips against Wu Fei's back neck: "...you can bring me strength."

With this sentence, sharp teeth slowly sank into the fragile neck of humans.

Blood is the source of the power of blood.

Before Shen Xing, he would not be hungry or take the initiative to **** blood, and now Wu Fei's blood obviously benefits him.

Wu Fei relaxed his body and leaned on Shen Xing to let him **** blood, only to feel like his body was soaked in hot water, his pores were relaxed, and his brain was naturally empty. But I felt that the phrase "You can bring me strength" seems to be more than that...

In the live room:

"Wow, Xing Shen has kissed Fei Fei for a long time and sucked blood beautifully. This pillow style is very successful. Xing Shen will definitely respond to Fei Fei. I think the anchor of the mlg next door is going to be cold. I will go first. The next door announced."

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After the mlg anchor had been cool for three days, Yuan Sanfan sent a letter to Wu Fei and asked him to come out to meet.

Wu Fei's instinct is that something big is about to happen. In the past, if Yuan Sanfan had any unmanageable Demon Alliance planners, he would directly send a letter to tell him the other party's identity information, and then he would solve it directly through Shen Xing. Sometimes Yuan Sanfan has strategies and development issues to discuss with him, and Wu Fei will also write back to him directly without having to meet.

Wu Fei thought for a while and took the letter directly to Shen Xing in the study.

Although no wedding was officially held, all the people in the castle already knew that this man is their princess Desifis. Wu Fei can rampage anywhere in the castle, everyone respects him, no Dare to offend in the slightest. Even the study room where Shen Xing's office is located allows him to come and go as he please.

Wu Fei pushed open the door of the study and saw Shen Xing, who was wearing a decent white silk casual top and sitting behind a large black solid wood desk, seriously and seriously dealing with business affairs, and bowed his head slightly at a loss.

Shen Xing naturally raised his head when he heard the movement, and waved down his hand and waved to him: "How come?"

Wu Fei did not move while standing on the spot.

He thought about something sad and tried to hold back his red eyes, even letting two tears wet his eyes, and then raised his head and looked at Shen Xing across the large room: "...I received the news, Something wrong with San Fat."

"Can I go back and see him?"

Shen Xing's expression became condensed, as calm and cold as he faced other people, making people see no mood swings.

"I know he said something wrong at the time. You don't like him very much. But he is my best friend. I have no way of knowing that he is still indifferent. I beg you, brother."

Wu Fei felt that he was sincere, sorrowful, righteous, and sincere, and would surely be able to impress the gods who drink his blood every day.

Some friends in the live broadcast room felt:

"It's just that Xiao Jiao's wife is seamlessly upper body. It's a spoiled one. With such a red eyes, such a look, so begging, Xing brother so called, Xing Shen could not agree with anything?"

Although the angle of view and analysis of the problem is different, the conclusion is surprisingly consistent.

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