The next moment, Fu Qian locked an item in his only remaining left eye that he had never had the chance to use.

In the blink of an eye, this cruel body will enter a god-defying hangover.

Faced with such a situation, among the remaining trump cards, this one seems to be the only one that may have some effect - although it is only possible.

But that’s part of the fun, isn’t it?

He blinked before paying.

…

Someone is humming a song.

In the darkness, this was the first message I received before paying.

The second message is that something is following this melody and gently beating my body.

And with the help of this tapping, after finding the organ that can be called an eye, he slowly opened his head facing the direction of the sound.

The humming stopped suddenly.

A pale and charming face stared down at him silently.

And despite the feedback coming from his perception, his current form is not much better than a bug.

However, the owner of this familiar face still carefully held him in his arms as if facing a delicate baby.

The slapping came from the back, and of course it has stopped now.

This time-stuck scene lasted for a long time.

At a certain moment, Fu Qian felt a force coming from behind him, and he actually held his head closer.

The emotionless face also became active, and after making a breast-feeding gesture, he smiled.
Chapter completed!