‘Hey hey!? What do you think... what to do!?’ Wang Dong was shocked and lay in a big trough. Could it be that he would perform a full martial arts movement if he continues like this? Damn, how can the weak earth survive the battle between two four-star demon hunters!?

'No, this is absolutely not possible. As a five-good demon hunter in the new century, I must contribute to the survival of the earth!' Wang Dong took a sudden breath, then suddenly turned over and broke free from Michael's arms, then blocked the two people with a smile, and said, "Oh, when it comes to talking about His Highness Mengmeng just wanted to know how the animation was made, right? Come on, I'll tell you."

Wang Dong said, walked behind Mengmeng with an exaggerated smile, then reached out to her shoulder, pushed her to the single sofa farthest from Michael, then raised her index finger and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll prepare props~"

After saying this, Wang Dong ran upstairs without looking back, rushed into the study on the second floor of his villa with lightning speed, picked up the notebook on the table and a water-based pen and rushed down.

‘It took three seconds, temporarily safe!’ When Wang Dong rushed down again, he saw that although Michael was still looking at Mengmeng - by the way, the DVD had been closed by Michael - but the two of them were still in the preparation stage and had not yet entered the combat stage.

"Hu..." Wang Dong quickly let out a sigh of relief when she heard this. Then she hurriedly ran to Mengmeng with her laptop and said, "Come on, Mengmeng waits for me for a few minutes, I'll make a small animation for you."

As he said that, Wang Dong sat on the ground, then placed the notebook on the coffee table, opened the first one of the notebook, and drew a little man on the corner of the lower right corner.

Next to Wang Dong, Meng Meng came over with curiosity.

Losing Mengmeng, the "opponent of the same sight", Michael silently withdrew his gaze and put on his headphones again.

Wang Dong, who had a slightly glance at the stage, noticed this "reassuring" scene and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought with tears in his eyes: "Damn, I am a hero who saves the earth this time!"

Although Wang Dong quietly distracted and observed Michael, the process did not exceed half a second, so it did not affect his drawing time - it was probably not considered a slow-by, it could only be said to be graffiti.

Originally, Wang Dong was planning to draw a small comic of more than ten pages, but when he thought that the person next to him was a princess in the Demon World, would he anger the other party if he was too perfunctory?

After hesitating for a while, Wang Dong decided to draw a longer comic. After all, the number of pages in this notebook can be described as terrible - it is estimated that it has exceeded about forty pages.

So Wang Dong, the little comic that could be done in five or six minutes, drew it for more than ten minutes. But when he finished drawing it, he found that Mengmeng was staring at him without turning his eyes.

"You...why are you doing?" Wang Dong was startled by Mengmeng's focused eyes and asked subconsciously.

"Have you ever told you that when a boy is dedicated to doing something for a girl, his concentration is particularly attractive?" Mengmeng blinked, then looked at Wang Dong with a smile, and said, "Okay, let me see what you have drawn."

"Give it." Wang Dong handed the notebook to Mengmeng, then bent the lower right corner, then slowly slid his thumb to the right, and said, "Just watch it like this."

Mengmeng nodded, then took the notebook from Wang Dong's hand, held it on his right hand and gently stroked it with his finger. The lower right corner of the notebook suddenly flipped quickly like the movement of the money counting machine when counting money. And above it is such a simple comic-

A boy holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

He slowly came to a girl, then knelt on one knee on the ground, and raised the rose in his hand.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and threw herself into the boy's arms.

Then, a love appeared around the two people's bodies.

"Is this...proposing??" Mengmeng couldn't help but widen her eyes, then looked at Wang Dong with surprise.

"Uh... this is a comic. Through pictures of [subtle differences], a pattern can be moved and then told a story. The comic I gave you is the story of a boy proposing to another girl." Wang Dong twitched the corners of his mouth and explained in a low voice: "And the animation is made on the basis of this black and white comic. Not only should the drawing be used, but the pictures should also be colored, and more pictures are needed to form a story."

