God of War has joined the luxury run with the ball package (MTL)

Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Ball x 31

    So this sleep was messed up, Han Tianjing sat up in the morning holding his forehead, his mind was still full of those wonderful pictures.

    At the end of the dream, he was actually holding a glowing stick—what was originally his light energy knife in his hand, but somehow turned into a pink stick, and then he was beating a lump of soft, Extremely stretchy, with a black background sprinkled with gold, um, cotton balls?

    The cotton ball was still making Yehuang's voice: "I won't lie down anymore—I'll get up and go to work—"

    with disgusting repetitions, so Han Tianjing even lost his stick, and directly changed to Get started.

    What a horrible dream. His arms were still sore when he got up.

    Han Tianjing supported his forehead.

    When he lowered his head again, he found that the crystal tablet he put on his lower abdomen before going to bed had indeed disappeared.

    The stomach is sore and distended, not very comfortable, but it seems to be strangely warm, and the whole body is full of the refreshing feeling of getting up in the morning. In fact, he went to bed too early last night. Later, it was estimated that AI and Luo Xia didn't call him deliberately when they saw him sleeping soundly, so they didn't even eat dinner, but he didn't think he was very hungry.

    You can start with a bowl of clear porridge to nourish your stomach, which is probably enough.

    After that, he turned his head again, his eyes became helpless and weird—

    the black and gold cotton balls...

    He was hit, leaked, trapped by him last time he hugged that black and gold color pillow yesterday!

    So he was so tired after sleeping in the middle of the night, was he madly patting the pillow? ? ?

    He had never seen such a pillow before. Even the cotton wool inside was beautiful black and sprinkled with gold. Where did this pillow come from? It seems that Pascal sent it some time. Originally, the things sent by the nemesis should go directly into the cremation furnace, but he saw that this color scheme is so beautiful, and... well, it is very soft and comfortable (like a mascot), so he kept it. .

    This kind of black cloth is embellished with gold patterns. At first glance, the surface is actually designed like a marble pattern. On the pure black background, the golden patterns seem to be smudged on it. It is obviously a worshiper of the Night Emperor—Ye A color that Pascal the cat will love.

    After all, it was a gift from another marshal to congratulate him for winning a battle, so it would not be good to miss a bed like this.

    Han Tianjing sighed resignedly and got out of bed, took out tools from the closet, knocked back the exposed cotton, and began to mend it seriously.

    Luo Xia just opened the door quietly, wanting to see if he was awake, but was so shocked by the scene of "the thread in the hands of a loving mother" that his wrists curled up, dripping water.

    Then, the "beautiful and gentle loving mother" who was sitting by the bed turned around slowly, her eyes suddenly changed from March in spring to the approaching winter, and silently looked at the door.

    In an instant, the extremely cold hell!

    Luo Xia glanced at the mucus on her wrist, jumped up, and passed by a sweeping robot, she snatched the tool from his hand.