[BL]Ban All Singles

Chapter 75

stimulate……

"amount……"

"Nobody talking to you!"

Wen Qiuxing continued to scold.

After the gentle deputy personality finally figured out what he did wrong from the scolding, he eagerly wanted to turn around and explain to the little partner that the person who did that was not him.

As a result, the brain was awkward for a while, and what temporarily dominated the consciousness became the tyrannical master personality.

That is, His Majesty Sha Diao, he heard Little Sweetheart sitting on his back, cursing and cursing him, first, face, stunned, forced.

"Did I do something wrong!" When the king was pushed into the pillow for the Nth time, he stood up stubbornly and beg to understand!

"You didn't do anything wrong?" Wen Qiuxing stood up from the king and suddenly stepped on the back of the king Jin Cancan: "You're so **** tough!"

It’s all time and I’m still okay, I’m fine!

This foot stepped out of the soul of the court and never got up again.

Because at this time, his brain was in a mess, for a while, he felt that he was a deputy personality, and for a while, he felt that he was the master personality. Too much and too chaotic memory appeared and disappeared in his mind...

It seems that after last night, the final integration is in progress.

The scolding young man finally realized that the head under his feet was a little bit wrong: "Feng Ting?"

Wen Qiuxing loosened his feet and kicked the man who pretended to be dead. His eyes looked like a small fire-breathing dragon: "What's wrong with you and your mother? Don't think you can be confused by pretending to be dead."

After waiting for a while, His Majesty Sand Sculpture remained still.

"Hello?" Wen Qiuxing squatted down, turned over the lying man, and saw a pair of pupils with scattered eyes, and immediately scared him a lot: "Feng Ting! Wake up, what's wrong with you?"

His Majesty the King, who was trapped in the personal world, almost heard Wen Qiuxing's voice, slowly turning his eyes to Wen Qiuxing: "Qiu Qiu?"

Wen Qiuxing breathed a stagnation, this tone...how familiar, is it... he thought of this and responded excitedly: "Will!"

But the other party didn't respond, opened and closed his lips with self-care, and spoke again under the great expectation of the earth: "Wen Qiuqiu."

The earth man was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty!"

This time the other party still didn't respond.

Fuck... what's going on?

Wen Qiuxing sat down on the bed in despair, only to feel that he had sat on a death roller coaster in just a few seconds, and his small heart could not be stimulated.

Because he is afraid!

Will His Majesty Sand Eagle become a neuropathy?

Oops.

But he could only stare helplessly.

Just when Wen Qiuxing struggled inside, to tell the doctor the truth, the king reached out and grabbed his ankle, and said something vaguely in his mouth.

"Don't worry?" Wen Qiuxing struggled to hear clearly what the Feng Ting wanted to express. His face was complicated, and his face was wiped away: "You've told me clearly, otherwise I can only call a doctor."