"Gongzi, it hurts …"
Wang Quan was speechless.
Hurts?
Where does it hurt?
Does the power furnace hurt?
Are you one of my paper human wives from ten years ago, Icarus?
"How does it hurt?"
"I want Gongzi …" Luo Xiao's purple eyes shone brightly, almost catching up to the brightness of a light bulb.
Cracks began to appear on her skin and clothes. Countless flesh sprouts squirmed and struggled in the cracks, emitting bluish-purple flames.
She was afraid that in the next moment, she would disintegrate into a wriggling monster.
Then, she would rush to Wang Quan's body and devour all of his flesh and blood.
Wang Quan's expression changed. "Don't! Just tell me what to do! "
This is too f * cking frightening!
I just adjusted my human feelings back, why is she so violent all of a sudden?
Speaking of which, this girl's perception of feelings is different from normal people. It's too difficult.
"I want Gongzi … I want Gongzi to become a part of me …"
Wang Quan gritted his teeth and hugged her waist, kissing her in the middle of the street.
"Ugh …"
Luo Xiao's purple eyes widened.
Then, her body slowly relaxed and she slowly closed her eyes.
After a while, Wang Quan opened his mouth and asked while panting, "How are you now? Is your condition better? "
Damn it! This girl's mouth is like a suction cup, almost sucking me to death!
He touched his lips. His mouth is f * cking swollen!
Luo Xiao stood there in a daze, her breathing especially smooth.
In fact, she didn't need to breathe at all.
She stared at Wang Quan and licked her lips, obviously still recalling the feeling just now.
After a while, her eyes became brighter and brighter. "Gongzi, I know what it feels like to like someone."
Wang Quan took out his cell phone and took a selfie while looking at his lips. "How does it feel?"
"When Young Master kissed me just now, I sucked in your saliva. After I absorbed it, I felt as if I was soaking in warm water. I just wanted to sleep like this, and then soak in it for the rest of my life."
She gently bit her lower lip. "So liking someone means that when my body is in so much pain that I want to die, Young Master can make me feel better. This is proof that I like Young Master, right?"
Wang Quan: "…"
She clearly meant what she said literally, but why did she think the wrong way?
Could it be that his mind was really filled with perverted thoughts, so everything he heard was impure?
After thinking for three seconds, Wang Quan gave a definite answer.
That's right! That was it!
However, there might be another explanation, and that was that these female demons were all lusting after his body.
Otherwise, why would they want to get close to him?
That matchmaking app was the same. Since it was the "Best Match", why did he always get matched with female monsters?
Actually, it wasn't the app that had a problem, but him?
Actually, that app was very kind, and the matching was very accurate.
Wang Quan chuckled. How could there be such nonsense?
He turned his head to look at a pale-faced scholar who had been looking up at the two.
This scholar was wearing a hat and white mourning clothes. His face was pale without a trace of blood, and his lips were bruised.
He was most likely poisoned to death.
Wang Quan squatted in front of him and asked, "Shang Shang, if I cut a piece of meat for you, how many things can I buy?"
The Shang Shang stared. "Really?"
He pointed to the items on the small table. "It's not a problem to exchange all of them."
On his table were things like brushes, ink, paper, inkstone, and fans.
Wang Quan picked up a brush. "What's the use of this?"
"This is the Nail Head Seven Days Brush." The scholar began to promote it. "As long as you write the name of the target you want to kill, and draw a portrait of that person at the side, the target will definitely die in seven days.
"The prerequisite is that the other party's strength is not as good as yours."
Wang Quan was speechless. "Then I can just do it directly. What's the use of this thing?"
"That's why it's not expensive. It only costs a finger." The scholar raised his finger. "A section of the little finger will do. That's just a hair from nine oxen to you."
"Save it."
Wang Quan put down the brush and was about to stand up to leave. Then, his sharp eyes saw a folding fan.
Seeing him pick up the folding fan and carefully play with it, the scholar immediately introduced. "This is the fan used during Guangwu's ascension to the throne. The frame is made of red sandalwood and the surface is made of natural silk. There are no inscriptions or paintings on it. It's very commemorative."
Wang Quan sneered. "Don't lie to me if I'm not well-educated. According to the current information, folding fans first appeared in the Liang Kingdom during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. There was no such thing in the early Eastern Han Dynasty.
"And you're wearing Song Dynasty clothes and saying that you're selling a fan from the Han Dynasty … hehe."
Although he said so, he did not put down the fan.
This was because deep in his heart, he had an indescribable desire for this folding fan.
It was as if someone was whispering in his ear.
"Want, want, want … buy it for me, buy it for me, buy it for me …"
"Don't say that, customer! This fan has a special ability! " The scholar hurriedly said, "In summer, it's a cool breeze. In winter, it's a warm spring breeze!
"This treasure that can be warm in winter and cool in summer and can be used as a decoration is worth a lifetime!"
Wang Quan wanted to say something sarcastic, but the voice in his head was so noisy that his brain was about to explode.
He gripped the fan tightly and rubbed his temples. "Just tell me how much it is."
"One hand."
"Deal."
Wang Quan took out his shovel and covered it with a layer of black-red mist. He lifted the shovel and chopped off the scholar's left hand.
Then, he sucked back the black-red mist that covered the stump of the left hand. He picked up the fan and left with Luo Xiao.
The scholar was stunned. He picked up the left hand and pressed it on his arm. He muttered in a low voice, "You don't give me anything and you still give me money! What Dao World! "
Putting the fan in his pocket, the voice in Wang Quan's head disappeared in satisfaction.
Then, Wang Quan acted as if he had forgotten about it and spread his hands. "Xiao Luo, you still don't know what it means to like. Come, let uncle teach you. "
Luo Xiao hesitated. She tapped Wang Quan's palm with her index finger and then retracted it as if she had been electrocuted.
Then, she carefully tapped twice before slowly placing her hand in Wang Quan's.
Wang Quan pulled her hand and went straight to the opposite corner where they sold candied fruits.
"Let's have a stick of candied fruits first."
It was the best weapon to deal with little girls! It was candied fruits!
This was the knowledge that Wang Quan had learned from reading novels, anime, and television dramas.
He had failed once on the little princess in his previous life. That could only mean that everyone had their own aspirations. There were still little lolis who could resist the temptation of candied fruits.
But Luo Xiao, a former saintess who used to be pure and innocent, should not be able to resist the temptation of candied fruits.
They walked to the candied fruits stall. Before Wang Quan could move, Luo Xiao cut off her hand and handed it over. "Give me two sticks of candied fruits."
The old ghost looked at the hand that was crawling on the small table by itself. The corner of his eyes twitched.
After a while, he said stiffly, "I can't open the change."
Then, he stared at Wang Quan, drooling.
Wang Quan smiled and took out his military shovel to pay the bill.
At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and placed a bloody finger on the small table. "I'll pay for them."
The old ghost was shocked and bowed slightly. "My Lord!"
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