Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 161 Lingering and charming

In a simple room.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and the glass was covered with squirming water drops. Through the glass, you could see the running water from the shower hitting the swan-like white and slender neck under Ding Yumian's beautiful face. Drops of water dropped on it. The smooth skin gathers into a meandering stream of water, flowing through the delicate and sexy collarbone and continuing downward.

Bai Mo's eyes followed the flowing water, and he happened to see most of the blurry figure through the frosted glass.

Who designed this room, and why does the frosted glass cover just up to the chest? hateful!

Bai Mo turned around and looked away, and the person inside glanced over.

He promised not to peek. Even though he was doing so openly, he could not be discovered.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the people in the bathroom to finish washing, and also began to explore what he had learned from repelling the sea monster this time.

There are ten servant-level warrior-level essences that naturally burst out. The slave-level spirits are of no use at this stage and can be sold or saved.

The commander killed with the silver hairpin gun exploded into three essences, and the huge moistness can be felt even if it is not made into a soul-cultivating vessel.

He extradited a commander-level spirit into the earth system nebula, and tried to use the commander-level spirit to feed the earth system stars, allowing them to enhance the bloodline of the Shenchen Tiger.

The earth nebula is the same as the wind nebula. All the stars have been fed by slave-level spirits. At the same time, the first seven stars were fed at the warrior level.

Bai Mo did not extradite the commander-level spirits to the stars that had fed the warrior-level spirits, but landed on those stars that had not fed the warrior-level spirits.

I saw Lan Youyou's essence falling on a dark golden star. The star shone slightly, but it did not absorb all the commander-level essence.

Instead, only a part of it was absorbed, and the rest of the essence was automatically absorbed by the other six stars. He could feel the feeling that these seven stars that had eaten the commander-level essence at this moment gave him, and the feeling he had with the warrior-level essence. The seven stars fed by the soul are the same.

The comfortable snoring came from Shen Chenhu, who was sleeping in the contract space, along with his spiritual perception. Bai Mo smiled slightly, but did not continue.

First of all, it is too wasteful to use the commander-level essence to do this kind of thing. It is better to leave it to the future. If the warrior-level essence can be solved, use the warrior to solve it.

Secondly, Ding Yumian finished washing.

Bai Mo turned around and saw the girl walking out of the bathroom.

The girl wore a large white T-shirt as pajamas. The hem of the dress covered her shorts, revealing only a pair of ivory-white legs. Her slender legs looked neither fat nor thin under the indoor light. Everything was just right.

Looking up, a pair of peaks stood out under the loose and soft clothes. Bai Mo's eyes condensed, and his eyes suddenly turned into hooks.

"What are you looking at? It's not comfortable to sleep in."

Ding Yumian took out the hair dryer from the space bracelet, slowly walked to the bedside and sat down.

"Oh" Bai Mo nodded subconsciously, his eyes moved as she moved, and his eyes moved with difficulty to her face that was somewhat rosy and moist. Delicate as a lotus flower emerging from water, her transparent skin shimmered with brilliance, her temples wet with water pressed against her ears, outlining her pretty outline, and a slight fragrance penetrated her nostrils.

Bai Mo was a little dazed and murmured: "I suddenly remembered something."

"what?"

"The fragrant face is half-opened and charming, standing in the court. The beauty takes a bath and washes off her new makeup."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Ding Yumian's mouth, he sat closer and handed over the hair dryer.

Subconsciously taking the hair dryer, Bai Mo came to his senses and turned on the hair dryer. He slightly lifted her hair and blew it while Bai Mo glanced at the pitiful Bai Ze who was huddled in the corner.

"Let Bai Ze sleep on that bed. He's so pitiful and aggrieved."

"It can get out."

"But it followed."

"It's fine just lying there, getting warm."

"They are also totems after all, so they can't do without some cards."

Bai Mo put down the hair dryer. Magic technology was better than magic technology. For example, this hair dryer dried his hair in just two seconds. Bai Mo felt the breath of wind, fire and the slightest element of water.

Small thing, big clever.

Not simple, not simple. With a sigh, Bai Mo straightened Ding Yumian's smooth black hair, "What do you think?"

"It can sleep wherever it wants. It's time for you to take a bath."

Bai Mo silently turned his gaze to Bai Ze, making crazy hints, but Bai Ze closed his eyes and couldn't see anything.

So he could only take out the toiletries and silently walk into the bathroom, waiting for the handsome man to finish washing before cleaning up the disobedient Bai Ze.

The rushing water hit me, and the mist climbed onto the glass again. After a while, it would gradually disappear.

Ding Yumian faced the bathroom, and a remote control that came from nowhere suddenly appeared in his hand. With a click, the fog on the glass quickly disappeared.

Then again, the frosted glass that half covered the figure inside gradually became transparent.

I don’t know how many white horses in the world have passed by

Her face gradually turned rosy, and she threw the remote control into the cabinet. Ding Yumian turned her head and stopped looking at it.

There was no place to put his misty eyes, and they finally fell on Bai Ze, and his faint thoughts passed by.

'Bai Ze, there's a bed over there. '

Bai Ze raised his head and looked at her with misty eyes. Then he stood up slowly and ran to the bed over there to curl up.

