Chapter 9: I really do n’t like acting at all

The afternoon was bright, and a bird cry outside the window pulled me back, the porcelain cup in my hand had been crushed into powder.
Ye Tan was wearing a layer of clothing, leaning on the edge of the bed and flipping through the book, but just glanced at me a little, it was not strange. At the beginning, he would nervously check whether I had been scratched by porcelain, which was unpopular.
"... This pharmacy can't stay." I sighed and shook off the powder between the cuffs. "Since I came back at noon yesterday, I have crushed thirty-seven cups in the medical hall. Doctor Ren really It's going to be cursing. "
The value was changed too much last time, and now I can't control the power of the flood. During this period, I kept my nerves tight to maintain my strength, but as long as I was distracted, my men would be broken. I can't hold my will, and I'm on the verge of collapse.
The worst thing is that I really don't know how the modifier was entered last time, and I can't change it now.
"Atan, do you remember yesterday ... what did we do just before my death?" I couldn't figure out the joints, and I was a little irritable.
Immediately, the whole rosewood case fell down and broke.
dry.
"... Master, might as well lie down and talk." Ye Tan suggested cautiously.
"But I have fallen asleep on two beds." Shen refused. The cup and table are fine, after all, for a bed, there is one less if there is one less. "But I really have to think about it. I'll lie down in the yard."
I pushed the door lightly, and Ye Tan put down his book and got up: "Okay, my subordinates will let you sun for a while."
I nodded, concentrated my attention, and raised 120,000 points of spirit, sincerely fearful, like walking on thin ice, and brought the lounge chair in the back room to the courtyard. Gently lay on the ground, and carefully pushed away seven steps before exhaling: "You can't stand for a long time, just rest for a while."
"Master, no. How can your subordinates be so rude?"
I know that he has always had a difficult temper, but he really has no energy to appease him: "Adam, I am really tired, please forgive me."
He pursed his lips and sat up immediately.
So easy, I was surprised.
It turned out that selling tragic is much more effective than appeasing the movie guard, so keep this in mind.
I turned the weeds out and lay down in the middle of the yard. The pebbles are not very flat and uncomfortable, but they finally relax for a while.
"Adam."
"Ok?"
"Alive, really, it's hard."
"..."
What are the conditions for the plug-in to open? object? action? ceremony? Lines?
I squinted and recalled the situation carefully. I was beaten by Zeque, flew a few laps, and was later lifted up by Ye Tan. It seems that nothing special is encountered, and the trigger condition should not be an object.
"Atan, what did you say then? Can you say it again?" Thinking hard, he had to ask for help off the court.
Ye Tan didn't say a word, and I urged him again, and then he responded weakly, "The subordinate said ... if it was the heyday, the master wouldn't be so humiliated."
"One more sentence?"
Ye Tan refused to say anyway.
I stood up and said earnestly, "Adam, can you still move? Could you just reluctantly and repeat the situation then?"
I know this is a little detrimental to his wounds, but I can't care a lot about it. I can't allow my beak to bring him to the ground, put him in the position at the time, and lean in his arms.
Ye Tan moves stiffly, and her expression is even more exciting.
I thought about my own lines, and took the lead in the play: "The skills are not as good as others, and they are willing to prevail. Well, Atan, it's your turn."
My eyes were eager, and Ye Tan was a little overwhelmed. Don't start, and whispered, "... if you met you in the beginning, all right ..."
The ornithological bird is gentle, the warm wind is over the ears, and the quiet world is fine, nothing has changed.
No one spoke for a while, and I could only see Ye Tan's ears becoming more red and translucent.
I was disappointed.
It seems that the startup procedure is not a line.
What's worse? action? It seemed to be the same at the time, it was not bad ...
Suddenly I was blessed to my soul: "Yetan! Did you kiss me then ?!"
Ye Tan was taken aback, Yakou denied: "It's never happened!"
"Yes ?! Although I passed out and didn't feel conscious, but I remember seeing your eyelashes take care of me very close." I rejoiced, "Atan, love, kiss me again !!"
Ye Tan almost tried to push me away in horror. I naturally refused to let go. I just caught him around and saw his expression flustered. I suddenly had a strong sense of guilt for the mistress, soothingly: Afraid, I ... heh, I have ... as a last resort. "
My expression was sour, and it was miserable. Ye Tan finally calmed down a bit, and I saw that it was pecked at the exact position.
Hit! yes! !!
He was still struggling just now, but I really kissed him but didn't move. I must have been scared.
It's dear, I still can't start the modifier. I speculated if it was not in the right position, and rolled his lips a few angles, still no improvement.
Great Disappointment × 2
Every imaginable method has been tried, and finally there is nothing to do. I was so distressed that I slowly let go of my hand like frosting an eggplant and removed it from Ye Tan's lips.
You can't move without moving a few inches.
I do n’t know when Ye Tan raised my hand and supported my neck, knuckles were inserted into the hair, and an inch of Capricorn moved up.
"... I'm sorry, Master. I ... subordinates don't mean to refuse you." He whispered an apology, closed his eyes and put it on again. His thin lips were hot and his breath was soft:
"Please don't show that expression."
...? ? ? ? ?
Isn't it? ?
Brother, have you misunderstood something? ? ? ?
(Rabbit Hanging Wolf Tan by Azer