On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

Ding Zhiwei was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to deal with himself, he thought it would be better to turn his mind to self-healing as soon as possible.

But he suddenly felt a little thirsty, and planned to get out of bed and pour a cup of tea for him. Although he could order the male master's apprentice to pour it for him, how dare he order the boss?I dare not even think about it.It's better to do such small things by yourself.On the one hand, it can make the hero feel that he hates him and will not have doubts, on the other hand, it is also shaping the character so that it will not collapse.

Juemin is not feeling well either, he is clearly conscious, but his body is completely out of his control.

Ding Zhiwei reluctantly sat up and put on his shoes.Due to the heavy injury, his body staggered, his toes tripped over his heels, and he fell to the ground. "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and he couldn't help shouting because of the pain in his elbow joints.

"what!"

Here, Juemin's buttocks suddenly twisted, and his thin waist swayed from side to side, directly knocking down the mahogany table, and the tea set on the table fell to the ground with a splash and fell to pieces.

The sound of the broken tea set just covered up Ding Zhiwei's cry. Ding Zhiwei raised his head to see what happened, and found that there was a mess in front of him, and the water stains flowed down the floor to his vicinity. gone.

Ding Zhiwei couldn't help but rejoice, it's okay...!If the male protagonist sees this embarrassed look, then it's okay?Won't the human setting collapse immediately?God helps me too, God is helping me.

[Countdown to end: 4 minutes]

Luo Jichen didn't realize that although Juemin breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to slack off his tense heart. Fortunately, this body hid behind the screen, and Luo Jichen couldn't see him, otherwise how embarrassing it would be, he imagined No, if he was discovered, he would be so ashamed that he wished he could be killed on the spot.

There are 4 minutes left.Beads of sweat were already dripping from Juemin's forehead, and it was uncertain what would happen in these 4 minutes.

Juemin gradually began to dance wildly, his arms swung in all directions like machine guns, and his feet began to trample on the floor like the famous tap dance in "Country Love".

'! ! ! Juemin has never been disqualified like this before, and he was dumbfounded for a while.

On the other side, Ding Zhiwei was about to get up, but he touched the tea and slipped again. The shattered residue of the teacup pierced his palm, and Ding Zhiwei howled: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Pass!

Similarly, the two voices merged miraculously, and neither party noticed the embarrassing situation of the other.

'Boom!Snapped!Da da da!Move every time, every time, every time! Unable to control his body, Juemin began to punch and kick the bucket behind the screen for bathing, as if the bucket had done something outrageous.

After Ding Zhiwei managed to get up, his left foot stepped on the sock of his right foot, his two feet were in an upside-down shape in a weird posture, and his right foot reflexively lifted up and tripped directly, 'Kang Dang! 'A butt fell to the ground and screamed again: "Ah!!"

[Countdown: 3 minutes]

Ding Zhiwei was about to shed tears of pain, and Juemin's eyes were empty when he was manipulated and beaten.

The next more bizarre thing directly refreshed Juemin's three views.Juemin began to dance snake uncontrollably, his arms stretched in wavy lines, his legs swayed inside and out, and he began to walk back and forth in place. Except that he could control his expression, the rest could not be changed at all.Even Juemin has already started to pray, Luo Jichen must not come over.

The male protagonist was dancing narcissistically, but Ding Zhiwei didn't know it, and stood up diligently again, not daring to be frizzy.

[Countdown: 2 minutes]

Finally sitting back on the bed intact, Ding Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief, and reached out to support the wooden pole on the left that supported the veil.Taking advantage of Ding Zhiwei's unexpected moment, the wooden pole snapped into two irregularly with a snap.The dark purple curtains on the top of the bed rolled up all over the sky, Ding Zhi raised his head in bewilderment, and stared at the smear of purple that quickly slid down in fear for a moment, thinking... Maybe he would eat it all right away dust……

Juemin's body gradually exploded, and he actually began to scurry and kick like a monkey on the two walls. Several black footprints on the snow-white wall exposed how shameless the criminal master was.

[Countdown: 1 minutes]

Juemin's tense expression loosened, only 1 minute.

With both hands involuntarily groping around his body, he unbuttoned the two buttons of the collar one by one, slowly and leisurely picked up the two sides with his slender fingers, twisted his neck and began to gradually take off the top, his movements are charming like a prostitute …

Juemin's beautiful eyes were wider than usual.Watching his actions in disbelief.For him, this move is simply a flattering show of love.

Without stopping, he approached the screen step by step, and was about to go out from behind the screen.

What if Luo Jichen saw that he was still taking off his clothes in the next step!

"Creak!" The door of the room was slammed open.

Ding Zhiwei just broke free from the veil.

The few disciples who came in were travel-stained and looked anxious, but seeing the master uncle sitting cross-legged on the bed to recuperate, it seemed that there was no serious problem.

"Uncle Master? What... what happened?" One of the disciples winked at the person next to him, and the disciple who received the message nodded in acceptance and walked towards the screen.

Ding Zhiwei closed his eyes as if he was resting his mind. On the surface, he pretended to be calm, but in fact his heart almost jumped out of fright. Fortunately, it was only a short while away, otherwise he would be caught by someone for his embarrassing appearance. have witnessed.

The floor was in a mess, the table was tilted to one side, a pile of debris was scattered on the ground, and what's even more strange was the uncle's bed... To use an adjective, it was messy.

What exactly is going on here?

"Uncle, we heard a lot of movement inside. If it hadn't lasted for a long time, and we were worried about your safety, we wouldn't rush in like this."

Now it seems that the uncle is not in trouble.

"No problem, let's go out, I will call you if there is anything to do." Ding Zhiwei coughed with a blushing heart, and said unnaturally.

"Okay uncle, you can rest for a while, the medical doctor arranged by the master will soon..."

Before he finished speaking, a disciple screamed from the screen.

Several disciples looked at each other with great vigilance and rushed towards the screen.

I saw Juemin lying leisurely in the deformed wooden barrel, scanning the crowd with one eye half open.A bloody coat fell on the ground, and the entire wooden barrel was as red as blood.Juemin looked half-dead, no wonder the disciple who came alone just now shouted out of fear.

"You seem to be in a leisurely mood to visit other people's baths?"

These disciples knew the male lead because they carried him up, and after knowing that it was a false alarm, the leading disciple cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, we thought..."

"No, you'd better go out quickly, I don't like people paying attention to me when I'm naked."

Juemin's complexion was extremely bad, and several disciples felt deeply sorry and sneaked out of the room one after another.