I contracted the bed for the full escape game

There is a tragic love story in "The Complete Book of Succubus". It tells the story of a succubus who fell in love with a mortal. As a result, the succubus who is known as a playboy is not tired of it, but the mortal is tired of it first.

So, the succubus cried and cried until the mortal came back, and rushed to him and said, "I love you forever."

Then, the mortal who was stained with the succubus' tears died.

Since then, the succubus' tears have become a world-famous poison, but this poison is only effective when the succubus is really sad.

The size of the effect is related to the demon level of the succubus, and it is not written in more books.

There are also many treatment methods, as long as they are not fed the tears of the Succubus King, most of the cases can still be resolved.

Therefore, if you want to treat Xiao Jia now, you need to make him laugh and cry.

Longjing raised the white feather in his hand, the smile on his face was still so kind.

But for Xiao Jia, who was forcibly awakened by him, this "newcomer" player who is only silver is simply a devil!okay? !

He laughed out of breath with tears in his eyes, and his ankle was held in the hands of the old angel. Although the old angel looked very old on the surface, his strength was still very strong.

In this way, Xiao Jia was pushed down on the ground by these two "doctors" and scratched with feathers until he shut himself up.

Tears of joy fell to the ground, and Longjing let down his feathers, feeling extraordinarily peaceful in his heart.

[Current mission progress: 1/7. 】

Sure enough, Xiao Jia's status as a "patient" was useful for his task progress.

"Are you awake?" Longjing stood up and asked.

Xiao Jia hammered the ground in an incompetent rage, and shouted: "If I don't wake up, I will be killed by you! Dragon Well? Dragon Well, right?! Young Master, I remember you!"

Longjing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand towards him and said: "The matter is urgent, I have to help you heal, I can't let you die so quickly."

Xiao Jia was stunned for a second, then continued to beat the ground angrily.He was so angry that he coughed, he was out of breath, and almost vomited blood.

"Don't be like this, we are teammates now."

Xiao Jia: "Who the hell is your teammate?! That bastard Chen Chuci is your teammate! The young master is just an innocent passer-by!"

Long Jing withdrew his hand, and waited for the other party to vent enough before opening his mouth again: "I have already terminated the relationship with Chen Chuci as teammates."

Xiao Jia, who was so angry that he lost his temper, muttered to himself in an instant: "No way? He spent a lot of time..."

Longjing: "What?"

Xiao Jia glanced at him meaningfully, and immediately said silently: "No, it's nothing."

Before he finished speaking, he touched the metal plate in his heart again, and asked Longjing without changing his face: "You have touched this before."

Long Jing thought about it, and didn't play any game of "guess, I guess, have you touched it?", and replied directly: "Yes, hello, mentally ill."

Xiao Jia: "..."

Succubus:"……"

Mrs. Succubus thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out why the doctor she had just asked for help became a patient.

So, she asked, "Then how do I solve my child's problem?"

Long Jing turned to her and said, "Please rest assured, the problem will be resolved soon."

Saying this, Longjing walked to the side and picked up the child in the arms of the old angel. He continued: "It is said that the succubus judges whether it is his child or not with his eyes, right?"

He reached out and touched the baby's cheek, which was chubby and soft, like a spoonful of double skin milk.

The little baby woke up vigilantly, but when he felt the breath of Longjing, he was not afraid, but stretched out his little hand happily, bubbling with joy like a fool, and shouted "Guoguo" while bubbling. Hold fruit high."

"..."

Xiao Jia was more straightforward, so he asked directly: "Madam, speaking of it, I think that instead of worrying about your husband being a scumbag, you should worry about your son's IQ. With all due respect, it seems... indeed Not very smart Yazi."

Seeing that the pink eyes of Mrs. Succubus were about to shed tears, Longjing came to the rescue again.

He said: "It's okay, children are like this when they are young."

The old angel also echoed: "Yes, yes, I was like this when I was young."

Xiao Jia immediately said: "That's because you are stupid, I was not like this when I was young, I would run away when I was three years old."

Longjing: "..."

Then you are awesome.

Fortunately, Mrs. Succubus has been cured by the mixed double flicker of two "doctors". She wiped away the tears on her charming cheeks and got up from the ground, as if she didn't intend to continue making trouble.

Xiao Jia, who was poisoned once, said unhappily: "What? Don't you continue rolling on the ground?"

Mrs. Succubus wiped away the last tear and replied, "It's cold on the ground, so I stand up and cry, it's warmer this way."

Longjing took a piece of soft paper from the side and handed it to Mrs. Succubus. Although he didn't know whether the logic of common human emotional behavior was applicable here, he could only choose this.

