"Snapped--" Lu Mian opened a can of wheat juice very skillfully, but instead of drinking it himself, he pushed it in front of Wuliangta Jizi. Wuliangta Jizi glanced at the former and said, "Comrade Xiao Lu, giving alcohol to the opposite sex is not the behavior of a good man." Lu Mian didn't feel anything special about this, and he pushed the wheat juice again. "Oh, Teacher Wuliangta Jizi, you don't have to worry about this. I am a bad guy and not a good person at all." He promised in a serious manner. In this regard, Wuliangta Jizi, who was no longer a little girl, did not hesitate to take the can of wheat juice and drank a big gulp. She squinted her eyes slightly, recalling the taste of the wine in her mouth, and her tone became a little lazy: "Just call me Himeko. Also, do Kiana and the others know that you are essentially a 'big bad guy'?" "Maybe, but it doesn't matter whether they know it or not, because I will be good when I need to be good." "Did you think so before? Aren't you afraid that they will hate you?" Wuliangta Jizi put the can to her lips and asked suddenly with interest.
"Before?" Lu Mian paused, then realized that the other party was talking about the confrontation on the rooftop. He thought for a moment, then smiled softly, a smile that was so distant and gentle: "Is it possible that I had just met Kiana and the others at that time, and that we were just people who happened to be traveling together. "Compared to the kind of dispensable feelings, I would of course subconsciously prefer to make everything develop in a better direction, so I didn't care too much about the methods used." Just for a so-called "good ending", can you completely ignore what will happen to yourself...? Wuliangta Jizi thought about it, took another sip of the wheat juice in her hand, and complained casually: "I see. This is really a calm and almost ruthless mindset and a mechanical response and execution." "I'll just take this as a compliment, thank you." Lu Mian said with a smile. Then he opened another can of beer, took a sip, but frowned slightly. The last time he drank this stuff, he was still a kid, and someone took the trouble to discipline him. It felt like just a blink of an eye, but when I counted it carefully, I didn't expect that so much time had passed... Countless memories of his life flashed through his mind. The smile on Lu Mian's face faded, and he glanced sideways at the night sky outside the window. The stars fill the entire night, twinkling, twinkling. After half an hour. "Whoosh-" Lu Mian looked silently at the drunk Wuliangta Jizi, who was lying on the sofa with a blushing face, and then looked at the number of cans in front of them, which formed a sharp contrast: Only two cans could be counted on one side, while on the other side they were piled up into a small hill. Don't get me wrong, he had no ill intentions in forcing Wuliangta Jizi to drink. The reason for this was simply that Wuliangta Jizi could drink too much and had no control over herself. This Wuliangta Jizi is so lame. She hasn't even tried white wine yet, but she's already drunk after drinking some ordinary beer.
Having said that, in this situation, a qualified gentleman would have covered Himeko Murata with a piece of clothing that represents warmth in itself. What might a "gentleman" in another sense do taking advantage of this opportunity? Lu Mian looked at Wuliangta Jizi, who was drunk, then looked at the white office coat he was wearing and shook his head slightly. Putting aside the issue of personal will, Muliangta Himeko herself is a dignified A-level Valkyrie with a destiny. She would not necessarily freeze to death even if she was thrown into the poles to live with polar bears and penguins. Would she need an ordinary thin white coat to keep warm? joke. So, the best way to deal with it now is to just turn around and leave, waiting for the return of Kiana, Raiden Mei and Bronya to deal with it. This is what Lu Mian thought and did. But before he could reach the entrance, a mournful groan mixed with painful whispers sounded behind him: “Hiss—it hurts…it hurts so much…” Looking back, I saw that Wuliangta Jizi, who was just drunk, was curled up on the sofa, twisted in pain. With just one glance, Lu Mian, who knew Wuliangta Jizi's physical condition very well, roughly guessed the reason for her pain. This is probably because the artificial stigmata, which has been defective since its development, has caused excessive Honkai energy to erode the body. To solve this problem, we need to pay attention to two points: First, it is necessary to properly handle defective artificial stigmata to prevent them from causing continued harm in the future. Secondly, it is necessary to heal the broken body which is likely to be hiding many hidden injuries and being corroded by Honkai energy, leading to the failure of various organ functions. Coincidentally, Lu Mian has the ability to deal with these two points easily. Defective artificial stigmata will cause lasting harm to the human body, but perfect artificial stigmata will not. It just so happened that his Otto had once single-handedly developed the perfect artificial stigmata. There are actually only some different issues between the two in terms of order. He watched the entire research process to the second, and naturally knew how to arrange the perfect artificial stigmata, and was also clear about the specific techniques for arranging artificial stigmata. Now that the problem of artificial stigmata has been solved, the only things left are physical problems that cannot be cured by current medical technology. This is actually easy to do. Lu Mian waved his hand to open the system mall page, and then searched for the same item that he had found by coincidence. [Primary healing potion (can treat most internal and external injuries of the human body)] [The classic little red bottle, the life energy contained in it can easily bring a dying person back to life. ] The price is a verdant and friendly "520". Such a number is indeed very close compared to the more than 20,000 system points that Lu Mian currently holds. Well, it’s great that the deans of the four major colleges in charge of pricing are all love-brained.
