Chapter 212 The Doomsday Hero 50
When only Lin Mian and 556 were left in the room,
Lin Mian hissed softly, and asked in surprise, "Is there an iron plate on your body?"

Accidentally bumped into it just now, it was like bumping into an iron wall, the pain was so painful that she almost lost control of her facial expression.

The body condensed with data does not have the flexibility of a real human body. 556 raised his hand and pressed his chest, but he felt fine.He was silent for a second, and subconsciously said, "There is no iron plate, I don't believe you..."

Do not believe you touch?
The juvenile system suddenly felt that this sentence was a bit ambiguous in this kind of situation—especially the closed door, the not-so-large space, and a kind of airtightness.

He touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason, and immediately swallowed the next few words.

It's not that he and Lin Mian have never had contact. Before, 556 calmly let her touch her hand. It's just that there seems to be a big change in his mood then and now.

He seemed, as if he had finally discovered dully that he had a different idea about his host.

As soon as this idea appeared, 556 felt a strong palpitation.

The "seed" that has long been rooted in the bottom of my heart has grown into a very impressive appearance at some point, and I always want to break free from the cage in my heart, and integrate the lush branches and leaves with emotions into his flesh and blood.

"Don't believe me?" Lin Mian asked casually, rubbed her aching shoulder, felt much better, turned around and opened the door one by one, ready to go downstairs for dinner.

The devil's knee-length hair was pulled back by her and tied into a ponytail. With the movement of turning around, the high ponytail flicked in mid-air, like an ink-colored mist, touching the young system.

It was like being scratched by a kitten's paw.

Looking at the girl's back, 556 didn't want her to leave so quickly, so he couldn't help but blurt out: "I don't have iron plates on me... If you don't believe me, touch it!"

...? !

Lin Mian turned around suddenly.

The eyes that had been languidly half-drooped widened in surprise.

In her eyes, the very serious and dignified young system actually said such words that were close to "playing hooligans".

After all, this time it's not about touching hands, but touching...cough.

Lin Mian has a sense of seeing her young white poplar growing crookedly.

Long live!
After finishing speaking, 556 himself was very surprised, his ears were so red that they seemed to be smoking, and he disappeared in place with a whoosh.

Lin Mian could only feel a gust of air passing in front of her, and she could no longer touch the boy's system when she stretched out her hand.

and many more.

Obviously he said it himself, how could he slip away so fast?

Is it possible...

After Lin Mian was stunned for a moment, he inexplicably began to laugh, and teased into the air, "Are you still shy when you say it yourself?"

The juvenile system held down the smoking data host inside the system.

Hearing this, he came back to his senses with red ears, coughed lightly, and made amends for what he said just now, and answered seriously in a pleasant voice: "No, it's just that there is something wrong with the data box, I... fix it."

Lin Mian blinked, and said in a drawn out voice, "Is that so? Alright."

556 was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

The corners of the girl's bright red lips curved slightly.

Full of bad humor.

"Then after the case is repaired, come out again and let me check whether you have any iron plates on your body." Lin Mian asked very politely, "Is that okay?"

556's drooping long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after realizing what she said in the next second, the host under him made a "beep--",
Totally down.

(End of this chapter)

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