MTL - I Really Am a Slag Shou!-Chapter 102 Residue that regent (18)
Chi Zhao's mood was very complicated.
No need to ask, there must have been something extraordinary last night, otherwise Shen Wumian would not show him such a creepy expression.
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Chi Zhao was desperate, with a touch of confusion in despair.
Damn it, what did he do, just come and wake him up!
The soft and smooth three thousand troubles were held by Shen Wumian. After a while, a standard man's hair bun was bundled up. Chi Zhao obediently sat on the chair and didn't dare to move. Seemingly calm, he is actually trying to force himself to remember what happened last night.
Main system: "..."
Seeing Chi Zhao working so hard, he was a bit embarrassed to lie that he hadn't seen it.
The main system said that he had handed over this morning. This is indeed a fact, but even if he did n’t come, the situation on the side of Chi Zhao would be automatically recorded in his database.
But last night was special. Shen Wumian and Chi Zhaoji talked with ducks about half a night. They did n’t understand each other ’s true meaning, but as spectators, the main system saw it clearly. Chi Zhao was aware of the truth of the world. Clues.
All their systems are, in the words of human beings, an intermediary that connects the two other unrelated parties. As intermediaries, they are obliged to protect the physical and mental safety of the other two parties.
According to regulations, Chi Zhao cannot know the truth of the world. Party A, Party B, and the intermediary. These three roles are like a triangle. Chi Zhao is Party B, and Party B is the most passive member in this triangle. They do n’t know anything, they have the most power, and there is room for choice. least.
Speaking as if Party B were the exploited, in fact, not every party B is a dying soul. The intermediary provides them with a chance to live, provided that they work for themselves for a period of time. If they are not selected by the intermediary, The final outcome of Party B must be death. If it is selected, the final outcome will become 50% death and 50% survive. These three parties all take their own needs and exchange them at equivalent prices. There is nothing to complain about.
You know, forcibly retaining a person who has no signs of life is not easy. It takes a lot of time and cost.
The main system began to habitually calculate the expenditure of this task again. It became more and more bald. I don't know when the tens of thousands of times complained in my heart when we could end cooperation with No. 6. On the other side, Chi Zhao's emotion suddenly flashed. A wave of fluctuations.
When the main system was unknown, he followed the sight of Chi Zhao and found that Red Tears had taken out a semi-oval emerald from the dragon robe he wore yesterday.
After looking at the main system for a while, I remembered what it was.
Is that the beloved Yu Pei sent by Shen Wumian?
Chi Zhao looked up, looked at the jade pendant unclearly, and after Shen Wumian took it from Red Tears, he motioned to Chi Zhao to stand up, then bent down, trying to tie Yu Pei to him.
Chi Zhao did n’t remember what happened last night, and he did n’t change the senses of Shen Wumian. Although he had a special feeling of Shen Wumian, he just cut off the tiny and indistinct one in order not to let himself down. Hope, telling myself over and over again, that's all his illusion.
At this point, watching Shen Wumian bending over, Chi Zhao frowned, reaching out his hand quickly, blocking Shen Wumian's movements, "This is fine."
Shen Wumian's expression was faint, and he looked up, not understanding why Chi Zhao wanted to stop him.
After last night, the two of them have formally established their relationship, haven't they?
Although the little emperor was drunk in the first half, his words and deeds were sober, and then his skin touched. Shen Wumian could also see that the little emperor knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew how to hold him. Who is holding him, he clearly ... is willing.
Last night's Chi Zhao was indeed willing, but the problem is ... Today's Chi Zhao doesn't remember it!
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It is a tragedy on earth.
The main system watched the two of them silently, and suddenly, he uttered a reminder of the chaos and collapse of Chi Zhao.
[Actually, you can tell him the truth. 】
Ji Zhao took a moment to understand the real meaning of the main system.
Yeah, he can speak straight! In this way, you can pass the level, you can also gain more success values, and you can better return Shen Wumian's attitude, killing three birds with one stone!
Thinking about this, Chi Zhao's face sank and he made a cold look that he didn't want to talk to him. He grabbed Yu Pei and threw it to the small cabinet next to him. When he slammed, Yu Pei hit the table, so careless The indifferent attitude immediately angered Shen Wumian.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Chi Zhao glanced at his eyelids, and stared blankly at the past. "It's not interesting, Uncle Huang, I was so drunk last night. When I woke up today, I don't remember what happened last night. Uncle Huang, please come back. There is no need for Uncle Huang. "
Shen Wumian couldn't believe looking at Chi Zhao, and along the way, he thought of the countless kinds of attitudes that the little emperor would pose to him, but he did not expect that he would use the excuse of drunkenness, pretending to not remember yesterday Late things, then use this to draw a line with him.
So, did he regret it?
Is he still more toward his salvation benefactor? !!
