MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 97 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

Ding Mao stiffly pushed away the hand that wrapped Congliang around his waist, looked at Congliang with a sullen face for a while, and saw that Congliang's scalp was numb, and then he slowly took the bowl and lowered his head to drink porridge.

Congliang put away the secret joy in his heart, Ding Mao's expression was heavy, and his brows were tightly furrowed. She and Da Bao'er have been through several lifetimes and know his nature best. However, this look is not shy, but true Angry.

If a child like Jiang Yin, she knows how to be a hooligan, and if she doesn't like the scrub and facial cleanser, it will be easy to play hard-to-play, but Ding Mao is not a teenage child, she dares to rely on people not sober, Ding Mao was really angry, and looking at her with that kind of eyes really made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Congliang touched his nose and climbed out of the iron barrel. The system was watching Ding Mao shriveled. : "Yo, this is a retreat. On the front, don't be afraid, you are invincible, and you have maintained the record of no failure in the seven-star world. The first person to cross!"

Cong Liang squatted on the edge of the iron cylinder, picked up the cold porridge in the pot and ate it. He didn't respond to the stimulation of the system. , this world, did you see the way he looked at me just now?"

The system didn't say a word, Congliang put down the bowl and pulled his hair, "It's like an old father who was changing clothes, the kind of thing that was suddenly pushed open by his daughter, flustered, ashamed, embarrassed." Congliang shook his head, "Blushing. With a thick neck, I wanted to scold, but in the end I was reluctant to give up, so I had to be ashamed that I didn't lock the door..."

"Just now he looked at me for a while, and I'm going to kneel down and call my father."

system:"…"

Cong Liang took a deep breath, put away the filthy and charming thoughts in Ding Mao's great father-like eyes, opened the sheet curtain, crawled in orderly, and accepted it orderly He climbed out of the bowl, without looking or smiling, he added a bowl of warm porridge in the middle of the pot to Ding Mao, poured water and medicine, and then backed out, squatting on the side of the bowl to discuss with the system in his mind.

The system said: "Isn't it okay to be strong? I thought this trick was invincible. Do you want to change the routine? Do you want me to find some information or guidance for you?"

Congliang was bored for a long time, thinking of the look Ding Mao looked at her just now, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head, and she couldn't pull out any romance, "...or I'll be a girl in this life never mind."

Congliang held his head in his hands, "It would be fine if he didn't have any feelings for the character Yuan Shi, but obviously this is a father's love like a mountain, and the role of the old father has been finalized, "Let me do it. ah? "

"If you want to mix raw points, this world really needs to be a girl." The system was also a little dumbfounded.

"I thought he would definitely ignore people when he woke up." Congliang said, "I thought that if he was hysterical or complained about the original body, I would take advantage of it by coaxing and kissing the two. The relationship between people can be turned in another direction..."

"Maybe he will ask questions in the future?" The system added: "Don't be so pessimistic, you have been with him for several lifetimes, no matter how people change, their nature will not change. Don't give up too early..." The invincible record must be maintained, I still keep the system to pretend to be a party.

Cong Liang smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that I just knew him, and then I knew that no matter how much he changed his nature, he would not change, if he liked it or not, he didn't like it, and there was no ambiguity at all.

Otherwise, in the last life, he stole something for Jiang Yin to find his little bell, and the little girl was interested in Jiang Yin at first sight, and the two still had a childhood love for each other. A person who has one eye closed, Xiao Bell is still the kind of youthful style Jiang Yin liked. The two of them have been together for a long time. What's the matter with her?

However, Congliang didn't tell the system these words. It was getting dark. She originally planned to take advantage of the narrowness of this iron cylinder to sleep with Dingmao in her arms at night. The gun went off and everything was fine.

But now Ding Mao asked her to feed her medicine and nutrient solution. She was completely awake. The old father's eyes full of tolerance and silent condemnation, Congliang suffered serious internal injuries after just one glance. She doesn't dare to dare now. go in.

Imagine that the person who has been loving and loving together for several lifetimes suddenly becomes your father, who can not vomit blood.

Congliang squatted on the edge of the iron cylinder and drew circles on the ground with his nails. For a while, he thought about not being a girl, and for a while he encouraged himself in his heart. Can't just forget about it, he has been with you for several lifetimes. , Can I only watch it for the rest of my life?

Congliang was in the mind of the battle between heaven and man, when suddenly he was tapped lightly on the shoulder, Congliang jumped in place and slammed his back on the iron cylinder with a bang.

"Girl... Where's my clothes?" Ding Mao was surrounded by a blanket, asking Congliang, but his face turned away from embarrassment.

"Ah..." Cong Liang looked at Ding Mao's red ears, and suddenly remembered Jiang Yin from the previous life. Even if Jiang Yin was a few decades old, once she said something fresh, her ears would turn red like this. .

But at this moment, Ding Mao's redness is definitely not the same thing as Jiang Yin. She suddenly felt a little self-blame. No matter what or who Da Baoer wants to take her as, since she can't explain or change the past, she just accepts her fate and accepts it. , In this life, Ding Mao cares so much about the "daughter" of the original body, and can even forgive the betrayal that is impossible to save. Why does she have to get rid of this "daughter".

"I'm going to look for it." Congliang stood up, walked around where Ding Mao was sitting, and quickly got inside. He found Ding Mao the clothes, pants and underwear she had collected from the dwelling, and put them by Ding Mao's hand. , exited and put down the sheet curtains.

The inside was rustling for a long time, and occasionally there was a sound of lightly bumping against the iron wall. Cong Liang looked up at the gray sky, and when he looked down, he found a little boy standing in front of her at some point.

