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On the contrary, Sal lived a very leisurely life, completely unaffected by the turbulent undercurrent in the country, and pestered Pan Ting all day long.Pan Ting still annoyed him at first, but then slowly discovered the benefits of having someone pestering her.I was hungry, someone delivered food, I was too lazy to leave, someone provided a vehicle, wanted to sit down, and a chair was delivered immediately.

When he was proud, he also had this thought: Throughout the ages, what so many emperors seek is enjoyment.Why bother competing for a position with so many people?As long as you compete with yourself for a Saar, it will be resolved.

But soon he was disgusted by his almost depraved thoughts.

It's like he thought about compromising before, but he still rejected it in the end.

How many kings were wise and brilliant for the first time, but their reputations were ruined because they were drunk and lying in the gentle country.

Sa'er's embrace may be very warm, and Sa'er's pampering may be intoxicating, but as a man, he prefers to use his own hands to get what he wants.If the present is not comfortable enough, he works hard to build the world until it is the way he wants it to be.

"Sar!" He stood up suddenly, "Let's become business partners!"

"... Hasn't it always been?" Sal looked at him puzzled.

Pan Ting said: "I mean, put our energy and focus on our career."

Sa Erdao: "If you wish, I will like it."

Pan Ting dared not look at those eyes that were as clear as lake water.When there are only two of them, Sal will return to his original form.

"When will Zaozi come back?"

Sa Er said: "Hurry up."

"What the hell did it do?"

"Make my present for you."

"...my heart is beating fast."

Sa Er's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled dotingly and said, "Are you looking forward to it? Don't worry, you will like it."

"No, I was scared." Pan Ting was still shaking.

Sal tentatively stretched out his arm and made a hug gesture. Pan Ting quickly grabbed his arm, pointed at the slowly setting sun and said, "Look there, it's so beautiful."

With the light behind his back, Sa Er looked at Pan Ting's face reddened by the setting sun, his eyes were deep, and he whispered, "Yes, it's so beautiful."

After that, I don't know whether Pan Ting's words had an effect, or Sal finally cared about the Ice and Snow Race created by him, and he began to care about the recent situation of Shendi Kingdom.The power of idols is unstoppable.

The kingdom of God soon set off a trend of following the warriors, and even once spread to the palace.

Pan Ting also enjoyed the benefits of being an idol group member.Although the subjects of Shendi Kingdom still don't understand the relationship between warriors and gods, and they don't understand how powerful gods are, it's always right for them to respect those who are respected by warriors.

Every time the two went to the street, they were surrounded by crowds.At first it was from a distance, then it was a close view, and then it was hands-on.

Pan Tingting sighed with emotion, it seems that the model of groupies has been the same since ancient times.

Seeing that Pan Ting was being touched by other people, Sa didn't respond, his face sank slightly, and when Pan Ting turned his head to look at him, he returned to his natural state, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Pan Ting responded to the friendly greetings with a smile, and said in a low voice, "No."

Sa Erdao: "You are very used to being touched by others."

"What are you talking about!" Pan Ting paused, recalling his glory days when he was a great writer in Lei Ting, and said proudly, "This is just a small scene. In the past, there were many people crying and wanting to marry me."

"That's why I'm so worthless." Thrall murmured.

Pan Ting felt a little strange, and turned to look at Sal.

Sal was receiving flowers from a child, but when he turned around, he had a gentle look on his face.

The turmoil caused by Pan Ting and Sar in the Kingdom of God finally made King Orlo unable to sit still.He took the initiative to meet with Pan Ting and Irian, but Saer was in the way. He held a seminar and meeting on the deeds of warriors.

Sal didn't want to go at first, but it was Pan Ting who received the hint and pushed him out.

Before leaving, Sa Er broke through the line of defense that he had insisted on for the past few days, and hugged him from the front.There is a natural breath on his body, clear and mellow, smelling it lightly, it is like the cherry blossoms falling from the sky, the leaves swaying, and the wind coming from the stream and spring, walking into the mountain depression.

"I'm not that annoying to you, am I?" Sal said softly.

