"You look so beautiful like this." Fang Hua got interested and took out her personal computer to take a picture of his butt.

Fang Rong covered his lower body with one hand and used the other to shield his personal terminal.

The two were now in the garden behind the public toilet. There were two trees there. Fang Hua was afraid of being discovered, so she climbed up the tree and started messing with him.

It was a bit dark at night, so he turned on the light on his personal computer and shone it down on Fang Rong.

"You dare!" Fang Rong glared at him.

Fang Hua thought about it and didn't dare to do it in the end, but he was still unwilling to give up. He spread his legs apart and squinted to look inside.

He got close, and Fang Rong finally seized the opportunity to slap Fang Hua on the head several times.

Of course, for Fang Hua, it was just like tickling an itch.

Fang Rong got tired of hitting him and reluctantly stopped, tilting her head and slumping into Fang Hua's palm.

Fang Hua shook his legs, "Why aren't you moving?"

"My butt hurts, I don't want to move."

Fang Hua loved looking at his buttocks, finding them beautifully shaped, and naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity, so she turned him over to look at his buttocks.

They even folded Fang Rong's body up from the waist to make his buttocks more rounded.

Fang Hua pressed a finger on it, and Fang Rong's buttocks sank in, soft, white, and very elastic. Fang Hua got hooked on touching it and gently pinched it with all five fingers.

"Don't go too far!" Fang Rong was upside down, kicking her legs uncomfortably. Just as she was about to struggle, she suddenly froze, and then her whole face turned red.

Fang Hua actually kissed his butt and blew air into his crotch.

A gust of hot air blew against Fang Rong's buttocks, and she barely managed to cover herself. "Don't do anything rash, that's enough."

"Fang Rong's bottom is red." Fang Hua stopped. "I'll blow on it for you and it won't hurt anymore."

"You don't need to blow on it." Fang Rong twisted her body and pulled her thigh out from between his fingers. "It will heal itself."

"Oh." Fang Hua patted his head. "You look so cute when you blush."

Ugh. (=_=)

Fang Hua has even learned how to flirt with people.

"Then let's not do it today, we'll do it in a couple of days." Fang Hua looked like she hadn't had enough, her eyes shining as she stared at his bare body.

"You wish." He should be able to change back in a couple of days, and he absolutely won't let Fang Hua succeed. "You know you'll lose me if you keep acting like this, right?"

They moved his body without his consent, and even when he told them to stop, they wouldn't stop and even used cotton swabs on him.

"I'm not going to be friends with you anymore." Fang Rong was a little angry.

“No.” Fang Hua became serious. “You have to be with me.”

"I'm not going to be friends with you."

"So, who do you want to be with?"

"Even if I'm with the Great Sage, I won't be with you." At least the Great Sage is the bottom, so he still has a chance to turn things around, but with Fang Hua, there's absolutely no hope.

He was number one in the entire military region, and he seemed to be able to absorb the enemy's strength.

I used to think I could only absorb things of the same attribute, but then I suddenly gained electric abilities. That's strange!

"No way." Fang Hua was furious, and tightened his grip on Fang Rong's waist, making it hard for him to breathe.

"What do you want to do? Take my life?" Fang Rong protested angrily.

Fang Hua looked at him thoughtfully, her expression turning somewhat cold.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly used his wood-based powers to wrap around Fang Rong's body, binding him to a tree branch.

Then he jumped down and left in a hurry.

Fang Rong was taken aback. Was he angry?

"Come back and untie me first." The branch that was binding him had a fork, and he was sitting in the middle of the fork with his legs hanging down. The more he moved, the tighter the vine became, causing him pain.

Damn it, what's wrong with me?

I'm the one who should be angry, okay?

Fang Rong felt a little resentful. He had just suffered a minor mishap and needed comforting. It was just a joke, but they actually tied him up here and ran away.

He moved again, but the vines were still very tight.

Luckily, I had prepared knives in the space, otherwise I would have been tied up and waiting to die all night.

Fang Rong took out his most handy knife and used his superpower to cut the vines while hanging from it. He slipped and almost fell into the grass, but luckily he managed to grab a tree branch in time.

They had the rope they already had. They tied it together with the one Fang Hua had used to bind him, and after tidying it up, it became a downward-pointing vine. However, it was a bit broken and still a little short.

Fang Rong was clever; she plucked a leaf halfway down the river and floated down while holding it.

Normally it's just the two of us, or at the very least, just the two of us and the cat. Now that I'm alone, I suddenly feel terrified.

A gentle night breeze rustled, and unidentified animals cried out. The grass was thick and reached up to his chest, but that was because he was too small.

Fang Rong was not wearing any clothes, and her body was covered in scratches from the grass, which stung painfully.

He wasn't even wearing shoes, and his feet were covered in mud.

The slums were unusually quiet at night, with no human voices, only the chaotic chirping of insects.

It's summer, the time when cordyceps are most active. I never felt anything unusual before, but now I have this feeling of impending doom.

Fang Rong stood still, listening carefully to the sounds around him. He still had a wound on his buttocks, and the wound was throbbing with pain, making it impossible for him to calm down.

Woof!

It's a dog. Who doesn't leash their dog at night?

Oh shit!

Fang Rong started running, and the little dog that had been quiet just moments before chased after him, pouncing on him with its paws.

He was now just a tiny person, shorter than a doll, so naturally he couldn't outrun the dog. The dog scratched him, and his back ached terribly.

Fang Rong rolled on the spot and crawled into a wooden stake. There was a stench inside, but he didn't care anymore and walked along the stake.

This wooden stake has probably been there for a long time; it's rotten inside and hollow. Staying inside should be safer, since other animals can't get in, and it's quite small.

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