The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

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Touching the shoulder that was still numb after being patted by the other party, Wu Ye was very wronged. After he patted his buttocks and stood up, he muttered in a low voice with a dark face:

"What, I'm not happy to say that you are mother and daughter because of blood relationship, but it's hard to say that you are her grandma? I don't know what is good or bad..."

boom!

Wu Ye was photographed on the ground again, this time he felt the opponent's strength was stronger, thanks to the good quality of the floor, otherwise he guessed that he would be able to make a personal print here.

This time he was face down on the ground, Wu Ye held his red nose, and was blocked by the other party when he was about to speak:

"Okay, don't guess, just shut up."

Chang'e didn't give him a good face, and said gloomyly:

"I'll tell you the answer directly."

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"Kaguya has a drop of my blood on her body, so she has the same ability as me."

"Is this the so-called blood relationship?"

Wu also looked disappointed:

"Isn't this too boring?"

"..."

Chang'e was sure, this guy came to listen to the story on purpose.

This is indeed the case. Compared with the eight o'clock plots that I made up in my brain, the truth given by Chang'e has no explosive points. It is so boring, it is like August without summer vacation.

Seeing Chang'e's kind smile, Wu Ye sensibly took the next complaint to heart, and asked another question he cared about:

"By the way, why is there a drop of your blood on Kaguya's body?"

"Hmm... why do you always focus on these places?"

Speechlessly staring at Wu Ye, Chang'e spread her hands:

"Due to various accidental reasons, that child accidentally got a drop of my blood."

"Is it too general? Tell me in detail."

"Tsk..."

Sighing as if giving up, Chang'e stretched out a finger and gestured:

"Let me ask you, if one day you accidentally cut your finger, how would you deal with it?"

"what is this?"

Wu Ye was speechless for a while. He didn't know what Chang'e was up to, but he still gave his own answer:

"Isn't it just a broken finger? Can't you just suck it yourself? The saliva can also be disinfected by the way."

"Well, that's right."

Chang'e nodded seriously, then continued:

"Then what would you do if there was a little girl by your side at this time?"

"How to do what...?"

Wu also frowned:

"Of course it's to warn her, tell her to turn around and don't look at it, oh yes, and tell her that it's unhygienic, hey, if that's the case, why don't you just go to the hospital? The doctor's treatment is more formal."

"...Are you a genius?"

Chang'e looked at Wu Ye as if she was looking at an alien, so from a practical point of view, their positions should be changed, but now she really feels that this guy has really lived in vain for 17 years.

"Wait a minute, let me ask you something off topic."

"Oh, you can ask."

"Do you usually play games? A special one."

"The special one?"

Wu also recalled for a while:

"What is special?"

"It's the kind where there are far more girls than boys in the game."

"Oh……"

Wu Ye suddenly realized and nodded, then affirmed:

"No."

"..."

Hearing this, Chang'e first expressed her shock, then her speechlessness, and finally covered her face silently: