I blame your uncle, what happened to her, she hasn't molested him yet.
He didn't even pinch his tender face.
He didn't even tug at his hair to see if it grows strong or not, and it will fall out.
Why did the favorability drop again
Bai Weiwei asked what happened to the system.
Systematic observation to observe, and finally difficult to speculate a possibility.
"Probably, he is conscious, but his body still can't move, and he is in a bad mood when he sees that he is not wearing clothes."
The male protagonist's information is incomplete, and it is impossible to observe.
But as a powerful leader, I can't say something that I don't know about this kind of price drop.
Are you going to become Sherlock Holmes
This makes the system feel that it is very difficult to unify.
Bai Weiwei looked up and down his body.
Indeed, slick.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability score is minus seven.]
Bai Weiwei: I'm about to control more than sending myself tore the white skeleton with my hands.
I'm addicted to my favorability, and I can't stop because of inertia, right
Believe it or not, I will throw you back to the mass grave...
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability score is minus ten.]
Uncle, grandfather.
Here you go to find clothes.
Bai Weiwei turned around immediately and went to search for clothes.
In order to have the right sensitivity, I can only endure it.
Xia Ya's beautiful eyes drooped down, cold gray-purple, as gorgeous as violets in the half-closed eyes.
Although I know that the evil witch is extremely promiscuous.
But it was the first time I met someone who dared to be so rude to him.
No shyness, no boldness.
Stare directly at him, dare to look at him...
Xia's downcast gaze saw his fingers, no longer in the form of skeletons, but in human form.
The potion clashed with the power of the dragon race.
Digested part of the dragon power.
Let him get a little bit out of his undead state and restore his human appearance.
But still can't move.
Xia Ya lowered his head quietly, his honey-colored curly hair was scattered down, and he could faintly see his hazy eyes.
Teenagers are like exquisite works of art.
Even sitting quietly is enough to make people crazy.
But no one could see how terrifying power he contained within his body.
And this power, because of the conflict, caused him to suffer severe pain.
Xia Ya's gray-purple eyes showed a look of forbearance.
Suddenly, a cool hand gently landed on his shoulder.
Char couldn't move, but could only feel the temperature of the girl's fingertips, which brought a delicate touch.
She draped her clothes over him.
He also said indifferently: "You will wear this dress. I am very poor and I have wronged you."
It was the first time that Xia Ya heard someone say that I am poor in such a calm and natural tone.
It's more of a swollen face and a fat man.
Talking about being poor is like insulting those poor people.
In his drooping gaze, the girl's fingertips buttoned him meticulously.
I finally put on the pants for the puppet boy.
Bai Weiwei wiped her sweat, but it didn't look heavy, but it took all her physical strength to move.
The clothes belonged to the lover of the original owner's mother before she died.
The witch has many lovers, because of refining black magic.
It will lead to the influence of the heart, and it will become extremely reckless.
I don't even know who the original owner's father is.
So there are a lot of men's clothes at home, of different sizes.
The witch of this plane represents evil, debauchery, recklessness, madness and terror.
Bai Weiwei took care of her clothes.
Just go and wash the cauldron, which has never been washed since it was bought.
Bai Weiwei said she couldn't bear it.
And how can you live in such a mess in the house