He didn't say a word, just looked at Congliang, looked at Congliang for a while, then turned to look at the pot containing the unfinished rice porridge, licking his lips, timidly. Congliang didn't say anything, he looked back again, Congliang followed his line of sight, and saw a thin woman who also looked at Congliang timidly, with a strong desire in her eyes.

Cong Liang sighed, the porridge was already cold, and it was the leftovers she ate. In a peaceful and prosperous world, even stray cats and dogs would disdain to eat this kind of thing, but now it has become a rare thing.

The little boy was skinny, and his hair was obviously not cut or washed for a long time, and it was sticking into lumps. Cong Liang couldn't resist the burning desire in his eyes, so he nodded vaguely, and the little boy's eyes immediately seemed It lit up like thousands of fireworks, as if a bowl of cold porridge was some kind of delicacy, and happily ran away with the pot.

She watched the little boy bring the pot to the woman, and the woman bowed her head at Congliang to express her gratitude. Congliang suddenly figured out that she and Dabao'er had been together for several lifetimes. , from the moment Liang was tempted, the task became an additional proof for her to confirm whether Da Boa fell in love with her wholeheartedly.

She has loved him for several lifetimes and is still the same to this day, but she carries memories of several lifetimes, but Da Baoer doesn't. She doesn't need to impose it. The task points in the space are already astronomical for her from the countryside, and the task has long been over. important.

The little boy longed for a bowl of cold porridge, and she rejoiced when she gave it to him. How could she be stingy about what her eldest treasure wanted.

She was very sure that what Ding Mao wanted now was not a woman, but the one who betrayed him several times, but he still couldn't bear the "daughter" he raised with his own hands. Cong Liang rubbed his face, since Ding Mao wanted it, she What's wrong with just giving Ding Mao a "daughter"?

After she figured it out, she wandered back to the edge of the iron cylinder. She was her father's daughter, and she didn't do anything deliberately. She was born to be his father's daughter, but when she was a daughter of Da Bao'er, there were still things she had to pay attention to. It's really a lot. First of all, in order to make Da Bao'er stop looking at her with that kind of eyes, she couldn't sleep with him squeezed together as originally planned.

Cong Liang originally wanted to go in to get the bed and quilt and live in the original tent, but as soon as he walked to the edge of the cylinder, he heard the sound of "Boom!" mixed with Ding Mao's repressed groan.

"Fifth Uncle?" Cong Liang shouted, and just as she was about to lift the curtain, Ding Mao hurriedly reprimanded, "Don't come in!"

Cong Liang helped his forehead, but he really couldn't adapt to his new identity as a "daughter" for a while, and his mouth was helplessly deflated, but after a while, there was another "dong dong" inside, and Ding Mao couldn't hold it back. of pain.

Ding Mao must have been unable to wear it by himself. He stretched to the wound and turned around in a circle. Suddenly, he touched a single corner of the quilt and tugged it hard. With a "thorn" sound, he tore off a piece and quickly tied it to the quilt. on your own eyes.

Only then did he lift the curtain and **** it in. He lowered his voice and said honestly, "Let me help you, Fifth Uncle, you can't bend your legs back yet, lest the wounds become more severe."

The system was sucking the noodles in the space, and when he saw the scene of Congliang's eyes tied, he sucked so hard that the noodles were almost sucked into his mind, and he said to himself, "My mother, I have been shameless for several lifetimes, Mosaic every day, this will happen. Er, help people get dressed and fasten their eyes? Tsk tsk tsk, I really know how to play..."

She has just realized the true meaning of great love and is ready to devote herself heroically to be a "daughter" for her dear Da Baoer. From now on, I will give you whatever you want, and start the journey of Buddhist strategy.

Ding Mao's face changed drastically when he saw Congliang come in, but he was half awake that day. It's not that he didn't know many things. He was very strange to all of Congliang's current senses. Of course he liked the little girl's closeness, but from the first two Although the relationship between people is very harmonious, there is never any intimate physical contact, and the little girl does not call him Xiao Wushu in that sticky tone, but calls him big brother.

Ding Mao felt that this kind of closeness was not right. There were differences between men and women. Although the little girl was brought up by him, he only gave her a bath when the babysitter was eight years old when she had a cold. The pictures of being "served" when he was half asleep just now, and the way the little girl looked at him when he woke up just now.

But now he can't even put on his pants, he has lost his energy for a long time, and only puts on his underwear, and the stretched wound starts to bleed again, it's useless!

Seeing Congliang coming in again, just as she was about to scold her, she saw her eyes were tied with cloth strips, and she carefully touched her. Ding Mao's eyes suddenly turned red, seeing what filthy things he was thinking about, forcing him the little girl...

The little girl must be serving him because he can't move himself. If you think about it carefully, she really doesn't do anything. Besides... Ding Mao raised his hand and touched his uneven face, this ghostly look... How could he think of that? !

He wished he could slap himself.

The author has something to say: Ding Mao: My thoughts are dirty, I can't understand it!

System: ...you didn't mistake the big fool.

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Congliang: Be the right one, be the right one, and plant the flowers with the heart!

System: Be a fool, be a fool!

Congliang: Be a dignified man, a dignified one, unintentionally inserting willows and willows to make a shade!

System: Be the right one, be the right one, and unknowingly send your sincerity!

Someone asked me that day if every world is a routine, how could it be!

The heroine didn't understand anything at first, so she was embarrassed. There are twelve worlds in total. This is a step-by-step process.

I won't spoil what follows, this world is a Buddhist strategy (^o^)/~