"Chris Diean?"

Tarantula curled up in Charles' arms like a kitten as usual, but the expression on her face looked particularly serious.

She said in a deep voice: "This person came to the magazine to find me a few days ago. He hoped to order a collection of papers that were of good quality but could not be published in the magazine for various reasons."

"He was just here to talk about business at that time, and there was nothing special about it."

Charles asked in confusion: "You are so beautiful, will he fall in love with you at first sight at that time?"

"Go..." Tarantula said depressedly, "Since I know I'm pretty, why don't you let me fuck you? Weizi has been away for so long, and I'm so suffocating now..."

She said, then sat up and started taking off her clothes.

Charles reached out and twisted her nose speechlessly, and said seriously: "Don't mess around, now you are talking about your business."

"What's that?" Tarantula looked disdainful. "There are more men who have pursued me over the years, and there are not more of him."

"If you really like me, I'll introduce him to a more suitable one."

"If you have a bad intention, you will get whatever you want and squeeze it out and kick it away."

"It's just you, a bad guy, move quickly. Should you take it off yourself or I'll help you take it off."

Tarantula has always been a very sober girl, knowing who she is, who can entrust and who needs to draw a clear line.

For her, Charles was the only trustworthy among the opposite sex he knew.

As for those suitors with ulterior motives, there is a large group of retired killers in the magazine, so I’m afraid of a ghost.

At this time, a voice came from the side: "Yes, be quick! Get off quickly! Readers can't wait!!!"

Tarantula's body froze instantly, she turned her head and saw two cameras floating in the air, with the camera facing the bed.

With a "ah", she pulled up the blanket on the bed, wrapped in her body and flew out of the room.

Tilbizhai, carrying one of the cameras, sighed and said helplessly to the God of Light beside him: "The heroine has run away, so let's change you."

The God of Light pointed the camera he was carrying at Him and said, "No, no, he likes your figure, come on."

"He likes you more!" Tilbi's house suddenly snapped his fingers, and the God of Light next to him suddenly burst out with a "bang" and then the true form appeared.

"Damn it!" The God of Light stared at Tilby's house, "I'll find you later..."

"Hey...why are you drooling!"

"Don't come here!!"

"asshole!!!"

"No! Stop it! You can't do this!!!"

"I...I am a god..."

"Um……"

"A little bit to the right..."

Charles used the ancestral cat-felt technique taught by Diana, and stretched his body to serve the God of Light.

After stretching his body, the God of Light realized that Tilbizhai had been aiming at him with the camera.

Before He could get angry, Tilbizhai slipped away with the camera.

Charles immediately used his hands as a comb, and gently stroked his back hair and spine from the back from the back to his tail. He repeated it a few times before gently lifting and releasing the back skin with his fingertips.

"Damn!" The God of Light lay on the bed and said viciously, "You are also a big villain. You must be punished by God..."

"Gululu..."

At this time, Charles was gently kneading the position behind his two snow-white meows' ears.

The God of Light continued, "You hateful guy... Lululu..."

"Come here to see if you are polluted by the power of the undead. You actually... Gululululululu..."

Charles gently rubbed His ears along his hair and said softly, "Thank you for your concern."

"I don't care about you!" said the God of Light, "If Angel hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have come."

"Hmph! As soon as I come, you will touch me... use some force here..."

"You must be careful, they are uneasy to give you the power of the dead."

"The power of the necromancer will stimulate your desires and make you a slave to desires...go down a little... and then control you."

Charles thought it was the same, but after seeing His body just now, he couldn't help but go up and rub it.

"Ouch!" The God of Light suddenly exclaimed in pain.

Charles was startled and asked hurriedly: "Your meatball...has your hand injured?"

After asking, he casts healing techniques on the place he just pressed.

The God of Light was speechless. He was one of the gods who specialize in healing. It was this guy's turn to do it.

However, it can also be seen that this little guy is not bad and can still be cultivated.

He said lazily: "It's okay, I just fought a fight not long ago."

Charles asked in surprise: "Who with? Who can hurt you?"

The God of Light yawned and continued, "This world has sealed many dangerous existences. Watching them is one of our jobs. You will never think that we are playing games and watching computers all day, just like that one."

"We have recently checked all the seals, and some seals were damaged and needed to weaken the existence inside and then re-reinforced them."

Charles said: "Thank you for your hard work, no wonder there is power that can hurt you."

The God of Light turned over and lay on the bed, reached out and patted his face and said, "It's good to know."

Charles was in a dilemma now. How should the Meow Meow Beast Girl rub the front? Will it scratch the belly? Will it be scratched to death with one claw?

At this time, he felt that the strength of patting the claws on his face was getting stronger, as if he was very dissatisfied with his stop.

So he held the injured paw and said, "I'll help you suck out the power that hurts you."

"Hmm?" The God of Light looked at this guy with a bad expression, "Suck with his mouth?"

"No!" Charles shook his head quickly, "You should know that my devouring skill can also absorb energy. I'll just help you suck out that energy."

The God of Light slapped his nose with the flesh racket in his palm, shook his head and said, "Have you ever considered the nature of that energy and what impact will it have after absorbing it yourself?"

Charles was stunned now. He has basically gained a lot of benefits by using this trick, and rarely has any bad side effects.

At this time, he didn't know which thorn was sucked in his mind, and he said seriously: "You have to eat poison and nutrition! This is how you can be called healthy!"

As he said that, he grabbed the injured ball of the God of Light and used "devouring" to absorb the energy inside into his body.

If the energy of the God of Light is like a solid wall, then the energy that hurts Him is like a nail on the wall, and it is pulled out in an instant.

The reason why He did not solve this energy by himself was because of the nature of the energy. This energy seemed to be undergoing endless destruction, and other energy that was approaching was shattered and could not be "taken" at all.

But the "swallowing" skill is different. It is like a iron plier that can firmly "plier" this energy, and then pull it out in an instant.

"Hey!" The God of Light sat up. He was scratched so comfortably just now, and his vigilance decreased a lot.

He held his face with both hands and asked anxiously, "How do you feel now? Oh, oh, really."

Charles blinked and replied, "I feel like I'm fine ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Chapter completed!