I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 40 You Can't Just Because I'm a Beautiful Teenager, Your Eyes Are So Full of Desires
Looking around between the two old aunts, Fang Qingran was too lazy to think about the old grievances between the two of them, so he browsed around the buffet dishes, putting aside his considerations about the girl with weapons for the time being, and started eating.

He really didn't expect the hot spring villa to be so generous.

He actually specially prepared a first-order Void Demon to make extraordinary dishes. In order to make up for Aunt Lu's wallet, he had to eat an extra [-] million points this time.

On his left, the red-haired boy sighed and shook his head, holding a chopstick from time to time, chewing and swallowing mechanically.

"I'm so envious of you. Even in such an environment, my appetite remains undiminished."

He leaned his head on his elbow, holding the spoon in his right hand and swiping aimlessly in the bowl.

"?"

Fang Qingran looked at the other party with blank eyes.

He felt that he didn't provoke this guy, so what did he mean by saying this suddenly.

He seriously suspected that the other party was insulting him with words.

If he can't get a reasonable explanation, he will give the other party a free toothbrushing service with soap to clean the stains in the mouth.

"Don't you think that we have come here at a particularly bad price this time?"

The red-haired boy has an exaggerated expression:

"The open-air hot spring pools that I passed along the way did not have three-point style, no European style, no long legs, no slender feet...

Nothing, nothing to see!
Can this kind of hell on earth be called a hot spring? "

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his hands were folded in front of his chest, ups and downs, like giant peaks and waves, he didn't notice the eyes of the audience, and gradually focused on himself.

"Such a hot spring should not exist, so I apologize to all the hot springs in the world, and to all the LSPs who are looking forward to the trip to the hot springs...

what! ! "

The red-haired boy was sent off the dining table with one leg, and the charming woman in the cheongsam with high slits slowly retracted her feet.

Fang Qingran's eyes widened.

But soon, he lost interest and continued to cook.

Tch, Fat Ci who can't trigger the power of touch can't attract his sexual interest.

This time, before he ate for a long time, he buried his head in the food and ate it again.

With his physical fitness enhanced and his perception greatly improved, he vaguely noticed that someone was hiding in a certain corner and secretly observing him.

A vague corner of the eye swept across the audience, except for the one who passed out, the rest of the peers were basically quiet and no one spoke.

While the rest of the elders were discussing which younger generation was most qualified to experience the soul-casting spring first, they were so blushing and thick-necked that they almost rolled up their sleeves and started doing it directly.

"Not any of them."

After confirming everyone present, his gaze inadvertently skipped the service and staff again.

Soon, the suspicion of this group of people was also cleared.

"Who would that be?"

Secretly guessing, he noticed the eyes from the opposite seat and looked up.

His eyes intertwined, Tang Ruoshui nodded politely to him, then turned his eyes away, and listened carefully to the conversation of the elders.

It was as if his gaze was just a coincidence.

His intuition as a swordsman made him feel that this look was not accidental.

But he has no proof.

"Could it be the effect of Charm attribute +1?"

Fang Qingran thought for a moment, picked up the plate, and then chose a plate full of self-help, and chose an empty seat where there was no one there.

He's not interested in fat women who can't be touched, and he's not interested in beautiful men!

Be respectful, be respectful.

Before his butt was hot, the familiar feeling of peeping appeared again.

This time, he immediately locked the position of the peeper—outside a certain window of the banquet hall.

"Spying from the outside world?"

Thoughtful, he continued to cook.

Two or three minutes later, the feeling of peeping appeared again, but he ignored it.

With the attribute of the sword hero's soul, he is quite sensitive to emotions such as malice, but from these few peeps, he did not feel the slightest bit of malice from the mysterious peeper.

To be honest, if he had discerned maliciousness, he would have slashed out with a sword aura as early as the first time he discovered it.

Since there was no malice, he didn't bother to care about it.

Who can control other people's eyes, regardless of what others like to see.

Besides, like him...

Young: 17 years old, a student;

More gold: have a five-figure deposit;

handsome: self-recognition;
Unlimited potential: magical power of touch;

Excellent family background: evil god + evil organization leader;

Isn't it normal for the pentagonal warrior of ... to attract the attention of others?
Worth the fuss?
At 01:30 in the afternoon, Fang Qingran, who finished wiping out the stock of animal meat in the back kitchen, rubbed his slightly distended stomach with satisfaction.

At this time, most of the people present had already stopped their chopsticks.

Xu animal meat is indeed a good thing, but not everyone can eat like Fang Qingran.

Digestion takes time, and if the large amount of nutrients in the virtual animal meat cannot be digested in time, the body will also be damaged.

In layman's terms, it's called overfilling.

Tang Zhi, Lu Ling and others exchanged eye contact, and he said kindly to Tang Ruoshui:
"Ruoshui, you might as well take a few friends to visit our villa first, have a good experience, and arrange their accommodation by the way.

I have important matters to discuss with Mr. Lu, Senior Song and the others. "

"Got it, father."

Tang Ruoshui replied respectfully. He turned around and greeted Fang Qingran and the others:

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Gongliang, Mr. Zhou, Ms. Yiyi, please follow me."

Tang Ruoshui invited them to a quaint residence and served them fragrant tea.

"Before we start, you can choose your favorite bathrobe here, please rest assured that none of them have ever been used.

With this bathrobe, you can enjoy a [-]% discount when you come to the hot springs in our villa in the future. "

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of tea and signaled that everyone can hang out at will.

Fang Qingran was kind, pushed open the sliding door, and stepped on the corridor made of rosewood.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the rockery garden on the other side of the aisle, and his mysterious sense of prying was slightly restrained.

Walking along the aisle to the end, he opened the door, and all kinds of bathrobes hanging on both sides of the wall came into view.

Every piece here, compared with ordinary bathrobes, has more or less added a sense of design and is recognizable.

But no matter how beautiful they were, Fang Qingran didn't notice them, even if it was just a glance.

The young man's eyes were completely attracted by the light white bathrobe locked in the window.

It has no fancy design, revealing a simple and concise from head to toe.

The broken runes swim like fish, making this simple bathrobe no longer ordinary.

"I want to wear this."

Hearing footsteps from behind, Fang Qingran didn't turn her head back.

"Sorry, Mr. Fang."

On Tang Ruoshui's pretty face, there was an apology:
"This bathrobe means a lot to me personally and was not a giveaway.

If Mr. Fang really likes it, I can ask someone to work overtime to make one and present it to you. "

"What about the extra money?"

Fang Qingran replied.

"Not for sale.

For what it's worth, it's priceless to me. "

Tang Ruoshui's expression was full of sincerity.

He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his tone became a little more excited:
"But, if you could..."

(End of this chapter)