Pan Ting said: "I sometimes complain about you, but I don't really hate you." Because you have a face that is hard to hate.Senior members of the Appearance Association can't afford to be hurt!

Sal hugged his hand tightly, "We are very happy together these few days."

Pan Ting guessed what he was going to say next, and said carefully: "Yes, this is friendship. A deep friendship is more precious than love. It can be a brother's side, and a friend's fortune."

"What kind of relationship is actually not important." Although Saar said so, his eyes showed sadness, blinked, and then retracted, "The important thing is that we are together, right?" The crystal on his forehead was like blood Generally, the red is translucent, and the red is strangely gorgeous!

Pan Ting struggled with reason and emotion.

Emotionally, he is very willing to accept Sal's statement, and just get along in such a vague way, waiting for one person to be changed by another person.But reason flickered in his mind like an alarm, as if, once he agreed, he would go in another direction forever.

As for the reason, he didn't dare to think deeply.

"...It's still important." He said with difficulty.

Sal's arm was slowly exerting force, as if he wanted to rub his whole body into his body.

Pan Ting couldn't bear it, and lost his voice: "It hurts."

Sa'er turned a deaf ear, his face was firmly pressed against Pan Ting, and his arms continued to tighten.

Pan Ting vaguely heard his bones rattling, as if they were about to break in his body. He moved his wrist and wanted to grab his back, but his joints were all shackled, and he couldn't use any strength. Little by little, he shattered into Sal's arms.

Suddenly, Sal let go.

Pan Ting was reborn after the catastrophe, almost collapsed on the ground, and was able to stand still only when Sa'er hugged him.

"I'm sorry." Sal put him on the chair, leaned over suddenly, and kissed his lips as tenderly as possible.

Pan Ting could even feel Sal's trembling at the moment of touch.

Kiss touch and leave.

As if afraid of his anger, Thrall quickly left the scene.

Leaving behind Pan Ting who couldn't recover for a long time, he felt the pain on his body and the warmth on his lips alone.

Although the Ice and Snow Clan were born in a world of ice and snow, they don't like winter, and even have an instinctive resistance to the cold, so that if the weather turns colder, they will burn a lot of stoves and put them in the house.

There are eight stoves in the four corners of King Orlo's bedroom.

After a while, Irian started sweating on his forehead.He lightly touched Pan Ting, who was sitting motionless on the chair like a stone statue after entering the room with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Shen Shen? Don't you feel hot?"

Pan Ting jumped up like an electric shock, covered his face subconsciously, and said in a strange tone: "Hot?! Why do I feel hot?"

Irian looked at him in astonishment, and even King Orlo showed an inquiring look.

Pan Ting quickly calmed down, quickly grasped the situation, and sat down pretending to be calm, "It's so cold, how could you feel hot. Cough, we're not sitting here to discuss heat and refrigeration, are we?"

King Orlo said: "Although I have expressed my respect for the gods and gods before, I still want to repeat it again. You are the light of the kingdom of God, guiding us in the direction of progress. Without you, the kingdom of God would not be what it is today of splendor."

Pan Ting suffered from an occupational disease, hesitated and said, "The word 'brilliant' seems inappropriate to use here, you should think again."

King Orlo pursed his lower lip and said, "However, I hope that the fate of the people of Godland will be decided by the people of Godland themselves."

Pan Ting said: "You are right, it should be decided by every citizen of Shendi." He emphasized the pronunciation of the word "each".

Orlo said kingly: "I have announced that a farewell party will be held tomorrow to see you and the warriors off. I hope you will attend!"

Irian jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, "No way!"

Pan Ting stopped him, looked at King Orlo coldly and said, "If you listen to him, you will know that as a king, you should have the heart to accept other people's opinions."

Orlo said kingly: "You must also be decisive in not accepting it!"

Irian looked at Pan Ting uneasily, fearing that his anger would cause landslides and ground cracks.

It's not that Pan Ting doesn't want to, but... can't do it!At present, the skills he has mastered can only be regarded as a magician, which is not yet at the level of a magician, and has no deterrent effect at all.

"You will pay for your headstrongness and your will."

He turned and left proudly, but felt completely useless in his heart.