Star Iron, but the amount of animation

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The boy's eyes became more and more strange.

He hesitated for a moment: "Old Lei..."

"I have to tell you first... Although I don't remember it clearly, I seem to be a married man... You..."

"......What's the meaning?"

Mei was a little confused and didn't understand.

"It's just a matter of a knife, why is it related to my family?"

An Jing was silent.

He suddenly laughed.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Volume 1: Chapter 149: I want you to help me practice

"Come on, give me the knife."

The boy took the knife.

He looked at the long purple thing in his hand and thought, hey, what's the big deal, is there any knife that deserves love?

Although it felt fucking awkward and strange, with a rigorous scientific experimental attitude, An Jing still carefully stroked every part of the long sword, and then returned it to Mei.

The moment the woman took the knife, her body shuddered violently, her lower lip was bitten tightly, and she used the scabbard to support herself on the ground to avoid falling down. When she opened her eyes again, she was a little dazed.

"what......"

She took a deep breath and adjusted her body.

An Jing was standing aside and taking everything in.

Oh wow.

he thought.

This is really the case.

Not only are these few tricks enough to ruin your life, they have also led the ignorant girl astray.

Huh? Why did I say again?

An Jing thought about it, but couldn't remember, so he gave up thinking skillfully.

"Is that enough now?"

The young man sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking down at the woman below him who was limp, unable to sit cross-legged, loosely holding the long sword and looking dizzy, with a look of boredom on his face.

He knew that from now on, they might never be able to see each other as brothers again.

Alas, is this something worth being sad about?

......It seems hard to say.

"I......"

Mei raised her head and looked up at the boy, but subconsciously avoided his eyes. Her cheeks flushed and an inexplicable sense of shame surged in her heart.

"I'm sorry... for letting you see this ugly scene..."

"It's okay, not that ugly, actually quite pretty."

An Jing waved his hand.

He really doesn't care. He will never get tired of this feeling of looking down on others.

"It seems... I haven't practiced enough... I can't even resist this level of pleasure..."

The woman seemed to have calmed down and her breathing gradually slowed down.

She straightened up again, changing back to her previous cross-legged position, with the long sword across her knees. Her eyes were serious, as if she was about to say something serious.

What else are you trying to do?

An Jing raised his eyebrows.

"If you don't mind, I hope to do more of this practice in the days ahead."

"...Practice?"

For a moment the boy couldn't tell whether she was kidding or really believed it.

Well, it seems impossible to be on a string.

Lao Lei is a good person in every way except that he is too dull. He has a kind of innocent beauty, and he looks like someone whose brain has been trained stupidly through practicing martial arts.

"Yes, practice."

Mei nodded: "I have always used suffering to sharpen myself, but I never noticed that happiness can also damage one's mind... Thanks to this experience, I was able to examine my own shortcomings and fill them."

"What, what the hell?"

An Jing was stunned.

Damn, can it be understood this way?

Oh, no, it seems that this is how it should be understood... It seems that there is something wrong with him?

That’s not right... Oh, that’s right... Hiss, that’s not right - oh, is it right?

Forget it, let’s solve her problem first.

"So what you mean is... you want me to help you practice?"

He stroked it and thought that this was what the woman meant.

"Well, if you find it troublesome, you can refuse."

"It's not that troublesome..." An Jing touched his face and said, "Do I look like a snake?"

"...?"

Mei was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't understand why the boy asked this, she still answered truthfully: "No."

She had met many people, and although she seemed to have forgotten their names, her appearance still left some impression. After looking through them again and again, she could not find one who could compare with the boy in terms of appearance alone.

His black hair exudes a complex sense of refinement, and his eyes are always filled with an enviable breath of freedom. His loose black shirt reveals his collarbone, and his delicate features often have a sly smile. But the most attractive thing is his temperament. He looks like a young man full of vigor, but he gives people a sense of uninhibited maturity, as if he has seen through everything, especially his temperament is mixed with a hint of...divinity?

Mysterious and noble, as if there was a huge gap in life levels between the two of them...it seemed to be a reminder from the instinct of life.

He speaks in a very casual way, but he is extremely reliable in his work. At least so far, all the problems they encounter are finally solved by him.

...But sometimes he deliberately does bad things...

...seems... not so annoying...

If An Jing knew what she was thinking, he would definitely sigh.

It turns out that humans are visual animals, no one is an exception.

Good-looking people are called energetic, and ugly people are called sunshine goblins.

Good-looking people are called bohemians, and ugly people are called sloppy goblins.

People who are good-looking are called handsome, and those who are ugly are called storm goblins.

People who are good looking are called mature, and those who are ugly are called old goblins.

Good-looking people are called casual, and ugly ones are called frivolous goblins.

Good-looking people are called reliable, and ugly ones are called cows, horses, and goblins.

People who are good-looking are called foodies, and those who are ugly are called gluttonous goblins.

Those with a height of over 180cm can leave the Goblin class and join the Troll class.

Well, fortunately he is so handsome.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you practice. Anyway, there's nothing you can do on this broken boat. Just don't regret it later."

"Naturally, I will bear all the consequences, you don't have to worry."

Meiyi nodded.

"Haha, you better be able to do it."

An Jing was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore.

My rationality has been exhausted today, it's time to get some sleep to replenish it.

"I'm asleep. I'm tired. Don't bother me."

He grabbed both sides of the chair with both hands, lifted it up, put it against his buttocks, and moved it in a certain direction until the woman was no longer visible to him. Then he lay down, leaned back against the chair, closed his eyes, and immediately became unconscious.

Seeing that the boy seemed to have fallen into a deep dream and no longer responded to the outside world, Mei, whose body had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief invisibly.

It seems that proactive offense is indeed effective.

If she had let the young man take the initiative just now, she would have been afraid that he would have asked her some malicious questions that would have been difficult for her to answer.

Her thoughts gradually slowed down, and Mei finally had some free time to carefully recall the feeling she had just had.

The boy's hand was like a knife in his hand...carefully stroking her body...

The woman felt her body beginning to soften again.

"Why did it become like this..."

She asked doubtfully, as if asking a question to the knife in her hand.

Obviously, this has never happened before...

Volume 1: Chapter 150: I just wanted to see if she had lost weight.

Ugh.

With a tired sigh, the boy opened his eyes.

It’s not over yet, right?

What came into his sight changed again. It was no longer the small and boring starship cabin.

He glanced around the gorgeous bedroom with an expressionless face, then looked down and saw a pair of childish yet familiar hands.