Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

The scenery was bright at noon, and a bird singing outside the window brought me back to my senses. The porcelain cup in my hand had been crushed into powder.

Ye Tan was wearing a single layer of unlined clothing, leaning on the edge of the bed to flip through a book, and just glanced at me indifferently, already familiar with it.At the beginning, he would nervously check whether I was scratched by the porcelain, and he was not very popular.

"...This medicine hall can't stay anymore." I sighed, shaking off the powder between my cuffs, "Since I came back at noon yesterday, I have crushed 37 cups in the medical hall. Doctor Ren is really going to curse people gone."

The value was changed too much last time, and now it is very difficult to control the prehistoric power in the body.During this period, I tensed my nerves to maintain my strength, but as long as I lost my mind a little, my subordinates would be destroyed.My will is almost broken, and I am always on the verge of collapse.

The most frustrating thing is that I really don't know how to enter the modifier last time, and I can't change it back now.

"Ah Tan, do you still remember what we did yesterday... the moment before I faked my death?" I couldn't figure out the joint, feeling a little irritable, and lightly tapped the table.

Immediately, the entire rosewood table fell down and shattered to the ground.

dry.

"...Master, you might as well lie down and talk." Ye Tan cautiously suggested.

"But I have already collapsed into two beds." Shen painfully refused.The cups and tables are fine. After all, one thing like a bed is missing. "But I really have to think about this matter. I'd better go lie down in the yard."

I pushed the door lightly and went out, and Ye Tan also put down his book and got up: "Alright, my subordinate will let you bask in the sun for a while."

I nodded, concentrated my attention, got up to 12 points, and walked on eggshells in fear and fear, and brought the reclining chair from the back room to the courtyard.Gently put it on the ground, and cautiously pushed it away seven steps before exhaling: "You can't stand for a long time, let's just rest for a while."

"Master, no. How could this subordinate be so rude."

I know his always difficult temper, but I really don't have the energy to comfort him: "Ah Tan, I'm really tired, please forgive me."

He pursed his lips, and sat up immediately in a good manner.

I was amazed at how easy it was.

It turns out that dealing with shadow guards is much more effective than appeasement, so keep this in mind.

I brushed aside the weeds and lay down in the middle of the yard.The stones and blue bricks were not very smooth, and it was very uncomfortable, but finally he relaxed for a moment.

"A Tan."

"Ok?"

"It's really, really hard to live."

"..."

What are the conditions for opening the plug-in?object?action?ceremony?lines?

I closed my eyes and carefully recalled the situation at that time.I was hit by Ze Que, rolled around a few times, and was later lifted up by Ye Tan.It seems that nothing special has been encountered, and the trigger condition should not be an object.

"A Tan, what did you say at that time? Can you say it again?" After thinking hard to no avail, he had to ask for help outside the venue.

Ye Tan was silent, I urged him again, and he replied in a weak voice: "This subordinate said... If it was the heyday, the master would never be humiliated like this."

"Is there another sentence?"

Night Tan refused to talk about it anyway.

I stood up and said earnestly: "Ah Tan, can you still move? Can you force yourself a bit and repeat the situation at that time?"

I knew it was a little bad for his recovery, but I didn't care too much, and carried him to the ground without any doubts, and leaned into his arms after adjusting the posture at that time.

Ye Tan's movements were stiff, but his expression was even more exciting.

I thought about my lines, and took the lead in the play: "Skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow down. Well, Ah Tan, it's your turn."

I looked eagerly, Night Tan was a bit overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility, don't start, said in a low voice: "...If I met you in the first place, it would be fine..."

The warblers are melodious, the warm wind passes through the ears, the world is quiet and nothing has changed.

No one spoke for a while, I only saw the tip of Ye Tan's ears getting redder and brighter by the sunlight.

I was very disappointed.

It seems that starting the program is not a line anymore.

what else?action?It seemed to be the same at the time, no difference...

I was suddenly blessed to my heart: "Night story! Did you kiss me at that time?!"

Ye Tan was taken aback, and denied it flatly: "There is absolutely no such thing!!"

"Is there?! Although I passed out later and didn't feel it, I remember seeing your eyelashes close to mine." I said happily, "Ah Tan, Kuai, kiss me again!!"

Ye Tan almost wanted to push me away in panic, but I naturally refused to let go, and I held him tightly and forced to come over. Seeing his flustered expression, I suddenly felt a sense of guilt as a strong girl, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't let me go!" Afraid, I...cough, I have...a last resort."

I looked sad, and I was miserable, Ye Tan finally calmed down a little, I saw the needle in the right place and pecked up.

Hit! yes! !

He was still struggling just now, but I really kissed him but he didn't move. I must have been scared to death.

It's dear, but I still can't start the modifier.I wondered if the position was wrong, I rubbed his lips and turned a few angles, but it still didn't improve.

Disappointed × 2

Every conceivable method has been tried, but finally to no avail.I was so sad that I slowly let go of my hand like frost hitting an eggplant, and moved away from Ye Tan's lips.

Can't move without moving a few inches.

I don't know when Ye Tan raised his hand to support my neck, inserted his knuckles into the hair, and moved up inch by inch.

"...I'm sorry, master. I... this subordinate didn't mean to reject you." He apologized in a low voice, closed his eyes and leaned forward again, his thin lips were burning hot, and his breathing was soft:

"Please don't make such an expression."

...? ? ? ? ?

no? ?

Brother, have you misunderstood something? ? ? ?

(Rabbit Hanging Wolf Tan by Aze