Chapter 1732 (2/2)
Shi Sheng held back a smile, ”did he ever tell you how to touch it?”
He frowned and thought, ”Chen Yang said that I can't let others know, otherwise they will ask me to be responsible, so if I touch others, Chen Yang will let me kill each other, so no one will know.”
Shi Sheng: ”
You shouldn't expect those teasers to teach him normal things.
What do they think of this way of teaching perverts?!
Take a deep breath and calm down!
”How many people have you killed?”
He made his head crooked and his hazy sleepiness had not faded, which added a little cute feeling to him, ”too much, I don't remember.”
Shi Sheng helped his forehead, ”I asked how many girls have you touched?”
”That's not true.” She shook her head. ”But they seem to want me to touch them very much. They come to me every time. I think they are ill.”
Luckily you didn't. If you did, I'd kill you now!!
”Then you think I'm sick, too.”
Ying Ling scratched his head and said seriously, ”you're not human.”
Poof——
Take 10000 critical hits.
No wonder I felt no psychological pressure when I touched my tail. This goods didn't treat me as a person at all.
I don't want to be a fish!
How angry!!
”Eat!” Shi Sheng felt that he would be angry if he talked nonsense with him and thrust the food into his arms rudely.
”I want to see your tail.” Ying Ling holds a bowl and looks at Sheng's leg. Maybe she just remembered that she is not human and has a beautiful tail.
”Eat!”
”If you don't show me, I won't eat.”
”See after dinner.”
”Eat after reading.”
Shi Sheng: ”...” can you kill him!!
Ying Ling was beaten and didn't dare to mention his tail, but he disliked the bad food and didn't eat it after two bites. His attention returned to Shi Sheng's tail.
”Have some more.”
He shook his head. ”It's not delicious.”
Shi Sheng is also very desperate. Cynthia's cooking is already good. At least in this world, the people here have this taste. Even if she invites a five-star, she can't do better.
”I'll show you the tail. You finish your meal.” Shi Sheng takes a step back.
Ying Ling thought for a moment, blinked and nodded, ”okay.”
Shi Sheng sighed, this grinding goblin.
She took out the iron bucket and went into the water. The fish's tail loomed in the water. She ordered to finish the meal three or two times, lay down on the edge of the iron bucket and reached out to touch the tail fin, ”Why are there seven colors?”
Because the original owner was mentally retarded, he dyed himself colorful marisu.
”I'm special.” I'm colorful marisu. Of course, it's special. No one. Bah, no fish is more special than me.
”Can I come in?” The order pointed to the water surface.
”No, it's cold in the water.”
”Aren't you cold?”
”I'm a fish, not cold.”
”Oh...”
She made her palm touch her caudal fin. If the overbearing president fell in love with the fish, the touched mermaid was already shy and made a strange sound.
But Shi Sheng only felt his back cold and felt creepy. He always felt that the overbearing president was looking for a place to start and wanted to break off his tail fin.