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The first two are demonic laughter, and the latter is... ahem, a cry that is not suitable for children.

Dongfang Ming did not continue to look at Bundog, but was counting the number of people. If there were fewer people, it would be very scary.

Although he is not very worried about the strange employee, there are witches in the virtual anchor, as well as the angel Pecora.

Pecora is without the energy gathering ring, but according to her, the sense of danger is still there.

Dongfang Ming looked at Pecora, saw Pecora who was still eating snacks, and suddenly felt that she didn't seem to be very reliable.

Chapter 324 This hurts the body

All night.

Nothing happened at night, everyone told ghost stories until dawn, during which someone fell asleep and then woke up again.

In the live broadcast room of Dongfang Ming, Jinghua, and Sheila, the DDs also listened to ghost stories all night.

Among them, Pecora's story is the most terrifying. The stories she tells are all real and terrifying things that have happened.

The night talk about ghost stories will end, because many people fell asleep and only woke up at the end, so the punishment link was canceled.

After the end, the virtual anchors went home one by one. Most of them took a taxi home, and a few who were still full of energy walked home.

Because it was not far from the apartment, Dongfang Ming didn't call a taxi. He walked towards the apartment with the sleepy little fox on his back.

Lying on the back of Dongfang Ming's hair, smelling the smell of Dongfang Ming, Baishang Chuixue, who was sleepy, was much more awake.

One hand rested on Dongfang Ming's shoulder, and the other hand fiddled with Dongfang Ming's hair.

"Hey, Ming sauce?" Bai Shangchuixue rubbed Dongfang Ming's back.

"What's wrong?" Dongfang Ming asked, wondering if it was an illusion, he seemed to feel that Chuixue's tone was a little coquettish.

"I'm hungry……"

After the barbecue, I also prepared snacks, but Baishang Fuxue didn't eat it. I planned to eat it when I was hungry in the early morning, but I didn't expect Pecora to finish it.

"Then go back and let me feed you."

This time Dongfang Ming is not playing tricks, but talking seriously.

"I don't want to eat noodles."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Dongfang Ming helped Chuixue who was shrunk down on his back, and pushed her up with his arms against her buttocks.

"I want to eat you."

Hearing this sentence, Dongfang Ming felt the wet warmth on his left ear.

There were already pedestrians on the road, and although they were far away from them, Fubuki was still very bold.

Flirting in broad daylight.

"Woman, you are playing with fire."

Dongfang Ming tried to give a cold and evil smile like a domineering president, and the last thing that appeared on his face was a gentle smile.

He is not an Asahi boy, otherwise it would be impossible to line up everywhere on the Internet and like to see other people's tears. Strictly speaking, he is a character with cheap attributes and a black belly, but when facing Fubuki, he can't help but become gentle.

"Play with fire, just play with fire. When I go back, I'll lay down on the bed and you can do whatever you want. What can you do to me except H."

Baishang Chuixue dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, anyway, she knows what Dongfang Ming can't do to her, and after Dongfang Ming, Saint Rufa might regret what she did before.

"Tsk..." Dongfang Ming curled his lips, just as Chuixue said that he couldn't do anything to her, at most make her cry and call her Baba.

But the problem is that if he wants to do it, he needs to recharge his energy and adjust himself to a perfect state, so that he can plough the fields.

On the way, Dongfang Ming and Baishang Chuixue chatted one after another.

From the international situation to the posture on the bed, they are all chatting.

When Dongfang Ming put Chuixue down from his back when he arrived at the apartment, he found that the little fox on his back was full of energy and had no previous fatigue at all.

"Ming sauce, Ming sauce, Ming sauce, Ming sauce!"

"What are you doing..." Dongfang Ming opened the door, and as soon as he returned to the room, his exhaustion hit him, and now he really wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good night's sleep.

"Hey hey, you talked to me about so many poses, don't you think you need to practice it?"

The color fox's tone was full of teasing.

"Miss Fubuki, please respect yourself."

Dongfang Ming waved his hand, no, no, it hurts the body.

Before he knew Fubuki, he was still a pure virgin who used spells from his book. At that time, he thought he had a girlfriend and could do it every day.

Now he can only sigh that he is young, frivolous and ignorant. He is an ordinary boy without physical reinforcement.

Although the fighting ability is much higher than the average level of normal males, it can be at most seven times a night, and then the next day I feel like I will become an immortal.

If he came with Fuxue every day, Fuxue would not be able to walk at most, but he might have left peacefully.

"Come on, come." Baishang Chuixue hugged Dongfang Ming, if they didn't come back from outside, Dongfang Ming thought she had eaten catnip again.

"No, no." Dongfang Ming hurriedly waved his hands, cupped his hands and said, "I took a shower and went to bed, next time, definitely next time."

"What do you mean next time must..."

What Ren Baishang Chuixue said, Dongfang Ming was as firm as a gentleman and did not agree to Chuixue.

Dongfang Ming took a shower, but Chuixue didn't go with her. She turned on the computer with great energy. She didn't start the live broadcast, but searched Jinghua on the Internet.

Jinghua passed away last night and graduated. She wanted to see what kind of flowers the online self-media would make up.

In the bathroom, Dongfang Ming soaked in the bathtub after taking a bath, holding the water in both hands and letting it flow.

After the flow, he held up the water again, and let him flow again, again and again.

He wasn't thinking about blowing snow, he didn't need to think about blowing snow. You don't need to worry if you reject the little fox, Fubuki is very knowledgeable so he won't make trouble.

Dongfang Ming is not thinking about blowing snow, he is thinking about work.

The production of games, the production of animation, the production of the animated film "Schindler's List".

Thinking of "Schindler's List", Dongfang Ming thinks of Sato Hiramaru, and when he thinks of Sato Hiramaru, he remembers that he hasn't signed in on Twitter today.