This time the Glory Guild dinner was still very pure and there was no nightlife arrangement.

Everyone was very happy, and this pure activity was even more memorable.

After dinner at six o'clock, everyone went their separate ways at half past six o'clock.

However, the story of the dinner was not over. I was too excited tonight and told the story of the captain's treating him tomorrow night. So everyone unanimously decided that they would have to knock on the Red Hands for a hot pot tomorrow night.

Jin Deqian was going back tomorrow, but when he heard that Zhen Lang was treating him, he angrily changed his air ticket to the morning after tomorrow, because he would brag to the brothers in the guild in the future, "I shamelessly took a meal with my idol brother"...

At 7:30 pm, Zhen Lang and Shuimi'er returned to their warm nest reads;.

The idol brother began the process of suffering pain and happiness, and fought with the sword for two hours.

Shumier had known about Zhen Lang and Ren Jian's death agreement, so she did not disturb him.

At 9:30, 50 games were over, Zhen Lang's record was 3 wins and 47 losses.

This caused a small blow to the idol brother. Yesterday he won four games and draw one, and today he only won three games, and he didn't even have a chance to drag into a draw. It seems that he has regressed compared to yesterday.

Zhen Lang could not stand this ending. He did not expect himself to become stronger overnight, but at least he had to make some progress every day. He could not tolerate this kind of regression and was thinking about whether he had regressed today or was the other party's condition too brave today?

At this moment, the cold and mysterious man Jian Heyi actually sent him a friend message: "Baby, come, let's chat."

Zhen Lang was unhappy: "Call me naughty? How old are you?"

The man and sword are united: "Where are you from 1999?"

Zhen Lang immediately surrendered. It turned out that the other party was an uncle born in the 1990s and was 31 years old this year.

He typed weakly: "Uncle, I'm from 2008."

The man and sword are united: "Don't call me uncle, you can't understand the youth in my heart."

Zhen Lang: "Brother, what do you want to chat about?"

Man and sword unite: "Brother, I want to ask, how many times have you been abused by me?"

Zhen Lang: "Not many, only more than two hundred events."

"Not much?" Renjian Heyi seemed to be stunned for a moment and typed again: "You won't pretend to be calm, are you?"

Zhen Lang: "No need to pretend, I'm very calm."

The sword of man and sword are one: "Is it so good to be abused by my brother?"

Zhen Lang: "It's cool."

"..." Ren Jian Heyi probably didn't expect Zhen Lang to reply so simply, and he let out a cold sweat: "Are you masochist?"

Zhen Lang was very honest: "I learned a lot of things from you and felt that I benefited from it."

"Is that true?" Ren Jian Heyi gave a sexy expression with sunglasses.

Zhen Langyi kept doing it: "It must be, but you are too high-end. I understand some routines, but I can't learn them. It's like watching a free kick master punishing a fallen leaf ball and elevator ball. I can see that you can understand it, but I can't even kick it in a hundred times. Brother, why don't you be my master?"

The human sword unity: "With your stupid talent, what qualifications do you have to be my apprentice?"

Zhen Lang is very introverted: "I scored 93 in the trial. Don't you think I'm talented?"

The human sword unity: "93 is a big deal, but there are no 95, and in my eyes they are all scum."

Zhen Lang expressed dissatisfaction: "I want to be 95, why do you still want to be your teacher?"

The human sword unity: "Your words make some sense, but the reason is not sufficient. Tell me why you want to take me as your teacher?"

Zhen Lang: "I just think you are cool and high-end. I can learn a lot from you."

Man and Sword Combination: "Everyone on Earth knows that my brother is cool and high-end. If you don't need to say anything, I will give you a chance to convince me in the end."

Zhen Lang: "I think you are like Jiraiya. You can teach me how to fly awesome and reads;."

Man and sword unite: "Who do you think I look like?"

Zhen Lang: "Jiraiya."

The human sword unites one: "I have a kind of saying it again."

Zhen Lang: "Jiraiya!"

Man and sword unite: "Are you sure?"

Zhen Lang was confused. Could it be that the other party was Naruto and hated the Naruto character the most?

He timidly typed: "I'm sure."

The human sword unites: "Then you say it again."

Zhen Lang fought with him: "I'm sure!"

Man and sword unite: "Not this, who did you just say I look like?"

Zhen Lang: "Jiraiya."

The human sword unites one: "If you have a genital, you say it three times in a row!"

Zhen Lang: "Jiraiya! Jiraiya! Jiraiya!"

“Wow hahahahahahaha…!”

Development team, the bitch dragon laughter echoed in the room.

"What's so happy?" Xing Yugao heard the sound, pushed the door and asked.

"Jiraiya, hahahahahahaha, after thirty years of ups and downs, someone finally said that I look like Jiraiya! God has eyes, how did he know that my idol is Jiraiya?" The bitch Long was so excited that he made a decision: "I didn't expect that this naughty child could actually see that I have Jiraiya's style. Such a young man with vision is a talent for making a fortune. My brother plans to accept him as his apprentice..."

