Ren Woxing didn't answer Feng Chen's question about what kind of enmity you have. He squatted down in front of Feng Chen. Because of the angle, Feng Chen could finally see his eyes under the hood. As imagined, it was It was the same color as the night, except that there were neither stars nor moonlight in his night. Being stared at by him like this, a chill suddenly rose behind her, and she always felt very bad.
Sure enough, her hunch was always accurate.
Ren Woxing asked Feng Chen, "Do you have any embroidered brushes?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Feng Chen took out a brush from his bag and handed it to him.
"You say, how about I draw a turtle on her face?"
Feng Feng hurriedly said: "Let me do it, you dare!"
"Look if I dare."
The Embroidery Morning Pen is not an ordinary pen. It was produced during the June 1 event in the game. If you use it to paint on the player's body, the handwriting can last for three days and cannot be removed by any means.
Feng Chen couldn't help but say, "This is too much for a girl."
After all, the face is very important to a woman, even in games.
Ren Woxing looked at Fengchen and shot, "You pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"
Fengchen nodded with a shot, and Fengjing looked at him, as if he saw hope.
"It's too much to draw something on a girl's face." Feng Chen said solemnly, but soon failed, "But this kind of thing has never been done before, it seems very exciting, count me in. !"
He took out another morning embroidery pen from his bag, and squatted on the other side of the scenery. For the first time, the scenery had the urge to swear.
Can't go offline!
Can't go offline!
Even if you go offline, you admit it! This is not her style!
Just as the tip of Ren Woxing's pen approached her face, the system prompted: Your enemy Wan Yang has gone offline.
Feng Chen picked up the pen, and the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he was surprised, "She just went offline! I haven't drawn yet! Didn't I say that I won't be offline!?"
Ren Woxing chuckled lightly.
Feng Chen quickly looked over, but only saw that lazy and decadent face. The laughter he heard just now seemed to be an illusion, so he just said, how could this kid laugh happily? I'm not interested in anything.
Ren Woxing didn't bother to care, his face changed from horror to Feng Chen's gun, he threw the pen on Feng Chen's body, and turned around gracefully.
Feng Chen hurriedly shouted: "Will you come to the gang activities later?"
"Not interested." The lazy voice disappeared, and he walked into a space-time hole where he didn't know where to go.
This is what Fengchen Yiqiang is familiar with, let me go, listless, lifeless, and has no interest at all, and the scolding between him and Goddess Wanyang just now can only be explained by his brain twitching .
Although it is more impossible for him to have a brain twitch than the moon hitting the earth.
"Ren, I, OK!"
After coming out of the game cabin, Fengjing said the name word by word, and she called out to the system gentleman in her mind, "Why do I have to take the route of rejoicing with friends with him? Now that there is resentment, I didn't look at rejoicing." One o'clock!"
"Bitter first, then sweet." Mr. System said indifferently, and added, "This is a routine."
After a beautiful pause, "Are you the system master? Why do you seem to be a little bit wrong today?"
"..."
"Hey, Mr. System, are you still there?"
"The server is optimized and upgraded, and it will go into hibernation after three seconds. Please work hard to complete the task."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't suddenly put me to sleep!" Feng Feng went crazy, "Mr. System... Mr. System? I'll go, you're really sleeping!"