Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 175 Others can’t, but you can

After taking a shower in the bathroom, Zhou Xuan put on a loose but comfortable T-shirt and a pair of cotton trousers and came to the spacious living room.

There is a large 3-inch Panasonic LCD screen in the center of the living room, paired with a brand new PS.

Zhou Xuan buried himself in the soft sofa, picked up the game controller, and lazily began to choose games.

As the concentration of dragon blood in his body became higher and higher, his various reaction abilities were greatly strengthened.

Therefore, many FPS, fighting and soul games are not difficult for Zhou Xuan, and they have completely lost the gameplay.

It's like one of the best games on PS3, Ultra Street Fighter 4.

After Zhou Xuan won 107 games in a row before, he suddenly felt that he had no opponent in the world, and he never opened it again without any interest.

Sometimes he really doubted that the dragons were fighting each other to death all day long. Was it because their lives were too boring?

In the past thousands of years, there were not as many entertainment projects as there are now. The dragons seemed to have nothing else to do except commit mischief to steal the princess from time to time, or play music and dance.

As the saying goes: "If you don't explode in silence, you will become perverted in silence."

A large number of dragons may have been overwhelmed by the comfortable life, so they became abnormal and killed each other.

If Black King Nidhogg is given a computer and "Civilization VI" is added, maybe there will be no problem with White King and the four kings.

Just play a few games of Civilization VI and a year will pass, so what time will it take to reproduce?

Zhou Xuan was talking nonsense in his heart, pressed the button on the controller, and opened "Red Dead Redemption".

Although this game of Red Dead Redemption does not have the insanely rich details of Red Dead Redemption 2, it does a pretty good job in terms of plot, soundtrack, open world, etc. It is a good game that is very suitable for calming down and killing time.

Zhou Xuan pressed the handle loudly while thinking about tomorrow's action arrangements.

Tomorrow morning I have to go to Genji Heavy Industries to clock in and get a task from the executive bureau, and then in the afternoon I go fishing to buy the promised gifts for the children in the missionary school.

"By the way, I have to find time to travel to Ehime County! I don't know when Senior Sister Mai will come back. I'll ask her if she can go." Zhou Xuan muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help but think of the girl named Sakurai Rika. girl.

Speaking of which, Sakurai Rika and Erika are actually quite similar.

Both of them have serious physical problems and have been imprisoned in a small space since they were very young.

The free air that ordinary people take for granted is a coveted luxury for them.

It's just that Erika is slightly luckier than Sakurai Rika. At least she has an older brother like a turtle.

At this time, Ling, who had finished bathing, came to the living room holding his Macbook.

The heating was on in the room, and she was wearing a pair of short-sleeved shorts, and her two ivory-white and soft jade legs were exposed to the air without any covering, shining under the soft light.

Ling, who had just taken a shower, had two faint blushes on her face, which added a bit of warmth to her almost transparent white skin. Her thick black hair flowed down her small and exquisite earlobes, making her more delicate. Refined and unparalleled in beauty.

Zero hugged the computer and curled up in the corner of the sofa in the living room, his stunning little face still expressionless.

She had completely deleted Potato Chip Girl's files and was not going to do any more superfluous and fancy operations.

Zero naively and stubbornly believes that love should be a mysterious but beautiful thing.

This emotion should not be mixed with any financial interests or deliberate considerations, but should be a very simple and pure thing.

Probably like when I go out in spring, I happen to see flowers blooming, and when I look up at the sky, a rainbow happens to appear. When I like you, it happens that you like me too.

But Zero knew that such a precious and beautiful thing should be difficult to obtain.

Just like the little pale yellow flowers she took the trouble to find on the withered lawn in the cold Black Swan Harbor in Siberia.

Once, after experiencing painful human experiments, Zero saw a small light yellow flower in a dazed state when he was carried out of the laboratory by a round-shouldered female nurse. In the dead yellow, the light yellow is so warm and eye-catching.

So Zero, who was still called Renata at the time, began to search.

But after a long, long time, she could not find any trace of the little yellow flower. Instead, she was laughed at mercilessly by the children who were also experimental subjects, and was cursed and beaten again and again by the caregivers.

"Look, that Renata is looking for flowers again! How can there be such a thing as flowers in such a cold place?"

"Yes, yes, he is really a madman. He has searched over and over again and still doesn't give up. The grass has frozen to death, how can there be flowers!?"

"Renata! Don't lie down on the grass, your clothes are dirty again! Damn it!"

"Renata! You..."

To this day, Zero still hasn't found it, but she's not ready to give up.

That yesterday's flower is too beautiful and worth spending more years.

What Zero lacks most is patience.

At this time, Zhou Xuan, who was playing games, glanced at Ling from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It's not because the other person's thighs are really white and shiny, but because the girl didn't blow dry her hair.

When Rei and Mai Shutoku lived in Zhou Xuan's villa before, he found that this Russian girl's living habits were a bit outrageous.

Zero does not have conditioner, facial mask, moisturizing lotion, essence, etc. It basically just uses a facial cleanser to clean the face.

She also has no picky eating habits at all. She can eat anything and is easy to feed.

Except for the extremely serious mysophobia, it can be said that there is no difference from ordinary boys.

Therefore, Zero never bothered to blow dry his hair and just waited for it to dry naturally.

There were many times when I couldn't stand the long legs anymore, so I helped Zero blow dry his hair with an expression that said, "There's really nothing you can do about me."

At this time, Ling also felt Zhou Xuan's gaze keenly.

She touched her hair that was still wet with moisture, pursed her thin lips slightly, and her heart began to ripple.

Ling lowered his eyebrows and spoke softly: "Zhou Xuan, can you help me blow dry my hair? I'm not very good at it."

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He pressed the handle and chuckled: "Shall I help you dry your hair? This seems a bit inappropriate. Besides, you are not mysophobic..."

Before Zhou Xuan finished speaking, Ling spoke again: "Others really can't, but you can."

Perhaps there is never a so-called universal answer to the difficult question of love.

In many cases, the advice of so-called "experienced people" is nothing more than survivor bias and has little reference value.

Zero decided to do it his own way.

Go straight forward, swing your sword to cut through the iron.

(End of this chapter)