Now, there is only one question left: Should we spend time and effort to save Wuliangta Jizi? What can you get if you are cured? Lu Mian stood silently, looking at Wuliangta Jizi who was curled up unconsciously on the sofa in pain. After a moment of thought, he had the answer in his heart. He has never been a good or kind person. He will not do selfless good deeds without benefits or deep enough emotional ties. However, it is still possible to lend a helping hand and gain the favor of both Himeko Murimono, the only designated second-in-command of St. Freya Academy, and Theresa, the principal of St. Freya Academy. No matter how you calculate it, it won’t be a losing deal, right? After making the decision, Lu Mian moved quickly and walked back to the sofa in the living room. He sat down next to Wuliangta Jizi with ease, not caring about the differences between men and women and started fiddling with her. In a flash, he took off the half-open coat of Wuliangta Jizi, pushed up the shirt underneath to reveal her smooth and delicate back, and finally untied the "belt" that covered a few holy marks. After a set of movements, he was extremely skilled. Admiring the exquisite piece of "mutton-fat white jade" in front of him and sniffing the alluring rose fragrance that filled his nose, Lu Mian's expression was very calm with only a little compassion cultivated by his acquired divinity, as if his current actions were actually saving the world. This doesn't mean that he can really be ruthless and forgetful. If he had just traveled through time and was in such an erotic scene, he might have "stood up and bowed" slightly to show respect. Now, after decades of trials and tribulations in the "two worlds", the baptism of sincere feelings and all kinds of tricks, he would only think that such scenes were child's play and it would be difficult for him to have any violent reaction. The most urgent task is to change the arrangement of artificial stigmata. With this thought in mind, Lu Mian gently stroked Wuliangta Jizi's smooth back, stroking the specific outline of the artificial stigmata bit by bit. He was so meticulous and focused that he didn't notice the beautiful woman's body trembling slightly twice, as if she was gradually recovering from the pain and falling into a hangover coma. Wuliangta Jizi, who had regained consciousness due to the severe pain all over her body and the alcohol had dissipated, felt Lu Mian's actions, and her already tightly furrowed brows furrowed even more. What does this guy want to do!!!??? Chapter 5 You Are My Cat and Bug (Two in One) Wuliangta Jizi, who had regained consciousness due to the severe pain all over her body and the alcohol had dissipated, felt Lu Mian's big hands brushing her back, and her already tightly furrowed brows furrowed even more. What does this guy want to do!!!??? I thought he was a good person, but I didn't expect him to take advantage of her drunkenness and do something like taking off her clothes. With such thoughts in mind, Wuliangta Jizi frowned and didn't know whether she should feel disgusted or relieved. What's disgusting is that I don't know how to judge people. Fortunately, I was the first one to discover this, instead of letting Kiana and the others find out. How sad would that be? However, what happened in the next second made all the thoughts in Wuliangta Jizi's mind suddenly disappear without a trace, leaving only shock. It was because a magical warm current shook out from the man's hand, flowing into her limbs from the artificial holy marks where their skin met, and continuously nourishing her body which could be called "battle-scarred".
"Hiss - ah~, God, he is touching my stigma? Hmm~, what kind of magical massage technique is this? It feels so good..." Wuliangta Jizi's originally furrowed brows gradually relaxed with Lu Mian's actions. At the same time, she didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt that the aftermath of the pain that came from her body from time to time also subsided due to the "massage". In short, she also knew that she had wronged Lu Mian. Fifteen minutes later. Lu Mian used his skills to the utmost, his fingers flying across every stigma on Wuliangta Jizi's back like a butterfly, rearranging them and mixing them with the healing potion, bringing an unspeakable pleasure that swept over Wuliangta Jizi's body like waves. She couldn't help but cry out: “Hiss, so cool!” This made Lu Mian stunned. His hands stopped moving quickly. Feeling at a loss, he wiped the thick beads of sweat from his head due to his full concentration on massage. He was not stupid. How could he not know that the Wuliangta Jizi, who was motionless and making regular calls, was actually awake? But why pretend to be unconscious? Is this some weird test? Lu Mian looked at Wuliangta Jizi, who was as cautious as a quail, and inexplicably felt that she was a little cute. Then he shook his head with a little nonchalantness. I really can't figure it out, so I just stop thinking about it. He started his hand movements again. After a few more minutes, the massage therapy process was over. The artificial stigmata on Himeko Muliangta's body had now been rearranged into perfect artificial stigmata, and the hidden injuries in her body and the organ failure caused by the erosion of Honkai energy had also been completely healed. If nothing unexpected happens, you can now embrace a new and beautiful life. Knowing that he had accomplished his mission, Lu Mian shook the remaining half bottle of primary healing potion in his hand and put it properly into the system warehouse for his future use. Then he stood up, clapped his hands, and stretched his sore muscles in a very relaxed manner. After doing all this, he locked his gaze on Wuliangta Jizi, who was still pretending to sleep. He stared at her for a long while without exposing anything. He just opened a can of wheat juice and drank it all. "I had to make a compromise in an emergency, hope you can forgive me. I would like to offer this cup to the new student. Good night and sweet dreams, Ji Zi." After leaving this explanation that was not really an explanation, he turned around and left without any delay. Wuliangta Jizi opened her eyes slightly and watched Lu Mian, whose back was indescribably elegant, walk to the door. She opened her mouth to say something, but was suddenly enveloped by a warm feeling of powerlessness. "Click——" The door closed with a sound, and the man disappeared from sight. One blink, two blinks. Finally, Wuliangta Jizi looked towards the door, slowly closed her eyes, and fell into a rare sleep. On the other side, Lu Mian, who had left Wuliangta Jizi's dormitory, walked all the way back to his own dormitory, but saw an unexpected but reasonable figure: Kiana.
But I saw this sporty girl with two pigtails squatting in front of the door, looking at her mobile phone, with a plastic bag next to her that contained something unknown. "Oh, Amian, you're finally back." Seeing Lu Mian appear in her sight, Kiana, who had obviously been waiting for a long time, was excited and wanted to stand up. But before she could even start moving halfway, she pursed her lips, pounded her lower back with a sad face. Probably it's the soreness and a bit stiffness.