"?"

Jiu Chonglian was washing her hair, and her flax bubbles were covered with her flax-colored hair, and even her ears were covered with white bath bubbles. Standing under the shower, she turned to look at Xu Lun, and the bath bubbles on her head formed a question mark.

The bathroom door is not locked.

It’s not because Jiu Chonglian is relieved by Xu Lun, but because the mere door lock can’t stop this man.

Jiu Chonglian didn't want to recreate the incident where Xu Lun took off the exhaust fan and came in again.

So I don't have the habit of locking doors.

At this moment, the two met frankly.

No, to be precise, only Jiuchong Love is honest.

Xu Lun, unfathomable.

"Miss Jiuchong, I understand."

Xu Lun took a step forward and three tentacles poked out.

"What do you understand?"

Jiuchong Love has some PTSD for a while. When I saw the tentacles, my legs had a cold war and they were stuck together.

"Although the number of [Seed of Lament] has increased to four, this is not the point. The key is that the injection of [Seed of Lament] will bring about additional changes."

With people-oriented scientific research spirit, Xu Lun came to Jiuchonglian's side, and a tentacle turned off the faucet of the shower.

The bathroom was silent for a moment.

Jiuchonglian swallowed, and she looked up to Xu Lun a little, not knowing what he was going to do.

Only huge shadows, the orange-yellow light of the bathroom heating lamp fell on Jiuzhong Lian's face.

“That’s…”

Xu Lun stretched out his hand towards Jiuchonglian.

Bang-

Jiu Chonglian subconsciously retreated, and Xu Lun moved forward. When she felt the cold touch of the wall behind her, Jiu Chonglian realized that she had been forced into the corner by Xu Lun.

Already...can't escape?

Jiuchong Love couldn't help but have such thoughts.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her breath was like orchids.

Xu Lun supported the wall with one hand above Jiu Chonglian's shoulders, and reached down with the other hand.

“It’s right here.”

Xu Lun wiped the shower gel bubble from Jiuzhonglian's lower abdomen, and saw that when his hands were in contact with Jiuzhonglian, a little red mark appeared on the flat belly and on the fair skin.

The red trace spreads, spreads, and moves along complex trajectories as if it has its own will.

Finally, it forms a complex pattern with a special meaning.

This pattern presents the outline of love, but there are images such as thorns and tentacles in the middle. Xu Lun just took a look and judged that this pattern should have a considerable artistic value and is a design work written by a master.

Oh, is the designer himself? That's all right.

"What kind of meow is this?"

The innocent Jiuchonglian had to stretch her neck to see the changes on her lower abdomen. She didn't quite understand why such a tattoo suddenly appeared on her body.

"Love has never had such a tattoo, strange meow..."

Jiuchong Lian looked up and looked at Xu Lun who was close to him.

Xu Lun, without saying a word, just bent down slowly and leaned his head to Jiuchonglian's lower abdomen, where the lines appeared.

Listen with your ears, like a father who is listening to the inspiration of the baby's heart in his wife's belly.

Jiuchong Lian didn't dare to move, she was shy and confused, and she had no idea what was going on with her.

She only knew that whenever Xu Lun's body touched her, a heat flow would roll in her body from her lower abdomen, causing her body temperature to rise, her cheeks to become hot, and her head became groggy, and she just wanted more of this feeling.

Xu Lun didn't care about the shyness of Jiuchong's love, but just listened carefully to the agitation in her belly.

thump--

thump--

thump--

Of course, this is not the heartbeat of the newborn, but the rising resonance of the [Seed of Pain].

It is obvious that the current Hell Thorns have other abilities.

In the past, [Seed of Lament] was just a way to allow Xu Lun to gain the other party's perception. As for other uses, it comes from the combined use of [Divine Water Drops] and [Seed of Lament].

Now, once the [Seed of Lament] is injected, Xu Lun can rely on the touch of his body to strengthen the power of [Seed of Lament], and eventually form a special pattern on Jiuchong Lian’s lower abdomen.

Such a tattoo is like a brand, not just a difference in appearance, but a heraldry that can affect the host of the [Seed of Lament].

For example, this one on Jiuzhonglian's body is obviously the case when Xu Lun touches it, Jiuzhonglian's body will become sensitive, as if she has drunk [Divine Water Drops]. Moreover, such changes will not disappear with the disappearance of Xu Lun's contact with her body, but will remain for a period of time.

During this period, Xu Lun's influence on Jiuchong Love will always exist.

Smart people must have discovered it, which is the same as Xu Lun did with the girls from the Cuisine Research Association of Fengcheng University High School.

In fact, although the principles of the two are not very similar, their essence is indeed very similar.

If [Seed of Lament] feeds back the host's situation to Xu Lun, then this tattoo is to inject Xu Lun's power into the host.

As long as Xu Lun is willing, he can inject spiritual essence into Jiuchonglian's body through this tattoo and fill her with it.

In this case, even Jiuzhong Lian can have the power to fight against weird things.

His ears left Jiuzhonglian's lower abdomen, which had become a little hot, and Xu Lun stood up straight.

And Jiu Chonglian, her legs could no longer support her standing. Her knees were closed together and she fell to the ground like a duck sitting.

"Teacher...love has already..."

She grabbed Xu Lun's pants with one hand, as if she was quite exhausted.

But the heat from the lower abdomen is not ready to spare Jiuzhong Love.

Xu Lun's thoughts moved.

Jiuchonglian suddenly widened her eyes, her small white and tender toes curled up, and she kept trembling several times.

Then, both eyes lost their focus, like pure mirrors, reflecting the bathroom scene.

"Love, stand up."

Xu Lun said in an orderly tone.

Jiuchong Love, who had already become confused and had a blank mind, stood up.

"Say, I will protect everything in the late night cafeteria."

Xu Lun continued to order.

"I will protect everything in the late night cafeteria."

The voice of Jiuzhong Lian is illusory, just like an illusory magic sound from outside the universe.

Xu Lun briefly observed that he could indeed inject his abilities into Jiuchonglian. At the lowest possible situation, he could also ensure that Jiuchonglian would not be hurt by strange things.

As for more...

He thought for a while, reached out and gently pressed Jiuchonglian's lower abdomen.

The patterns on it changed with Xu Lun's movements and became more complicated.

He looked at Jiuchong Lian again. Xu Lun's spiritual packaging quickly formed a red and white witch suit, even a white foot bag.

However, because of the characteristics of the spiritual essence, the witch suit is very illusory, and Jiu Chonglian's body is looming underneath.

“It’s not enough.”

Xu Lun rewritten the lines again and ordered Jiuzhong Lian casually.

"Say, transform."

"Transform."
Chapter completed!