Chapter 224 War Correspondent Marco
At this time, Hancock has completely fallen.
From her perspective.
Weir is simply a person who does not dislike his status as a Draco slave.
Don't be tempted by your own beauty.
He has been protecting and helping himself in his own way.
How could this keep her from being tempted?
Why don't you let her bind?
Now Hancock looked at Weir and felt extremely shy.
There are so many people outside this bed.
In the eyes of others, does this count as already belonging to him?
This progress is too fast~ I...I still want to experience falling in love...
"Wei... Wei~ Can we go slower? Isn't this too fast~ I, I am a little uncomfortable with it..."
Hancock said intermittently.
Her delicate appearance seemed to make her squirt.
Too shy to look at Veer.
But her head didn't move, she just looked to the side.
Who wouldn’t be confused after seeing that feminine posture?
This scene made Will dumbfounded.
What happened again?
What happened again?
What did I do that was so outrageous?
What does slower mean?
Too soon?
Not used to it?
Don't hurt me!
Although I know you may have imagined some emotional process again.
If you think about it, you will definitely be able to figure it out in your head.
But that’s not what you say!
You worded it inappropriately!
If this fails, I will not be executed righteously.
Can Lei Li review it for me immediately?
Is this a figment of imagination?
Everything is made up by the brain.
Weir's concerns are not without reason.
Rayleigh and the others outside heard Hancock's not loud voice at this time.
Everyone's faces were stiff.
Then slowly turned his head to look at Rayleigh.
This is what you said, are you relieved?
Do you want to hear what this is about?
What level of treatment would allow someone to say such shy words?
That tone didn't sound like he was being treated at all!
"Lao Lei, what do you think about this matter?"
Marco frowned.
At this time, the discussion in the 괗 group became the key to appeasing people.
Marco's admiration for Weir just now has not yet subsided.
So suddenly, he didn't deny it directly.
There is still a certain basis of trust in Weir.
And what about Raleigh?
When he heard Hancock's words, he was already a little panicked.
A thin layer of sweat can already be seen on his forehead.
Although I was quite panicked.
But he still pretended to be calm and said.
"Don't worry, everyone, don't worry, this should be Will recognized by Hancock."
"It's okay, it's okay. Werdu didn't stop treatment, so it's okay."
Hearing this, Lao Ma couldn't hold himself any longer.
"Yes! Everyone has heard it. He must have recognized it, but the problem is! The tone of voice when he just called that beast's name, right?"
"Also, there is no 꿗cut treatment in 께떚. Isn't that nonsense? Who can 꿗cut it? Listen to this voice, are you going to cut it off? Cut off the egg!"
Marco pointed out the problem sharply.
The big man with hair said to Rayleigh on the spot.
Destroyed, isn’t this really ruined?
Old man, I'm a little panicked.
Isn’t that 께떚 really a beast?
Isn't the poison unusual?
How else could Hancock make such a tone of voice?
This is totally inconsistent with her character!
Completely different from her character.
"Old Lei, now I want to hear your understanding of slower, too fast, not suitable."
Marco was like a war correspondent at this time.
A real-name interview with our burly old man.
He also used the immortal flames to create a microphone shape in his hand in a very ritualistic manner.
The snort hit Rayleigh's throat...
Soon, Rayleigh adjusted himself and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He said calmly again: "Well, it's easy to explain."
"You all know about Will's treatment. It's very rough! So Hancock should be a little uncomfortable. It should be."
Hearing this, even Marco applauded him.
good!
Very well said.
He is worthy of being a victim.
You are an experienced veteran.
Usually the old horses I see are the old ones who hate the will-o'-the-wisp 꿁뎃.
My eyes were opened today.
Old Den.
When did you run away from poker?
The circus is looking for you in a hurry, right?
Is Gotham now in panic because of your disappearance?
If you don’t hate 껩늀, forget it.
Also sent to 꿁뎃 to bed 껗.
After sending her off, you still left your daughter there with him.
Now that you hear this, you still cover up for your 꿁뎃.
OK OK.
applaud.
Everyone stand up!
The conversation between the two.
Robin frowned.
But when she thought of Weir's appearance, she quickly felt relieved again.
Worried that Vail is doing something inside?
You might as well worry about whether the world will explode today...
At this time, Vail.
Listening to the system prompt ringing in my head again, my eyes lit up!
【bite! Congratulations to the host for getting 30,000 negative points! 】
Thirty thousand!
Although very 꿁.
But this is just the beginning.
It hasn’t even started yet!
Only the sounds of Rayleigh and Marco talking outside reached Hancock's ears.
I received thirty thousand.
This is really a treatment, but we are still not allowed to take off?
But now Weir really didn't dare to say anything more.
Everything I said was automatically adapted by her.
Every additional word I say may cause the situation to get out of control.
꿁Speak, you must 꿁Speak.
It's okay to maintain the current status quo.
There is no need to pursue higher limits.
Maybe it will collapse again just like before.
Mainly because he couldn't guess Hancock's thoughts at all.
There is nothing wrong with being cautious.
But his treatment process still needs to be explained to Hancock.
Thinking of this, Weir leaned down slightly.
He doesn't let outsiders hear his treatment process.
I still hope that their remarks will affect Hancock.
But when Hancock saw Will, he actually leaned towards him!
My head immediately started to smoke!
The eyes became those dull, cute eyes.
Shortness of breath to very rapid breathing.
What does he want to do?
He doesn't want to kiss me, does he?
Why... why did I just tell him that I wanted to slow down.
Did he actually speed up?
Is he afraid that my concubine will run away?
How can I run away...
No, what should I do now?
He was already about to hit it.
Should I close my eyes?
Thinking of this, Hancock quickly closed his eyes.
His eyelashes were trembling so much that he looked like Parkinson's disease...
Will:? …
ah?
"Rayleigh, your breathing is getting louder, what do you say now?"
Off the field.
Marco held the microphone, put it to Rayleigh's lips, and asked expressionlessly.
And what about Raleigh?
He couldn't say anything except taking out his handkerchief and wiping his sweat frantically.
At this moment, a new sweat king was born...
