Chapter 101 The Master's Favor
As I was immersed in my chaotic thoughts, a character wearing advanced armor appeared in the room, and the progress bar had just filled up -
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Explosions rang out one after another, and the entire team room was reduced to ruins.
The teammates looked at their fallen game characters, remained silent for two seconds, and then fell into ecstasy.
Hahahaha! Whatever they thought came true, they were really blown away by Master Wen You! This is enough for them to brag about for ten years!
It takes special weapons to blow up places outside the copy, which means that Lord Wen You spent a lot of star coins to blow them up!
No one cared about their declining character levels and costumes and weapons, and rushed to take screenshots and post them on social media.
＃Ahhh, he was also successfully killed by a weapon worth millions of star coins! ＃
Passerby A:? What a crazy person! Nowadays, even a weird death can be boasted about.
Qiu Xiaosan: You know nothing! You are not worthy of being blown up by my boss in your life!
Passerby B: Is he number one on the Star List? I thought he was talented, but it looks like he must have spent money to get there!
Mark Pen: You know shit! Even if my boss isn't number one or a super rich guy, being killed by him is the highest honor!
Passerby Ding: You guys are really crazy.
At this moment, Ying Changan looked at his fallen character and a bomb of the same type in his backpack and fell into deep silence.
This Wen Qingqing is really his nemesis. She is always one step ahead of him. If he was not sure that he had never seen the other person, he would almost suspect that this person had installed a surveillance camera on him.
[Ying Qiyang: Brother Qing, why did you suddenly bomb us? You didn't even remind me. The special effects were so shocking that I forgot to record the screen! ]
[Wen Qingqing: Aren't you worried that someone might seek revenge? I'll strike first, right, Chang'an little nanny?]
Wen You opened the mall and gave ten of the most expensive resurrection potions to the people who were knocked down by the explosion. The kind that can restore levels and equipment after use.
Ying Changan also received it.
This is simply a slap in the face followed by a sweet date, but everyone except him thinks they have gained something, which is more aggrieved and uncomfortable than a dumb person eating bitter medicine.
It is impossible to blow him back. Wen Qingqing's character is wearing high-level armor, so it will be useless even if you try your best to blow him back.
Ying Changan directly invited him to a 1V1PK match.
The invitation has not been responded to.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Half an hour later, Wen Qingqing's character actually logged out of the game!
Ying Qiyang held his belly and laughed wildly. It was all because of Lord Wen You who had his brother under control!
But he would never tell his elder brother that the person who bombed him twice was the Lord Wen You whom he had been thinking about all the time.
He even specifically told his friends to keep it a secret, hoping that this old-fashioned man would be pissed off to death!
On the other side, under the gentle touch of the little female, the black panther gradually relaxed its body and adapted to the feeling of having its hair combed by its fingertips.
After being ignored for a while, he would take the initiative to turn over his belly to seduce the little female, and his furry head kept rubbing against her arm.
Jingzhe snorted disdainfully. How could such a dark-skinned country bumpkin be so handsome as to flirt with his master?
The jealous white tiger had completely forgotten that he was the wild beast that came out of the deep mountains and forests.
Just as he was trying to imitate the meow of a kitten to attract attention, he saw his owner pick up Black Panther and walk straight to the second floor.
The Jingzhe period suddenly caused alarm bells to ring.
Upstairs is where the master rests and where he pampers the males.
He hasn't been held in his owner's arms to sleep for almost half a month since his owner pampered the red-crowned crane. Long-term insomnia has caused his fur to lose its luster.
Jingzhe followed from a distance and saw the owner carrying the black panther into an empty room. His heart, which had finally been pieced together, was shattered once again.
Even a new stupid black panther could easily take his place...
Jingzhe returned to his pet's nest without any hesitation, and locked the door without caring that the little fox had not come back.
It was the same tonight, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He looked out the window at the deep night, and his whole body was overwhelmed by sadness.
He bit off a handful of hair and began to hate himself for being a beast and why he couldn't take human form like other males.
He even went so far as to blame his ancestors, saying that if his ancestors had not collapsed and turned into beasts, their White Tiger lineage would not be in this state.
Click.
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Jingzhe lay in the nest with a listless look. He didn't look back. There were only him and the little fox living in this pet room. He was not in the mood to play around.
He was licking his front paw which had a tuft of hair missing. Suddenly his whole body stiffened and he turned his head mechanically to look.
The master was squatting behind him, and gentle mental power seeped out from his palms and enveloped him.
The white tiger's jewel-blue eyes instantly became moist. He couldn't help but turn over and pounce on the little female, pressing her into the nest.
He thought the master would favor the black panther tonight, but since not, was it his turn?
Jingzhe suppressed her impulse and repeatedly confirmed that her master had favored all her males, so tonight should be reserved for him.
He was both excited and at a loss. He could only retract the barbs on his tongue and lick his master's face and neck again and again to express his joy.
The prototype of the white tiger was like a mountain pressing on Wen You, but the weight of his whole body was on his limbs, which did not make Wen You feel uncomfortable. It was more comfortable than the softest blanket.
Wen You held the oversized furry head and released her mental power to comfort him.
Since Jingzhe does not have the genetic contamination of male orcs, and his own power is very clean and pure, soothing him will not consume any mental energy.
This is more like a friendly exchange that makes both parties feel comfortable and relaxed to the point of sighing.
But today Jingzhe is obviously not satisfied with this. He wants to go one step further and get the same love and favor from his master as he gives to other males.
But he has no idea how to please a female and can only follow his animal instincts to add fuel to the fire. Instead of arousing his mistress, he makes himself feel very uncomfortable.
This big tiger has been unusually well-behaved recently, so Wen You decided to satisfy his skin hunger a little. He put away his barbs and licked her, which only caused a slight itch.
Wen You felt that Baihu was a little agitated.
Jingzhe gazed deeply at the little female under him. Her black hair, snow-white skin, and fair and bright white complexion made her even more alluring and captivating, arousing his primitive animal desires in every way.
It is an incredible miracle that such a petite and fragile female could become his master.
But he was willing.
If his master could love him a little more, he would be willing to dedicate his life to her, Jingzhe thought.
His huge animal form seemed to scare his master.
Wen You seemed to know that he should abandon this bold tiger, but his blood was boiling and his head was dizzy.
Jingzhe observed his master's expression, and when the form was almost perfect, he stopped shrinking, but he always felt that it was not as majestic as the original form.
But compared to hurting the master, the loss of a little prestige is insignificant.
He bit the girl's flowing skirt, revealing a pair of slender, well-proportioned, delicate and smooth legs, and above that, a thin waist with a graceful curve, which seemed like it would break if he exerted a little force...
“Knock knock knock—”
A sudden knock on the door interrupted this passionate moment.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
