After wearing the book, I was stared by the sick male protagonist

Chapter 41

Looking at the angry someone, Gu Qingmo moved his fingers again, but he didn't dare to make any more movements.

"Junior brother, what were you thinking just now, so lost in thought?" Even he ignored it.

Lou Yulu will definitely not talk about the obsessive-compulsive roommate, and from the current point of view, the hero's obsessive-compulsive disorder is not very serious.

At least I didn't discover this until now, so that's already explained, isn't it?

"I was just thinking that if senior brother cuts flesh in the future, will it all be cut like this—"

Ziwu was lying.

Gu Qingmo's eyes darkened for a moment, and then lowered his eyes: "If the younger brother wants this, the younger brother will definitely."

"Don't!" Lou Yulu hurriedly said: "It's good to have big and small, just like this bowl of meat slices, each one is the same size, and the taste is probably the same, but if there are different sizes, It tastes different too."

As he spoke, he came to eat a few slices and showed him.

Gu Qingmo was thoughtful: "Is that so?"

With food in his mouth, Lou Yulu could only nod in affirmation.

Don't forget to pass the bowl and let him eat together.

After eating a bowl of meat, Lou Yulu looked at the other bowl filled with meat, wanting to cry but not crying.

It's confirmed, the obsessive-compulsive disorder can't escape——

Although finally not the same size, thin and thick.But it is one big and one small, the big one is almost carved out of the same mold, and the small one is the same——

Lou Yulu is also very sure that just now the male lead just cut it casually, there is no deliberate element in it.

That's the subconscious requirement that they be the same—

"My fairy friend, I've roasted this meat, and I've smeared it with bee spirit honey, and I'm here to give it to you—you have a taste."

Qi Jing took the freshly roasted meat and ran over excitedly, looking at Lou Yulu eagerly.

Gu Qingmo's eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.

Lou Yulu, who was sitting beside him, grabbed his hand again: "Thanks, we are full."

Poor little sister—sister, she clearly wanted to please the male lead alone, but changed her tone because the male lead's murderous intent leaked out, tsk!

It's too awful.

Gu Qingmo looked at the grasped hand, his face was still cold, but he didn't make a sound.

The murderous aura that Gu Qingmo erupted just now was too frightening. Qi Jing, who had always been fearless, finally became frightened. Seeing this particularly good-looking male cultivator easily suppress him, Qi Jing finally came in.

She bit her lip: "I put the meat here as a thank you to my senior brother, I—"

"May I know your name?"

Cheeks are flushed.

"bump!"

A big tree full of vitality and luxuriant branches crashed to the ground, accompanied by Gu Qingmo's roar: "If you want to die, I will help you!"

All the coercion belonging to the middle stage of distraction oppressed Qi Jing.

The huge gap in cultivation caused Qi Jing to suffer internal injuries instantly, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Brother, calm down!"

Afraid of girls—forget it, no matter how old she really is, anyway, girls will always be girls, and old girls are girls too, so Lou Yulu threw herself on Gu Qingmo: "Let's calm down, we're eating, we're going to fight and kill!" How much it affects your appetite!"

He also didn't say that people are inherently good, that killing people is immoral, and that if it violates the law, every world has its own rules of survival, and it would be unfair to define this world with the rules of his original world.

Moreover, monks in this world can fly into the sky, escape from the ground, move mountains and seas, how can the original world?

No.