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Upon hearing this, she extended her index finger and gently touched her pink lips, whispering sweetly.
"Oh yeah~, what should I do then? I don't know how to fix it either."
"Should we call Nan Lixiang?"
"Huh? What's her phone number again?"
Upon seeing this, Saeko Busujima's temples bulged with veins.
I resisted the urge to pry open the other person's little head and see what was inside.
She pulled Shizuka Marikawa along towards the bathroom.
Not long after the two women left, in the bedroom...
A soft footstep suddenly rang out.
Standing on the balcony, enjoying the evening breeze, Bai Chen assumed that Shizuka Marikawa, that adorable beauty, had forgotten something again.
Without turning his head, he asked casually, "What have you forgotten this time?"
After waiting a moment, seeing that he did not answer.
Bai Chen frowned slightly and slowly turned around.
Just as they were about to give the other party a small punishment, they were surprised to find that the person who came was not Shizuka Marikawa.
But...
Looking at the woman in front of me, wearing a light pink strapless top and white hot pants.
Her smooth, flaxen-colored hair fell neatly to her hips, and two tufts of hair on her forehead, resembling ant antennae, trembled gently.
Rei Miyamoto, with her bright and beautiful eyes, delicate branches and abundant fruit.
A hint of amusement flashed in Bai Chen's eyes, and a smile played on his lips.
"I'm really surprised that Li took the initiative to come to me~"
"What, have you figured it out?"
Faced with this question, Miyamoto Rei couldn't help but feel a deep sense of embarrassment, and she lowered her head deeply.
Instinctively, she wanted to run away.
But when she thought of her parents waiting for her, Miyamoto Rei ultimately suppressed the thought.
She nodded slightly, her delicate face filled with determination.
"I...I am willing to become Bai Chenjun's vassal, please convert me!"
Bai Chen slowly approached the girl and gently pinched her delicate chin.
"I'm glad Miyamoto-kun understood."
"Just wanting to become my familiar isn't that easy~"
"If I remember correctly, Miyamoto-kun should be good with guns, right?"
Rei Miyamoto, experiencing such intimate contact with a man for the first time in her life, was faced with the intense heat emanating from the large hand.
Her long, curved eyelashes fluttered like tiny fans.
A few alluring blushes quickly spread across her snow-white, delicate face.
Although she didn't know why Bai Chen asked that question, she still nodded obediently.
"I joined the gunfighting club in my first year of school, and I'm quite proficient in various gun techniques."
"Really? Then I'll give you a chance."
"If you can subdue this gun within an hour, I will give you the power you desire."
"To empower you to save your parents."
As he spoke, Bai Chen lightly waved his right hand.
He took out the dragon-patterned spear, its handle adorned with dragon designs that shimmered with a faint golden light.
The moment the treasured spear appeared, a clear dragon's roar seemed to echo in the bedroom.
Before anyone could react, Miyamoto Rei was passively and directly restrained.
Her eyes were vacant, and her delicate body stiffened slightly.
He stood frozen in place, like a stunningly beautiful sculpture...
Chapter Thirty Bai Chen: Hold it tight! Feel it carefully
Inside the bedroom, a man and a gun stand facing each other.
Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the gun, Miyamoto Rei's body trembled slightly.
This was not her intention, but rather a human instinctive reaction to supernatural power.
Fortunately, Miyamoto Rei had practiced shooting for several years and had already grasped the basics of the art of shooting.
Therefore, he only lost his composure for a moment before coming to his senses.
He stared at the golden dragon-patterned spear in front of him, a fighting spirit appearing in his eyes.
On the other side, seeing that Miyamoto Rei regained her senses so quickly, Bai Chen showed a satisfied expression.
Excellent! Excellent! He's a promising shooter.
His movements became increasingly gentle, and his tone was flat.
"This dragon-patterned spear was forged using the essence of an ancient dragon soul and Geng metal, and was placed in the fire of the earth's core for a full ten months before it was completed."
"On the day the gun was completed, strange phenomena appeared in the sky."
“The artifact possesses a spirit. If you can subdue it within an hour, I will grant your wish.”
With her pearly white teeth gently biting her cherry lips, Miyamoto Rei did not hesitate at all upon hearing this.
She immediately reached out with her bare hand and grabbed at the dragon-patterned spear.
But as Bai Chen said before, the artifact has a spirit.
As a supreme divine weapon forged by the Primordial Dragon Soul, how could the Dragon Pattern Spear possibly submit to an ordinary person?
Therefore, in the face of Miyamoto Rei's attack.
It nimbly dodged it, and taught it a lesson in the process.
"Crack~"
As the crisp sound rang out, a red mark appeared on Miyamoto Rei's delicate face, which was as smooth as a freshly peeled egg.
This is largely thanks to the Dragon Pattern Spear's relatively gentle nature; if it were the Demon Blade instead...
I'm afraid that blood has already been drawn.
The burning pain on her cheek successfully ignited Miyamoto Rei's competitive spirit.
The next moment, it clenched its teeth and lunged at it again.
On the other side, Longwenqiang, who had been locked in that dark and gloomy little room by Bai Chen for more than ten minutes, was also happy to play with Miyamoto Rei.
After skillfully dodging again, he left a mark on the other half of her cheek.
One on the left and one on the right, they look perfectly harmonious.
Bai Chen, on the other hand, sat on the edge of the bed.
He teased his adorable pet and watched with amusement as the two fought with guns.
After all, such interesting scenes are not something you can see every day.
As the saying goes: An arrogant army is bound to be defeated!
A moment later, he was toying with Miyamoto Rei's dragon-patterned spear.
Before they knew it, he had found an opportunity and seized it.
It, which had been leisurely, suddenly began to struggle.
Playing with the other party is one thing, but getting caught by them is another.
The proud Dragon Pattern Spear, inheriting the ancient dragon soul, will never allow an ordinary woman to hold it.
It has only one owner, and that is Bai Chen.
As the Dragon Pattern Spear exerted its full power, the surface of the spear shone with brilliant golden light.
Miyamoto Rei felt a strong burning sensation in her palm.
Subconsciously, I wanted to let go of it.
But then he thought of his parents waiting for him, and of the horrific scene he witnessed yesterday of a girl being murdered by a lesbian.
She clenched her teeth and her hands tightly gripped.
With Miyamoto Rei's indomitable spirit, the Dragon Pattern Spear was indeed unable to break free for a time.
The gun trembled incessantly, emitting a buzzing sound.
However, although it could not break free, Miyamoto Rei was also powerless against it.
For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand, and they were locked in a power struggle.
Time passed slowly, and Miyamoto Rei's breathing gradually became heavy.
A few streaks of rouge flushed her cheeks, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her snow-white forehead.
For an ordinary person, gaining the approval of a divine weapon is still too difficult.
Just as Miyamoto Rei felt an unbearable soreness in her arm and a voice kept telling her to give up,
Bai Chen's deep and magnetic voice suddenly rang in her ears.