I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Because—that—is—not—the—main—point—of—our—talk—about—it."

Si Mo's voice trailed off as she was being tossed around. Upon hearing this, Yan Zi Mo immediately stopped his torment of her.

"Huh? What is that?"

"Kuku! The important thing is that we saw that mantis shrimp not far from it."

"A mirage dragon?"

"What else do you think?"

This is truly big news! Yan Ziming finally managed to glean some useful information from Si Mo. It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy at all!

The only thing Yan Ziming regretted was that it happened half a month ago; so much time had passed, who knows what changes might have occurred by then.

There was no time to lose, so Yan Ziming quickly told Li Hao about the situation over the phone. Li Hao then made an emergency call to Russia and asked Mu Mu to go there immediately.

After reporting this situation, Yan Ziming asked, "When you saw the Mirage Dragon, what was she doing?"

"Nonsense, of course we fought it."

Yan Ziming clicked her tongue. This guy even said he had forgotten the pain once the wound healed. Wasn't she the same?

"The results of it?"

"Humph!"

Si Mo exhaled and raised her eyebrows, hands on her hips. It seemed the battle had been quite successful, otherwise she would definitely have had a murderous expression.

"Neither won nor lost."

"Well... as expected," Yan Ziming said, embarrassed.

Given the characteristics of the Black Calamity and the Mirage Dragon, their strengths should theoretically be similar. In the end, the battle will simply be a contest of attrition, and whoever runs out of energy first will lose.

If Yan Ziming hadn't broken through there last time, and Si Mo had to protect her from harm while fighting to the death, that battle could have ended in the way it is now.

"Is there anything else I forgot to mention?"

"Gone."

"Then you're completely useless, get out!"

boom!

Yan Ziming kicked Si Mo out the door and bounced it twice with a "Duang~Duang~" sound.

Used and discarded, this is the epitome of killing the donkey after it has done its work!

[Tsk tsk, if she hadn't already arrived, we would have taken care of you right now!]

"I hate you," Si Mo thought bitterly as she was kicked out of the door by Yan Ziming, before disappearing into her spatial dimension and running away.

Looking at the few remaining sausages on the table, Yan Ziming recalled the scene of being tormented by Si Mo earlier, and her face turned as red as fire.

"Phew... thank goodness... thank goodness no one saw us..."

Meow meow meow?!

Xiao Ze, who was sunbathing and wagging her tail by the window, was so startled that her fur stood on end. Hearing this, it seems that her owner didn't know she was there too.

Oh no, if her master finds her now, she might be silenced!

Thirty-six strategies, taking action is the best strategy!

Just as Xiaoze jumped out of the window and ran away, fate grabbed her cat tail and pulled her back like a dough ball.

"Oh my, Ozawa, so you care about me this much?"

Yan Ziming stroked his face with one hand, his gaze as dim as if he were looking at a cat that had already died eight times, his tone devoid of any emotion.

Oh no, she's already thinking about where to bury me.

Having followed Yan Ziming for a long time, Xiao Ze knew that this guy had no conscience whatsoever. He shook his head desperately, claiming that he didn't know anything about the handwriting, but he still couldn't change Yan Ziming's mind.

"Xiao Ze, transform!"

Under Yan Ziming's command, Xiaoze transformed back into her girl form, looking at Yan Ziming with a pitiful expression.

Yan Ziming, who was thinking about how to shut Xiaoze up forever, suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes.

"Hehehe... Come here, Xiaoze, I have something delicious to eat. I'll feed you, come here~~"

"Ugh!!! Master... what are you doing!"

"Oh my~ Are you blushing? Kawaii~~ Don't be afraid, Master is just giving you some delicious food."

"Waaaaah!!! No!!! Master, no! Master, please stop! Ugh... Waaaaah... It can't fit anymore... It really can't fit anymore... Waaaaah... Xiaoze is covered in its scent..."

......

"Mmm...it tastes so good...I want more!"

42. The clown was actually myself!

"Hehehe... How is it, Ozawa? Has it completely transformed into its shape?"

"Ugh...mmm—you bad guy...more..."

If you can't shut the other person up completely, then dragging them down with you is the best option.

Yan Ziming picked up three skewers of grilled sausage and forced them into Xiao Ze's mouth. The girl looked pitiful and struggled to swallow the sausages, but her words didn't reflect her true feelings. After tasting the sausages, she also became addicted.

If this scene were seen and circulated by outsiders, Yan Ziming would be trending on social media the next day, and then suffer social death.

Although it has already been seen by others.

"..."

Having arrived silently, Liu Mengxian looked at the scene before her and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her throat.

So, Mo'er... has this kind of interest?

stare------

Immersed in the humiliation of Xiaoze, Yan Ziming suddenly sensed something was wrong. She turned her head and saw that Liu Mengxian was staring straight at her crime through the crack in the door.

Aa ...

Yan Ziming instantly turned into a statue. Xiao Ze swallowed the whole sausage with tears in her eyes, then turned back into a big fat cat and leisurely jumped onto Yan Ziming's shoulder, wrapping it around her like a scarf.

"Um, Xian'er, it's not like that... Let me explain... Uh, no! Let me explain!"

Heaven knows what Yan Ziming is feeling right now. Will Xian'er misunderstand her as a bad person who likes to bully little girls? My actions will definitely leave Xian'er with a similar impression! And it can never be washed away!

Xiaoze, it's all your fault!

Meow meow meow?!

As if possessing the ability to connect remotely, Xiaoze became agitated again, shrinking into Yan Ziming's chest with a pitiful expression.

"Mo'er, you...like this kind?"

"Yes, that's right... Ugh! No, no! This is just... this is just..."

Yan Ziming slapped himself in frustration, half-pulling and half-forcing Liu Mengxian to sit down, saying, "We're eating grilled sausages, just like the Pocky game. What we were doing earlier was just playing a game."

Bong~jiu~

As if protesting this nonsense, Yan Ziming's breasts suddenly sprang up, almost bursting the buttons.

"The kid lost and is throwing a tantrum," Yan Ziming said with an awkward laugh as he held him down.

"..."

"Ah, Xian'er, you should try this grilled sausage, it's really delicious!"

Yan Ziming had the idea of ​​dragging Liu Mengxian into this again, so he picked up a grilled sausage and was about to stuff it into Liu Mengxian's mouth.

"Ah..."

Liu Mengxian opened her mouth and took a bite of the front of the sausage. Her pink lips held the front of the sausage in her mouth, and with a gentle bite, the fresh and fragrant juices overflowed.

So, so astringent...

Yan Ziming was speechless; he hadn't even shown that intention yet!

Liu Mengxian, the person involved, was completely unaware. She brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear and smoothed them back. Her calm and indifferent expression added a touch of 'asceticism' to the erotic atmosphere, making her seem both elusive and elusive.

Was this woman a fox spirit in her past life?

Yan Ziming couldn't help but complain.

"It tastes good." Liu Mengxian gracefully covered her mouth and said, "Mo'er, can you make this?"

"Of course! And it will taste even better!"

Even if he didn't know how to do it, how could Yan Ziming spoil Xian'er's fun? He immediately patted his chest and made a promise, then gritted his teeth and moved forward.

Afterwards, Yan Ziming made a few excuses to coax Liu Mengxian back, and then single-handedly barged into the kitchen and dragged the kitchen supervisor out alone.

This terrified everyone else. A beautiful girl suddenly barged in and dragged the head chef, who was two heads taller than her, out. It was extremely bizarre!

When they finally realized what had happened, they stared at each other blankly and asked, "That girl... she looked familiar, didn't she? She resembled that person?"

"Nonsense! That's exactly who she is!"