Bald head... hair loss... knowing the same sex... strangers are dull...

On the shaking recliner.

When I was silent, I looked at the sky and looked desperate.

Lin Jiangxue didn't notice it, quietly experiencing the tranquility, leisure and happiness at this moment, and teasing the petite beauties in her arms.

After a long time.

Xinghuan opened the system panel again.

Host: Xinghuan

Tags: scumbag, excellent cooking skills, carefully selected, magician, dragon subduing iron smelting, painter, master, I know how to touch palms and disguise skills, I hope that lovers in the world will eventually become relatives and be sick.

Synthetic tag: Spend money like earth, male god.

Rare tags: spiritual healing master, endless learning, nutrition matching master, dark bartender, Ma Liang's magic pen, doctor's benevolent heart (not advanced), night elf (not advanced), Fenghou Qimen (not advanced).

Character tag: Saitama (not advanced).

Has tag bits: 6

Already equipped tags: spend money like soil, learn endlessly, male god, nutrition matching master, excellent cooking skills, night elf.

Likes: 5699233

What if you like it...

Xinghuan touched his hair silently and sighed in his heart.

The bald head characteristics, improvement methods, and label advancement are all against your own hair.

Fortunately, this is not a big problem, there are many solutions.

In addition, the most unexpected thing is that there will be a character tag.

So.

Who created the character Saitama? If you have time, you have to have a good talk with the other party...

The streets that never sleep under the rain fell into a deep sleep early.

A white car came slowly and stopped on the side of the road outside the restaurant.

Inside the car.

Mu Shaoai held his cell phone, watched the video, and then looked at the scene outside the car window, and his eyes finally fell on the only store nearby with lights on.

Baiweizhai.

This is a restaurant.

The electronic sign on the restaurant door shows "Resting".

The door has not been opened yet.

Or has it closed?

Mu Shaoai looked at the restaurant's business hours, put away his cell phone and waited quietly.

After searching along the way, she has confirmed that the background in the video is here.

Combined with this late-night restaurant, the answer is clear.

Is it twelve o'clock?

It's almost...

Inside the restaurant.

I took out my phone and looked at it. After comparing the system's likes and emotions, I immediately had a clearer understanding of the dullness of "unfamiliar opposite sex".

This feature does not affect his likes.

From the emotions obtained, we can see that this characteristic makes strangers no longer feel impulsive or ill-inducing when they see him, but instead becomes appreciation, and reason prevails.

In short: "You are very handsome, I simply like, appreciate, like it casually, that's all."

Almost no effect.

It would have no effect on the opposite sex you know.

However, the "knowing and the same-sex fit" feature is not known as the specific effect.

Time passes slowly.

The shaking recliner stopped.

Xinghuan looked at Lin Jiangxue in her arms and said, "Go and have a rest."

Lin Jiangxue got up and left Xinghuan's arms. Her slender silk legs were straight and tight, outlining a perfect line. She turned around and looked over, stretched her waist, and said lazy and seductively: "I can't sleep. No one should come tonight, I will be with you."

I can't help but have fun, so I got up and walked into the kitchen, and opened the door to open.

Today is the sixth night of Baiweizhai opening business. It is raining heavily outside, and I don’t know if there will be any guests.

The white sedan was parked in the parking space.

Mu Shaoai opened the umbrella, got out of the car, walked towards the restaurant, and pushed the door open.

In front of the bar.

Lin Jiangxue sat casually, sexy and touching.

"jingle."

The wind chime sounded.

Xinghuan and Lin Jiangxue both looked over unexpectedly.

In sight, the restaurant door is closed.

A cold mature woman wearing a white shirt, black coat, black cropped pants and white flat shoes walked in.

The umbrella was put away and placed on the umbrella stand beside it.

The woman glanced at Lin Jiangxue, and then paused on her body, and landed on Xinghuan.

Men, women.

Compared with the people in the video, especially the men in the kitchen, they are definitely the same person as the men in the video.

Mu Shaoai breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bar without expression and stopped, stretched out his hand to Xinghuan, his voice was cold, and said, "Mu Shaoai, the attending doctor of the Department of Neurology of the Municipal People's Hospital."

Xinghuan was thoughtful, smiled, reached out and held Mu Shaoai's hand, and said, "The boss here, Xinghuan, welcome."

While speaking, information acquisition has begun.

In a blink of an eye, Xinghuan had obtained a lot of information related to Mu Shaoai.

Unfortunately, time is limited, so I only know the other party’s journey and did not get the other party’s specific purpose.

For the miracle of Shang Nanxue?

I'm afraid otherwise.

Xinghuan didn't care and let go of her hand when Mu Shaoai let go.

Lin Jiangxue looked at Mu Shaoai with interest, as if he was conscious and noticed something.

Xinghuan smiled slightly, and while packing the empty wine glasses on the table, he said, "What do you want to eat?"

Mu Shaoai glanced at the still steaming hot pot and said lightly: "I'm not here to eat."

The attitude is cold and straightforward.

It probably wasn't intentional, but that's the character.

But women with such a personality are not likable.

Xinghuan analyzed and looked at it casually, and said casually: "If you need it, you can speak out."

Mu Shaoai looked at Xinghuan and said, "You cured Shang Nanxue's disease."

A sure tone is not a question.

Who is Shang Nanxue?

Lin Jiangxue touched the belly that she brought to him with her, and looked quite curious.

Xinghuan thought for a while and said, "It's me."

A sudden look flashed in Mu Shaoai's eyes. He paused, took a few steps back, knelt down slowly, and said, "Please help me."

Xinghuan was stunned.

Seeing this, Lin Jiangxue looked at Xinghuan, thought for a while, and chose to continue watching.

Xinghuan glanced at the woman who suddenly knelt down, and casually handled the wine glass and tableware, and said, "What if I don't help?"

Mu Shaoai said calmly in a tone: "I can give anything, as long as you need it."

Xinghuan sighed and said, "I don't like others begging me on their knees."
To be continued...