The topic of the Red Dragon Empire flashed by.

Luo Liang did not forget another purpose of fighting left and right.

"Miss Dong, I am willing to accept the loss. What did you say about the little request just now?"

Luo Liang smiled.

"As long as it's not too much, you say, why don't you sing another song?"

Dong Mengyao pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't blame her for her.

“It’s good to sing.”

The three roommates showed expectations and were deeply impressed by Dong Mengyao's previous heavenly sound.

"No." Luo Liang denied.

If it's singing, everyone can enjoy it.

His request must be exclusive.

"Oh, my waist hurts a little, I don't know who was pressing it."

Luo Liang sighed.

"Miss Dong, why don't you press your waist for me? This small requirement is not too much?"

Dong Mengyao bit her silver teeth, and a trace of red cloud floated across her cheeks.

The hints in Luo Liang's words reminded her of the intimate actions that had been pressed against Luo Liang before.

"Miss Dong, I'm willing to accept the loss."

Chen Likui and the other two were eager to make a fuss.

This deputy squad leader has a beautiful temperament that always gives people an unattainable feeling.

"Okay, as long as you don't blame me for being rough."

Dong Mengyao glanced at Luo Liang.

She walked behind Luo Liang, gently brushed her skirt, sat cross-legged, stretched out her plain hands to push and press his waist.

This scene attracted the envy of Chen Likui and the other two, as well as the boys nearby.

Just at this moment.

"Luo Liang."

Lin Qingqing was holding a bowl of soup and a skewer of roasted chicken legs.

Seeing Luo Liang enjoying the scene, there were pastries and beautiful women pressing their waists.

Her body was slightly stiff, and a hint of surprise flashed through her clear eyes.

Lin Qingqing recovered quickly and showed a sweet smile again:

"I'm giving you a ration for my fellow villagers."

She handed over the wooden bowl and chicken legs.

Then leave as if nothing happened.

"Okay, thank you."

Luo Liang took the roasted chicken leg and happened to have not eaten meat in the past two days.

As for the black fungus chicken soup in that bowl.

Luo Liang put it on the ground without taking a look.

"Boss, don't you eat this bowl of black fungus chicken soup?"

Chen Likui and Liang Xuequan were a little greedy.

The portion of this bowl of soup is solid, with chicken and fungus accounting for half of it, which is far from comparable to the previous soup food.

"I'm born to not like eating black fungus, so I'll give it to you."

Luo Liang waved his hand and said generously.

"Thank you, boss!"

"The meat is so fragrant, the black fungus is so delicious..."

Chen Likui and Liang Xuequan swallowed the bowl of black fungus chicken soup without leaving any trace.

"Yeah, not bad."

Luo Liang was eating roasted chicken legs, and Lin Qingqing's barbecue was on the heat.

Behind him, Dong Mengyao's slender hands pressed his waist.

Dong Mengyao's massage technique was beyond Luo Liang's expectations and was very comfortable, much better than the technician who took a bath in his previous life.

It's so cool!

Luo Liang enjoyed calmly.

From a certain perspective, he enjoyed the service of the three beauties.

The fine pastries of the Red Dragon Empire presented by Yuwen Zhaoxue.

The broth carefully prepared by Lin Qingqing and the roasted chicken legs on the right heat.

There was also beautiful lady Dong behind her back, pressing her gently.

"Tsk tsk, this is the right way for time travelers to live."

Luo Liang felt relieved.

Those straight men who fight and kill every day, practice hard for hundreds of years without any success. What are they doing?

Ten thousand meters altitude, surveillance hall.

Ouyang Ding, Li Peiqi and other teachers were stunned when they saw Luo Liang's enjoyment scene.

The entire deserted island is in a desolate and embarrassing situation.

Luo Liang's existence breaks common sense.

As if the world was destroyed, it could not stop him from living a leisurely and relaxed life in a salted fish.

Before.

Luo Liang took out a basket of pastries, which surprised the mentors.

The detection methods before the training can exclude most space props.

Luo Liang actually got the tribute-grade pastry of the Red Dragon Empire.

Then.

Class 9 and Class 10, two genius beauties, Dong Mengyao and Lin Qingqing.

A bet to admit defeat and surrender to Luo Liang.

A willingness to serve carefully prepared delicacies.

They probably don't know that there is also an imperial princess in the distant starry sky who has also contributed her strength.

"The situation is not good. Dong Mengyao was deceived by a scumbag and may have fallen into it..."

Ouyang Ding looked worried.

"The same is true for Lin Qingqing in our class. She gave all the food she had collected on the last day to Luo Liang."

Li Peiqi looked angry.

She knew that Lin Qingqing might go hungry on the last day.

Luo Liang, a scumbag, was also picky and wasted only chicken legs and black fungus chicken soup.

The nearby teachers couldn't help but be wary when they heard the two talking.

"This Luo Liang is a bit weird."

"This is the first time I have seen such a powerful scumbag. I have conquered two of the three beauties of freshmen just after school started."

"Teacher Huang, the 'Liu Bingyan' in your class should be careful."

...

For a moment.

Luo Liang's name as a scumbag has penetrated into the hearts of a group of counselors.

At one point, he was much more impressive than his performance of personal strength.

The stars change.

The seventh day of the training finally arrived.

The huge waves that swallowed most of the deserted island gradually receded.
To be continued...