Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"Need my help?

Looking at Miko, who was blushing, lowering her head, and holding a stained sheet in her arms, Natsuhiko said in a mocking tone.

"Just a small pay. "

Natsuhiko's words were suggestive, as if he were a devil in the abyss who induced people to sign a contract.

was already congested with brain congestion due to too much shame, and while his face was flushed, his head was still dizzy, and he almost nodded in agreement.

It's just that when she heard the word reward, she felt a tingle on the little white rabbit like synaesthesia.

This strange feeling made Jianzi shudder.

The brain, which was about to boil, also regained a little clarity with this shiver.

"No!

Miko replied loudly.

It's just that the voice is a little sticky and hoarse, as if he has just experienced a big war that makes the mouth dry.

And the tone has a pronounced vibrato, which makes people feel a little weak.

The little appearance of the loud voice is clearly a good bully, as if he is openly admitting that he is a soft persimmon and can be pinched casually.

looked at the more wanton evil smile on Xia Yan's face, and felt the look of substance on his body.

Jianzi only felt that both physiology and heart had been cleaned from the inside out.

It made her feel terrified, as if she would be eaten in the next second.

"I ...... I'm going to wash the sheets!"

Realizing that if he continued to be silent like this, although he would not be in any danger, it was likely that important things would not be able to be saved, so he ran out with the sheets in a panic.

The originally loose pajama pants, because of the dampness, were attached to the girl's round and high warped, outlining an eye-catching heart.

As she ran, she trembled slightly.

Seeing the girl running away in a hurry, Xia Yan tilted her head.

“3——2——1——"

Sure enough, with the last countdown over, Miko ran back again.

With a quick movement, he pulled out a clean and fat aqua blue and another set of pajamas from the closet.

Obviously, Miko was only thinking about running away just now.

But he forgot that he didn't just stain the sheets under him.

After taking the change of clothes, Miko ran out in a panic like a rabbit being chased by a dog again.

Seeing this, Xia Yan shrugged his shoulders and followed unhurriedly.

After all, he didn't catch up just now, and it was just because he knew that Miko would definitely come back.

I had just stuffed the sheets into the washing machine, and was about to change out of the wet pajama pants and the fat Miko, when I saw Xia Yan walk in like this, with his hands clasped around his chest, looking at himself with an expectant look.

Like a quail in a stress response, the whole person froze in place.

The half-stripped pajama pants froze there, and the light blue fat that was slightly transparent after being wet revealed the purity of the girl.

There is quite a kind of poetry and painting of trickling dew dripping wet peonies, and fluttering pink butterflies stealing dark fragrance.

It is different from Natsuhiko, who has a relaxed and happy mood and enjoys the flowers.

The moment I saw Xia Yan walk in, I felt that my CPU was going to burn and smoke.

It was as if his two legs had become two highways, and an unknown heart-shaped virus was speeding at a speed of one hundred and eighty kilometers per hour, and had already attacked his brain.

A relentless virus is devouring its own brain.

was originally a bit of a smart little brain, but at this time, it was like rust, and there was no way to think continuously.

Although when he asked the other party for help, he shouted out the words that it was okay no matter what.

But it's one thing to think about in mind, it's another thing when it actually happens.

At the end of the day, Miko wasn't prepared.

To be precise, there was no preparation at all.

Otherwise, when Xia Yan talked to her, she would go directly to A, where would she still run around like a thief like now.

However, if she really gave it directly for nothing, it would make Xia Yan feel a lot less fun.

After all, for Xia Yan, who has now become an evil spirit and focuses on having fun, an interesting soul is one in a million.

Compared with the girl's soft body, he prefers to appreciate the other party's slimy expression. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"You...... What are you doing...... Don't look at it......"

Miko originally wanted to angrily reprimand Natsuhiko's behavior as a pervert and tell him to get out quickly or something.

But when the words came to his lips, what blurted out was this soft pleading, with a slight hint of crying.

It's like a little milk cat that has just opened its eyes and roars at its owner.

Even she felt that it was not so much a resistance as a half-push to seduce.

What stupid am I talking about, stupid!!

If he said that this was also part of the reward, wouldn't he have to show him it in the right light!!

Thinking of the stupid thing he did, Miko screamed wildly in his heart.

His face was so anxious that he was about to cry.

If it weren't for Xia Yan reading her inner thoughts and watching fun, she would have wondered if her charm didn't work.

"Roar, you don't need to be so shy, right? Haven't you seen it once before? You have to try to get used to this kind of thing~"

Xia Yan said with a smile, his words were full of the meaning that it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Naturally, he knew why Miko had become so twisted.

Before, he knew that he was watching, and he decisively replaced the fat time.

One is because although he knows that he is looking at her, he is finally attached to her in the form of possession. (Zhao Zhao Zhao)

It wasn't like now, standing on the sidelines.

The second reason is that at that time, Jianzi was more of a self-defeating thought, and he didn't have a good impression of himself in his heart.

It's more out of helplessness.

And now, I don't know if it's the so-called Stockholm syndrome or because of the hero's saving beauty, but Miko has a very high impression of herself in her heart.

Therefore, it is even more difficult to let go.

It's like some people can talk eloquently when they face strangers outside, and even laugh when they make a fool of themselves, but at home they are like a stuffy gourd.

And because of this good feeling, it's like a girl will look forward to finding a good enough lover.

Inadvertently, I also have certain requirements for myself in my heart.

Trying to gain sympathy and love by showing embarrassment.