Restricted-level fast wear: the villain BOSS is sick

Chapter 57 Conquering Warcraft (24)

"Now? Let's find a place to take a shower first!"

Le Yan sniffed the smell of the skirt, and always felt a musty smell, so she thought of soaking in the hot spring to wash the skirt.

Warcraft raised his eyebrows, pointed to the surrounding mountains and jungles and said, "Didn't you live here since you were a child? Don't you know that there is no hot spring in Wanshou City?"

"That's it, I lost my memory, otherwise, how could I interrogate Dora, and how my face was destroyed."

"Is there a difference? I don't care about your appearance." Not only does Warcraft not care, sometimes it casually glances at it, and finds it more pleasing to the eye.

Beautiful things fill one's stomach, and in his eyes, only those with imperfections are beautiful.

"I don't care, it's just that some truths must be understood, otherwise, she killed me, and she didn't even understand the reason, wouldn't she die with regret?"

"You seem to be very afraid of death. I've said it all. With me here, I won't let you die. Besides... With your own ability, death is very difficult for you!"

"..."

Le Yan didn't understand the meaning of what he said, and she didn't bother to think about it. Now her mind is full of the heat of the hot spring, because the weather has changed, and the animal skin she managed to get was also peeled off by them...

Forget it, let's put on this wedding dress first... If it's inconvenient to walk, let the monster hug her!
"Come on, let me put it on. If I feel itchy when I put it on, you have to take me back to the hot spring at the Flame Mountain."

"can."

It was the first time for Le Yan to wear a wedding dress, and also the first time in so many lifetimes, so she was a little excited inside.

Opening up the wedding dress completely, I found that it might be purely handmade, just like the wedding dress in the TV series of wealthy families. No matter in terms of the texture of the yarn, or the whole shape, the stitching is first-class.

If Yaoyao Ling hadn't told her about it temporarily, she would have thought that the wedding dress was from time travel, and that it was a hidden prize of the system.

Shouldn't the hidden prize be the one she digs?How could it be a character from the Raiders who sent her?
Forget it, don't think about it, this system has changed, and any behavior cannot be considered with normal logic.

She managed to put on the wedding dress, but the zipper on the back was out of reach, and she tried to pull it with her own strength.

Warcraft watched for a long time without interfering, and finally couldn't bear to help her.

He is still relatively smart. Although he has never seen a zipper, he knows how to use it.

Just such an inadvertent move made the two of them stick together again, and it felt like a monster was coming.

This time the feeling is different from the past, it is very strong, somewhere unconsciously stood up, only poking Leyan's pp...

"What the hell..." Le Yan stretched out his hand to touch reflexively, and held it all at once... Judging from the temperature and feel of the hand, he immediately judged what it was... and blushed suddenly...

At first, her heat was only from the base of her neck to her cheeks, but later she found that starting from her heart, her whole body seemed to be on fire.

She immediately understood that there was something wrong with the clothes, and when she wanted to take them off, she couldn't use her hands, so she could only get rid of the monster.

The monster didn't help, and there was no anxious expression on his face. Instead, he stayed away from her and stared at her without blinking.

"You, you plotted against me? What do you mean?"

Le Yan felt that he was about to be burned to death, and gradually lost consciousness. At the moment when he fell to the ground, he saw the smile of a successful plot drawn on the corner of the monster's lips...

(End of this chapter)