Shen Wumian's complexion gradually went dark, and there was a feeling of wind and rain. Chi Zhao had widened his eyes and didn't look at him. Shen Wumian sneered, pinching his chin and forcing him to look at himself. If you say you do n’t remember, you do n’t remember, Your Majesty, do you need Weichen to recall it for you? For example, how does Your Majesty look at Weichen with a wink and how to make that sound The woman is ashamed / Yin? "
Chi Zhao: "........."
Today, he was killed last night!
Red tears: "........."
Why do n’t you look at anyone beside you when talking about this topic? Is it too late for me to go out now!
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Chi Zhao's old face blushed, but in this case he couldn't be shy. Chi Zhao took a look at the current Shen Wumian, imitating his appearance, sulking Dan Tian, and angrily yelled, "Excessive!"
Shen Wumian never heard the little emperor whisper to him. In fact, today is also the first time the little emperor pulled his face down. It seems that this is the effect of tearing his face. Under the action of alcohol, the little emperor was only He was willing to hang around with him all night, and without the chaotic wine, he was still nothing in front of the little emperor.
The pain in the heart was dense, and Shen Wumianqi's lips turned white. He laughed a few times, and seemed to hear something like a joke, "Indulge? Your majesty is angry and angry?"
On douche, Chi Zhao is definitely not Shen Mianmian's opponent. He didn't want to mourn Shen Mianmian at the same time, while Shen Mianmian on the other side always keeps the yellow / chamber open, so he can't even fight it. If it hurts, he said no Come out, this caused him to just stare at Shen Wumian, but his lips remained motionless.
The main system is anxious. If this continues, Chi Zhao will miss the golden counterattack period in tearing! No matter how beautiful the utterance is, the effect will be greatly reduced!
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[If you ca n’t tell, you hit something on his face? 】
When Leng Buding heard such a sentence, Chi Zhao stunned for a moment, then felt that this was a good way. He quickly turned around and reached out his hand. There were not many things on the table behind that could be used to smash people. His hand was away from the jade pendant just now. Recently, after a short stay above Yu Pei, he removed his hand and picked up a small pocket vase aside.
This vase is said to be a front-to-back antique, about ten centimeters high, small and beautiful, very suitable for smashing people. Chi Zhao selected it, turned aggressively, and accurately pointed Shen Wumian's head to the right. Twenty centimeters of translation smashed past.
The main system was looking up, and in his expectation, the vase crossed Shen Wumian's face straight, and finally kissed the ground intimately.
I did n’t hit it, so disappointed.
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With a click, the vase broke in response to the sound. The door was pushed open instantly, and seven or eight guards rushed in together. After looking around, they could not find a cricket who could let them subdue.
He was agitated, only to hear the regent's Shen roaring: "All get out of this king!"
The guard moved, and immediately turned uniformly. Among them, Dark Guard A, who disguised as the chief of the guard, caught a long arm, and by the way, he also took out the red tears. At this point, there are two Chi Zhao and Shen Wumian left in the hall. personal.
Oh, and there is a main system that has been turned over for years after watching the broadcast.
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Shen Wumian's eyes were red and staring at Chi Zhao, but Chi Zhao's stubborn neck was unsuccessful. After a long time, Shen Wumian's hoarse voice rang in the empty hall, "... do you like him so much?"
Who do you like? ? ?
Chi Zhao didn't know what Shen Wumian was talking about. She was frustrated again that she really couldn't remember anything. Chi Zhao was silent for a moment and replied deeply: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
I really don't understand what you're talking about!
Upon hearing his answer, Shen Wumian's eyes became a little redder, and his breathing was a little heavy. He took a step forward, and stepped firmly in front of Chi Zhao, scaring his small heart.
"Until now, you still have to be stupid, Chen Ye, are you really heartless?"
She laughed twice sadly and self-deprecatingly. Shen Wumian overthrew her own words. No, Chen Xun was intentional, but his heart was given to others and to a person who could not win in his life.
The young kindness and a glimpse of glory, the preconceived impression completely occupied all corners of the young emperor's soft heart, and could not even give a place to others. Therefore, no matter what he does, no matter how he proves himself, as long as Chen Xun is aware of the existence of Shen Shiliu, he will be ruthlessly pushed away by Chen Xun and abandoned.
Listening to Shen Wumian's words, Chi Zhao's heart trembled, and his ribs seemed to be pierced by a person. The pain in the bones was fleeting and disappeared too quickly. He was too late to feel it.
He opened his mouth subconsciously, but what could he say?
Shen Wumian looked at him and saw that he moved his lips hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see him say a word.
Shen Wumian shuddered at the corner of his mouth and turned to leave.
The author has something to say: The next day, the author turned around and took off the heavy sweet bag. He put it on the ground again gently, and then he was angry with Dan Tian.
"Take me a fly to sweep my legs! Ah!-"
In this way, the sweet text bag turned into a beautiful shooting star and left us
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