"Don't cry ma'am, crying won't damage your beauty, but it will make me feel bad."

Succubus took the tissue from him and was about to wipe his face again, but when he heard Longjing's words, he suddenly trembled, and the tissue he couldn't hold fell to the ground immediately.

She stared at Longjing in astonishment, her cheeks flushed instantly.

Xiao Jia also felt that something was wrong when he heard this sentence, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

"Doctor, doctor, stop joking." Mrs. Succubus said shyly, "I'm already married."

Longjing: "???"

What did he do?

"You said the wrong thing." The old angel coughed, and was responsible for explaining the problem with a very reliable gesture beside him, "For the succubus, any concern has only one purpose."

I saw the old man shaking his wings, his eyes shone with a sharp light, and he said, "Go to bed!"

Longjing immediately turned around: "Madam, I hope you understand that I don't mean to insult you, and I don't want to..."

The succubus folded her ears immediately, and she nodded solemnly and said, "I understand."

"But, have you ever studied in heaven? You also look very, um—heavenly."

Longjing nodded without timidity and replied, "Yes, ma'am."

As he spoke, he looked at the baby in his arms.

The baby's eyes are purple, but the lady's eyes are pink.

A deep purple with brilliant pink flecks, baby's open eyes are mesmerizing like a swirl of flower petals.

Longjing handed the baby back to Mrs. Succubus, and he continued: "If it's convenient, may I know what color eyes your target has?"

Mrs. Succubus took the child tenderly in her eyes, and softly coaxed the baby who was wronged by leaving Longjing's embrace. When she heard this question, she fell into deep thought.

She pondered for a long time, and when Longjing thought she would not answer this question, she suddenly answered: "It's the color of the sky."

"Succubus seldom have eyes the color of the sky." Longjing knew a lot about it after reading "The Complete Book of Succubus".

Mrs. Succubus shook her head: "My partner and I met when we were studying abroad in Paradise. He is my classmate."

"It can't be a succubus." Longjing added calmly.

With one hand, he flipped through the "Complete Book of Succubus" to the appropriate number of pages, and pointed the contents to Mrs. Succubus.

"Ma'am, if I'm not mistaken, your object should be an angel?"

Mrs. Succubus was slightly taken aback.

She didn't know whether she should nod or not, so she stared nervously at Longjing.

The angels who came to hell are an absolute minority, and there must be many hidden secrets and difficulties among them.

Thinking this way, Longjing didn't expose Mrs. Succubus's affairs. Instead, he pulled the old man's wings and said to her, "He's not an angel either."

After touching the switch of the wings, Longjing pulled off the old man's wings—fake, prosthetic wings.

Mrs. Succubus did not speak, but held the child tremblingly, looked at Longjing and said, "Doctor, what do you want to say?"

Longjing looked at her: "The mixed blood of succubus and non-demon race is born with purple pupils, as recorded in the book. If you don't know this, let me tell you now."

Mrs. Succubus shivered for a moment.

"But—" Longjing paused, and then took out a leaflet from the book. The leaflet was very beautiful, and it said: High-end cosmetic contact lenses, high quality and low price.

"If the child grows up in an environment full of purebred succubi, it will probably be uncomfortable, so give it a color contact lens. Of course, don't forget to find a reliable store." Longjing paused for a second, Then he said, "You can also choose to have pupil tattoos, but I don't know the specific situation. You can ask the ophthalmologist who is working normally when he arrives."

"However, I personally think that the most important thing is that you have to let your baby learn to be strong enough to face anyone's exclusion, and to fight for his own rights."

"It's not wrong."

"There is nothing wrong with your combination."

[Current mission progress: 4/7. 】

When he heard the notification tone, Longjing was stunned for a second, and then seemed to understand something.

It seems that the so-called cure includes solving the problems of the patient and the family members of the patient.

He took a deep breath, turned around with the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and turned his gaze to the old angel: "This old gentleman has already solved the problem of the lady, so should we solve your problem now?" question?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Little doctor, what are you talking about? I am also your colleague, but you just came to work today and don't know me yet."

Longjing approached the old man step by step without any hesitation.

He winked at Xiao Jia, and Xiao Jia instantly understood that Longjing wanted him to help subdue this old man.

But they didn't have time to make a move, this old man was more sensitive than Longjing imagined.

Longjing watched helplessly as he stood up, shook his real wings and spread them out, a color so black that even the night could be ashamed - it was a demon.

"So you have wings?"

The old man took off the halo on his head angrily: "Why do I have no wings?! It's just that the color is not so pretty!"