Playing bad Konoha starts with adding points

Chapter 28 Dog Licking Diary
Too bad the bet wasn't set on touching the thigh.

And flicking his forehead, this is also the bet Tomie often made with Risa.

As Fu Jiang's home court, no matter how smart Yuanming Vanilla was, she couldn't quickly grasp the tricks, and soon lost in a mess, Yuanming Vanilla's forehead was flushed red.

"Hahahaha! I won again! Come on..." Fu Jiang gasped.

"Stop playing! Bullying people is not gentle at all!" Yuanming Vanilla threw down the cards and turned around with arms folded.

"Uh... I'm sorry... how about you bounce back?" The old single dog had never been angry with a woman before, and he was a little at a loss.

"The devil wants to play you! Hey, can you dance?" Yuanming Vanilla turned her head.

"No... but I can sing a little..." Fu Jiang scratched his head, hitting the school belle, kissing the teacher, and singing earthy love songs were his daily routine in Ninja School.

"It's right if you don't, you dance with me. If you miss a beat, I'll step on your foot. By the way, I'm wearing high heels!" Yuanming Vanilla put a pair of exquisite little feet on the table and dangled , Watching the foot control maniac Fu Jiang's heart flutter for a while, he can't wait to stick out his tongue and lick it.

Looking at Yuanming Vanilla's little hand, Fu Jiang's nervous palms were sweating, as if it was more difficult for him to hold a red-hot iron rod, and he thought of the holy snow-capped mountains, as if touching his hairy hands Blasphemy.

Touched lightly, it was cool and comfortable, but Yuanming Vanilla took the initiative to hold it impatiently: "Mother-in-law, hold hands and you won't get pregnant."

"In terms of biological probability, it's not impossible..."

"I don't want you to be responsible if I'm pregnant!"

"Come...jump!"

There was actually a phonograph in the room, playing melodious music.

Fu Jiang was clumsy, and before Yuanming Herb stepped on him, he had already stepped on Yuanming Herb's foot.

"Ok?"

"Uh..." Fu Jiang moved away his father's bear slippers in embarrassment.

Yuanming Vanilla is a good teacher, patiently teaching Fu Jiang the main points of dancing.

"Follow the melody, not my feet!"

"Look at my eyes, don't lower your head!"

"Don't memorize the dance steps, match my body rhythm!"

……

Fu Jiang's talent is not bad. After all, it was his first dance, and he had gradually caught up with Yuanming Vanilla's rhythm, completing the slowest ballroom dance.

During this period, Yuanming Vanilla did not step on Fu Jiang.

Instead, Fu Jiang stomped on the back of her feet.

"Do you want the next song? I have a feeling." Fu Jiang squeezed the soft and slender hands in his hands, a little reluctant to let go.

"What? Do you want to chop it off and take it home and touch it slowly?" Yuanming Vanilla said disgustedly.

Fu Jiang's heart was shocked, he was searched thousands of times in the crowd, and the candle in his hand was actually myself.

"My feet hurt like hell, you have to rub them for me! Go! Go outside." Yuanming Vanilla carried two jugs of wine, pulled her skirt and crawled out of the window.

"Rub... rub... rub your feet..." Fu Jiang was repeatedly struck by lightning in his mind, and he froze for 3 minutes. It wasn't until Yuanming Vanilla poked out his head to urge him to regain his senses, and crawled out like a dog. .

Yuanming Vanilla seems to be a very experienced mountaineering enthusiast. She climbed barefoot from the third floor to the roof of the fifth floor of Gao Tianyuan. She has climbed countless times with that sensitive and skilled appearance.

Fu Jiang climbed slowly behind her, even if he could climb up in a few minutes with the ninja wall climbing technique, he would rather follow behind slowly like this, who let vanilla wear a skirt!
……

On a spring night, on the roof of Gaotianyuan, the sky is full of stars.

It has been a long time for Fu Jiang to stare at the night sky. When he first traveled here, he often looked at the starry sky, thinking that this world without air pollution is really beautiful.

It's a pity that I got tired of watching it later.

It wasn't until today that I realized that the way to really look at the galaxy is to put a girl's feet in my arms and drink two glasses of wine.

"This, you know? Recently I feel that loneliness is not in the silent mountain, not in the empty room, not in the night when there is no one, but in the hustle and bustle of the city. Nothing here belongs to me! My words, no one can I understand..." Fu Jiang, who was drunk, sighed.

"Lonely? Who isn't? This same life is like a cesspit, filled with disgusting mung bean flies buzzing around every day, a life without purpose, no matter how expensive jewelry you wear, no matter how much money you earn What's the difference between sand and soil, no matter how many compliments you hear, it's just the lowness of mosquitoes." Yuanming Xiangcao lay on the roof, put his feet on Fu Jiang's arms, and let out a soft breath.

"Where is Yuanming's palm? Do you feel that there is something wrong with him recently?" Fu Jiang rubbed his soft little feet, almost forgetting the business.

"Palm? What could be wrong with him." Yuanming Vanilla shook his head.

"For example, the number of times I come to you has decreased, and I don't like to mention the past." Fu Jiang asked.

"Heh... It's been a few days since I came to see you. Maybe the stinky boy is still in love. If he dares to fall in love before me, I will definitely treat him well..." Yuanming Vanilla chuckled.

"Then he recently..."

"Hey, are you annoyed? You always lift your palms, don't you want to be his boyfriend?" Yuanming Vanilla kicked Fu Jiang.

"No! Absolutely not! Although the palms are very beautiful, I can at most treat him as my brother-in-law, and definitely not his girlfriend!" Fu Jiang swore.

"Heh... drink." Yuanming Xiangcao chuckled and raised the flagon.

"That... can I still come to you tomorrow?" Fu Jiang looked at the jade feet in his arms, a little depressed, afraid that this night was just a dream, and he woke up holding San Wan's stinky feet.

"That depends on whether my guests can drink..." Vanilla smiled lightly.

The two stopped talking, just a wordless drinking...

until dawn.

……

"Oh, another poor man."

"It's that new cowherd, he must have been fucked by a big and thick guy..."

"New cowherds have to go through this, but what are the three big? Which five rough?"

"Hehehe, of course..."

"Hey, hey, someone jumped off the building, can you be more serious and don't drive!"

……

Fu Jiang sat alone on the eaves, holding a wine jug, shaking his two hairy legs, and countless people below were watching and jumping off the building, calling him to hurry up, his neck was sore and so on.

"Fu Jiang...don't be impulsive, no matter what happens after finishing it...even if you are pushed by a man, it's nothing...you must be strong...you will pass this threshold." Risa patted Fu Jiang's shoulder heavily to persuade.

Fu Jiang was still holding the jug and giggling foolishly.

The fragrance of jade toe still remains in the bosom.

The mouth of the wine jug is also printed with vanilla red lips.

"Third Uncle, what happened to Second Uncle?" Itachi looked at Sanwan in confusion.

"Ghost knows, he said yesterday that he was in love." Sanwan spread his hands.

"In love? With whom?" Risa frowned.

"Vanilla...hehehe...vanilla, vanilla..." Tomie smirked.

"Yuanming Vanilla? Is it the top oiran here? How could you meet her?" Risa was a little surprised.

"Oh, is it beautiful? Does it have a 160-degree beard?" Sanmaru blinked.

"Super beautiful!" Fu Jiang nodded frantically.

"Okay, wake up from the dream, put down the bottle and face reality, old man, it's time for you to clean the toilet, don't forget the job Granny Yu gave you, cleaning the toilet during the day and being a cowherd at night." Lisa said helplessly shook his head.

Fu Jiang remained unmoved, holding the bottle and reminiscing about the beauty of last night.

"I have a solution! Weasel, burn his bottle! There is nothing in the world that you can't let go of, and he will let go when he knows it hurts." Sanwan came up with a good idea.

Itachi thought for a while and spit out a small flame, which burned on the flagon in Fu Jiang's hand.

ten seconds...

The bottle started to turn red.

30 second……

The whole body of the bottle turned red, and Fu Jiang's hands were hot and steamed.

1 minutes……

Fu Jiang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was distorted.

"What's going on? Isn't it hot?" Sanwan asked doubtfully.

"Hot..." Fu Jiang looked at the flagon tenderly.

"Then why don't you let go?"

"This is...she drank the jug..." Fu Jiang gritted his teeth in pain.

"Fuck your fucking dog! I'll die for you..." Lisa couldn't take it anymore, and kicked Fu Jiang downstairs.

(End of this chapter)