"So amazing~" Mengmeng looked back at the notebook in her hand and said happily: "This is so interesting~"

"Is that so? Just like you." Wang Dong showed a happy smile - at this time, Wang Dong's heart produced a wonderful equation "Meng Mengmeng is happy = will not conflict with Michael = the earth is safe".

The next moment, the gentle touch from the left face stunned Wang Dong. He subconsciously turned his head and found that Mengmeng was covering his mouth and raising his head with a smile.

"This is a thank you for you." Mengmeng put her hands behind her, holding the black notebook and said with a smile: "Hehe, I'll go out for a shopping~"

"Huh!?" Before Wang Dong could react, Mengmeng had already arrived at the door of the villa in three steps, and half of her body had reached the door.

"Tail! Tail!" Wang Dong lay on the ground, stretched out his right hand and shouted at Mengmeng: "Hide the tail!!!"

"Yes, yes, yes~~" Mengmeng stretched out her left hand, waved it quickly and said, "By bye~"

Wang Dong listened with a convulsion and heard the closing of the door that came immediately, and then sighed helplessly.

"Swish--" The next moment, a hot white light passed through Wang Dong's left face, burning a small piece of his face, revealing the muscles inside.

"Damn it!!" Wang Dong screamed, then covered his left face and looked at Michael who was walking over with an incredible look on his face. He wanted to cry and said without tears: "What did I do wrong?"

Michael slowly came to Wang Dong's side, then slowly squatted down, held Wang Dong's face and said, "I don't like her smell."

"Eh? Eh?" Wang Dong looked at the white light appearing in Michael's right hand with a dazed look. When the white light touched Wang Dong's left face, a warm feeling came over instantly. The originally hot pain could not be felt at all.

"Ji." Michael kissed Wang Dong's left face expressionlessly, then raised his head, looked at Wang Dong with a satisfied look, and nodded, saying, "That's fine."

Wang Dong touched his face with shock, then looked at Michael who had returned to the sofa and sat down, and said with a confused look on his face: "What... is this going on?"

Michael crouched his legs on the sofa, looked at the TV in front of him with a calm expression, ignoring Wang Dong's words to himself.

‘……Hey, hey, what kind of god is this? Do you dare to give me some normal things??’ Wang Dong didn’t know what to say. He got up from the ground with a confused look on his face, then touched his left face again, and slowly sat on the sofa behind him.

‘What do she mean!?’ Wang Dong turned his neck stiffly and stared at Michael not far away—or Michael’s pink lips—and thought: ‘It should be... I just want to do it right with Mengmeng, right? Their relationship doesn’t look very good.’

"What's wrong?" Michael pressed the pause button, then turned his head and looked at Wang Dong in confusion. The next moment, Michael followed Wang Dong's gaze and found that the other party was staring at his lips, so he stood up with a "swish" sound, and then walked straight towards Wang Dong.

"Hey hey hey!?" Wang Dong looked at Michael and stood on his body without saying a word, and said in confusion: "What...what happened!?"

"Do you want to kiss?" Michael lowered his head, looked at Wang Dong's eyes, suddenly opened her wings that had been hidden, and then said motionlessly: "You stared at my lips, do you want to kiss me?"

'Is this her brew swelling?' Wang Dong was almost crazy. He looked at Michael with a broken face and said, "Wait!? I praised you for being beautiful on the Star Shuttle, and you gestured at my neck with a knife... Why has it now reached the stage of kissing? No matter from any perspective, the degree of kissing is far more than the degree of praise for being beautiful!?"

"..." Michael blinked, then tilted his head blankly and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing is right, okay! Our relationship has reached the point where we can kiss?" Wang Dong twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't help asking.

"You praised me on the Star Shuttle. Are you pursuing me? Then you gave me a lot of things I like (referring to the Magic Girl CD). Isn't this trying to please me?" Michael tilted his head and said, "I am very satisfied with your stuff, so I decided to agree to your pursuit."

‘WTF?Cum nmegui? What’s the point of making a fuss?’ Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth, and he thought the author must be funny.

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