''

Ding Yumian pursed her lips, feeling quite embarrassed. For such a big man, Bai Ze should have a separate room.

Not long after, Bai Mo came out of the bathroom, wearing clothes of course.

Simple pajamas.

As soon as he came out, he saw Bai Ze on the other bed. A confused expression gradually emerged, Bai Mo pointed at Bai Ze and turned to look at Ding Yumian.

"Why is it lying on the bed?"

"It senses your thoughts and predicts your next behavior, so it goes up on its own."

Ding Yumian was holding a book introducing curse magic in his hand and responded calmly.

"Huh? Really!" Bai Mo believed it a little, but still asked, "It is impolite for the owner of the psychic system to pry into other people's thoughts at will."

"It's not a human being and doesn't know how to be polite." Ding Yumian raised his head and looked at him, the blush on his face had faded, "And your thoughts are too obvious, Bai Ze can tell at a glance."

"Oh, that's it." After buttoning his head, Bai Mo swaggered onto the bed, sat down next to Ding Yumian, and saw the girl looking at him intently.

He looked confused and confident, "Look what I'm doing, I'm sleeping on the floor!?"

Ding Yumian pursed her lips and said, "It's time to practice."

"Wow, there is a handsome man next to you, and you actually want to practice. You are heartless."

Giving him a roll of eyes, Ding Yumian put the book aside, reached out to take off the mask on his face, wiped it on his face, and rubbed it twice on Bai Mo's face. A slight ripple of spirit passed by, calming down the charming mood.

"It's time to practice."

"Tsk, tsk, the psychic mage is amazing."

Ignoring this man's joke, Ding Yumian closed his eyes and entered meditation.

Bai Mo also entered meditation, and still prioritized practicing the music system, then the space system, and then the summoning system.

"Swish—"

The breeze brought the sound of sea water, and some people shouted and cursed in the quiet streets.

Venting the stress caused by fighting and killing during the day.

Opening his eyes, Bai Mo was a little sleepy.

It was dark outside, and the girl in front of him was looking at him with her eyes open. Bai Mo looked back without hesitation.

"When did you finish practicing?"

"Five minutes ago."

"How long have you been watching?"

"five minutes."

"Does it look good?"

Ding Yumian lay down and covered himself with the quilt, "She doesn't look as good as me."

"Hey, narcissism." Bai Mo also lay beside her, turning sideways, and easily wrapped his arms around her.

Ding Yumian slowly turned to face him, his eyes bright and calm.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Ang, right." Bai Mo blinked, feeling the warmth and softness coming through the fabric. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl close at hand raising her hand to cover his eyes.

He said in an extremely soft tone:

"Go to sleep, don't move around, don't let me use magic to help you fall asleep."

"Well, let's kiss him goodnight."

Bai Mo had no plans to do anything tonight, and the process was worth enjoying slowly. After saying this, he slightly tightened his arms, and then leaned his head over.

Hmm, mint flavor

Tasting the sweet spring between his mouth, Bai Mo had no intention of moving.

But the hand has its own ideas. Through the light and soft fabric, you can still feel the firmness and smoothness of the back, gradually going down.

When it just touched a soft hill, it was caught by the other hand.

"What did I just say?" Ding Yumian used her other hand to push him away, asking with a bit of annoyance.

"Emmm" Bai Mo moved his hand to his back again, closing his eyes and looking innocent, "I didn't want to move, it's because my hand didn't obey me!"

"Ha~"

"Oh, that's how men are." Bai Mo opened his eyes, his eyes were sincere, and his tone was determined, "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it and never let it move."

"Go to sleep."

"it is good."

Closing his eyes and smelling the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, Bai Mo didn't know when he fell asleep.

I fell asleep anyway.

He also had a sweet dream, dreaming of four girls calling him to get up.

Bai Mo opened his eyes. He was already lying flat on his back, and the person next to him was still sleeping soundly. One of his arms was still under her neck, a little numb.

The phone fell out of space, stopping just before it hit her face, and the screen lit up.

8:20 am.

Bai Mo turned sideways, reached out and pinched her rosy face, pinched her nose, and poked her lips.

Her fingers brushed across her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes opened, and she looked at him in confusion.

"Keep sleeping."

"You pinched my face."

"No, that's you dreaming."

"...and pinched my nose."

Bai Mo's face said I didn't, "How is that possible?!"

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

"Go and wash up." Bai Mo didn't care, straightened up and pulled her up at the same time.

When Bai Mo finished washing, he looked at the mirror in front of him and saw Ding Yumian changing clothes outside the glass with his back to him.

The white and smooth back was illuminated like a jade sculpture. Blinking his eyes, he suddenly no longer had the urge to spit out the mouthwash.

There seems to be something wrong with this mirror, so we need to study it carefully.

Unfortunately, Ding Yumian changed clothes very quickly and did not give him much time to study.

"What are you looking at?" The girl holding toiletries quickly walked in and asked.

"Look at how handsome I am." Bai Mo said without changing his expression, while continuing to stare at the mirror, as if he was really admiring his own beauty.

(End of this chapter)