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Zhen Lang did not waste today's character explosion mode. With the feeling of being eager to get together with the Xiong De suit, Ye Yingying, who was eager to make the list, played a five-man Siren once. Mo Xiang and her cousin's account were also in the team. After a fight, the results were pleasant. A warrior's ordinary suit and a Xiong T's ordinary suit were produced. It was like getting whatever he wanted.

Then the idol brother went offline directly under the pretext of accumulating his character.

He and Su Jie had made an appointment with him to have 50 games a day starting this week. Due to the gathering, today's duel was temporarily cancelled.

At 10:20 pm, Zhen Lang finished washing and jumped to the bed to serve the impatient queen.

Zhen Lang felt very sorry when he thought that he had been sleeping on Shuimi'er's thigh after getting drunk in the afternoon, and his legs were numb. So he used all the massage skills he had taught himself and pressed them until eleven o'clock.

At the end of the massage, Zhen Lang burst out with his vulgar nature...

Tonight, Shumier was wearing a thin black nightgown. Although it was not a sexy style, it was more sexy than the naughty and cute nightgown last night, and it also exuded the cold temptation of a black rose. It was a bit like a queen.

Zhen Lang pressed for a long time, and his feet were rushing with blood boiling, so he lifted up the corner of the beauty's skirt and peeped shamelessly... With a glance, he saw an extremely seductive pair of lace pants...

"Perverb!" Shuimi'er sat on the bed like a cat with her tail stepped on. Her little hand pressed on the corner of her skirt to prevent it from being exposed, and then stared at Zhen Lang viciously: "Classmate, I ask you, who gave you such courage?"

Zhen Lang said weakly: "Didn't it just say that you don't put your hand in? I didn't put it in..."

Shuimi'er became even more angry: "What's the difference between lifting someone's skirt and putting it in?"

Zhen Lang: "Of course there is a difference. Didn't I reach in?"

"I was speechless to reads;." Shumier was defeated and said angrily: "You said how you have a brain? When they were mentally prepared, you didn't react for a long time. When my sister was completely unprepared, you made a sudden attack again."

Zhen Lang said proudly: "Is this an unexpected surprise?"

Shuimi'er gave him a blank look: "The accident is an accident, there is no surprise, there is a fright. Sister, I have to educate you again and tell me. When a girl is mentally prepared, she will not blame you if you do something, but will stick to you more. On the other hand, if the girl is ready, you will not respond at all. She secretly despises you in her heart. If she is a little cruel, she will definitely scold you as a fool in her heart."

Zhen Lang looked like he was taught: "You seem to have said this rule once, and I remember it."

Shuimi'er: "Also, don't make a sudden attack when a girl is not ready. That's not a surprise. In 80% of the cases, it may be a frightened person. It's normal for girls to get angry on the spot. If it's a bit serious, maybe they will break up with you immediately. Don't think that doing this is very different, and I can stand you."

Zhen Lang humbly asked: "How do I know if the girls are ready?"

Shumier said with a grudge: "You have been promoted to level 12 in vain. Today, you were so popular. Even the big lady and Coco meant to be counterattacked by you. My sister wanted you to level 13. It was because you were not good at it just now, and the upgrade was cancelled. It would be considered very polite if you didn't downgrade you."

Zhen Lang was about to cry: "I missed the opportunity to upgrade like this?"

Shuimi'er: "Yes, you should reflect on it. As a level 12 pick-up girl, it's equivalent to having a three-piece copy set. You didn't play the dps you deserve at all, and the output techniques and routines are not high-end at all. As for how to know if the girls are ready, I can't teach you this, you need to explore it yourself. Under normal circumstances, those who change to pick-up girls at level 10 can see that it's just your piece of wood that can't figure out the situation."

Zhen Lang had a bitter face: "Okay, I'll try it out myself."

Shuimi'er suddenly changed the topic: "Stand up for me."

Zhen Lang: "What are you doing?"

Shuimi: "Take off your pants."

Zhen Lang was startled: "Why?"

Shuimi'er was confident: "You have seen me, and I want to see you too."

Zhen Lang was a little scared and said embarrassedly: "But I only see you little Nene."

Shuimi'er said angrily: "Your thoughts are so evil, I didn't ask you to take off all of them. My sister just wants to see you, Little Nene."

My idol brother was tortured by this fairy and stood up weakly to take off his pants.

From last night to tonight, he slept in more than a pair of underwear, and he also wore a pair of shorts outside.

Under the gloating gaze of the ever-changing goblin, he blushed and his neck was thick. He quickly took off the shorts outside, wearing only a pair of boxers, and moved quickly, and cumming into the quilt...

Shuimi'er glared at him angrily: "What are you shy about? Shouldn't I be shy?"

Zhen Lang sat on the bed, his face turned redder, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

"Are you mistaken? This is your room? You are so nervous in a pair of flat pants?" Shuimi'er looked at him in disbelief, suddenly smiled, and said in a tone that he took advantage of the situation: "Well, I'm a little stupid, but I'm quite cute. Don't lower your head and pretend to be pitiful. I'll forgive you. Come over and let my sister hug you."

Zhen Lang covered his lower body with a quilt, but did not dare to move. He said weakly: "Can you turn off the lights first?"

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Chapter completed!