When Tang Ci brought the prepared food, Meng Busan lay on his side like a cat on the back of the sofa, staring at the rankings and keeping watching.

He was surrounded by a white apron around his waist, holding a plate with both hands, and said helplessly: "Isn't it good for you to lie on the sofa? Why do you have to lie in a place with such a small space and carefully overturn the sofa."

Meng Busan hummed twice and signaled that he had heard it.

Tang Ci put down the food and said helplessly: "You have been watching for so long, what are you watching?"

Meng Busan finally raised his head and said with a smile: "I thought of a fun idea."

Tang Ci was helpless, "It's over, I have a premonition that some people are going to be unlucky again."

Meng Busan shook his long legs and sat on the back of the sofa, his legs hanging down from the back of the sofa.

He pounded the back of the sofa with his heels and smiled, "Who made me a lunatic, unconscience?"

Tang Ci smiled and put the food on the coffee table.

Meng Busan looked around and saw that they were all home-cooked dishes, such as braised pork ribs, fried lotus root, pine nut corn, and two bowls of kelp soup.

He stretched lazily and slid down from the back of the sofa as if he was playing with a slide.

Tang Ci saw that he was wearing a shiny bracelet on his wrist, but because he was too thin, the bracelet had a circle and it drooped a long chain, which swayed in his palm.

"What is this? Newly bought jewelry?"

He glanced at the scars on Meng Busan's arm.

Meng Busan stretched out his hand with a bracelet towards him.

Tang porcelain is unknown.

The next moment, the bracelet on Meng Busan's wrist turned into a gun and appeared silently in his hands.

Meng Busan tilted his head, "This is the weapon, upgraded with my upgrade. After reaching L3, it can not only be big or small, but also soft or hard, but can also become various gadgets."

He smiled and said, "It's really exciting to see how it will develop later."

Meng Busan just showed it to him and turned the gun into a bracelet on his wrist.

The bracelet rubbed against the uneven wounds, making it even more obvious.

Tang Ci lowered her head silently and handed the chopsticks to Meng Busan.

Meng Busan admired today's dishes, and slowly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Your skills are really good, and your home-cooked dishes are very delicious."

Tang Ci smiled, "Then you eat more and stop picking on food."

Meng Busan bit the tip of the chopsticks and complained: "It's fine if you don't be picky about food in reality, isn't it okay to be in this world of trial?"

Tang Ci looked at him gently and said helplessly: "Okay, no matter how much you eat here, it will not affect your body that has been frozen in time."

Meng Busan smiled at him, "Did you never know to stick to my proposal when you meet me?"

Tang Ci shook her head and said gently: "I don't think this matters. If it can make you happy, it's OK."

Meng Busan stared at him.

Tang Ci lowered her head and pulled the food.

Meng Busan suddenly said, "Don't think about it, I don't feel any more pain anymore, it's just a bit ugly."

Tang Ci suddenly raised her head.

Meng Busan supported his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Is it hard to guess your thoughts?"

"You stared at my wound for so long and then put on that look. How could I not know what you were thinking?"

Meng Busan smiled slightly and blinked at him, "Let's do this, how about I hand over my wound to you to celebrate your becoming my companion?"

"Why?"

Tang Ci was shocked by his words, "Can you hand over the wound to someone else?"

Meng Busan: "I said yes, just do it. You can do it any way you want to deal with this scar."

Tang Ci looked at his arm and looked at him again.

Tang Ci's eyes lit up little by little, "Are you saying true?"

Meng Busan smiled, "Of course, I won't lie easily."

Tang Ci said frivolously: "But when you want to lie, you will stop being a human being."

"But I believe it."

His hand was pressed against Meng Busan's wound, and he said to Meng Busan seriously: "Leave it to me, I will cherish your wound."

Meng Busan was slightly stunned.

...

Meng Busan was always curious about what Tang Ci wanted to do to his wounds until he saw Tang Ci bought a bunch of books and utensils about tattoos from the mall.

His mouth twitched, "You want to give me a tattoo?"

Tang Ci turned over the pages of the book, and her eyes refused to leave easily.

"Um."

Meng Busan was a little curious, "Then have you ever tattooed people before?"

Tang Ci shook her head, "No, it's the first time."

Meng Busan: “…”

He sighed, "You really treat me as your test subject."

Tang Ci laughed softly, "Don't worry, I will test it on me first and then use it on you."

Meng Busanwo entered the sofa and said curiously: "Can you stay? Didn't you say that your body time has been fixed?"

Tang Ci whispered: "But I don't mind coming out of the trial ground and re-titling you every time."

He seemed to think of something, lowered his eyelashes and said warmly: "I want your wound to bloom."

"In this way, will you relieve your memory of past pain and make your mood better when you see these things?"

Meng Busan rolled around on the sofa restlessly, "I kept smiling and didn't feel bad."

Tang Ci: "Although you smile, it doesn't mean you are happy."

Meng Busan turned over and turned his back to him, "Okay, you know again..."

He looked at the sky like sea water and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

...

Until the next trial ground was opened, Tang Ci did not learn the craft of tattooing.

However, the books he read have reached the primary level from the entry level.

The whale on the side of the ship poked his head out and said to Meng Busan: "This is the first time I have seen you spend your rest time."

Meng Busan smiled softly, "You still said that you actually used the trick of time to deceive me?"

"I feel strange no matter how I think about it, why did I leap forward in the world's trialists' level after only one trial field?"

"The answer is that time is different, right?"

Meng Busan closed his eyes, "After all, in the Golden Metal Sea Trial Field, there is no concept of time in other places except in the Trial Field, which allows you to make trouble at your heart."

The whale's eyes opened with guilt.

"Does it feel like the flow is fast when you are on the boat? No, you are wrong."

Meng Busan put on a white shirt he had just bought from the mall, tied buttons one by one, and said lightly: "Either you make fun of it on the boat or the moment we entered the trial field, I will tell you why you had to pass a long tunnel when you entered the trial field last time."

He pulled the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that the world that is obsessed with me knows how powerful I am. I can't help but extend the time I enter, and I want me to accompany it more in the trial field, right?"

The whale didn't speak.

"Tsk, what a troublesome maniac."

The whale couldn't help it anymore, "You're enough! If you're committing death like this, the main world will be more targeted at you."

Meng Busan spread his arms and said in a gentle and creepy tone: "Then let's make the storm more violent."

Tang Ci opened her suit and vest and just helped Meng Busan, who spread her arms, put it on.

Meng Busan tied his vest button and nodded slightly at the whale, "You are fine."

whale:"……"

It can't help but get goose bumps from its head to the tip of its tail!

After Meng Busan pressed the buttons on the vest, he slowly tied the cuffs together.

Tang Ci looked at his suit with the same style as him and couldn't help but say, "What are you going to do this time? Why don't you wear a small skirt?"

Meng Busan looked at him with a "perverted" expression on his face, "I didn't expect you to be like Tang Ci'er like this!"

Tang porcelain: "…”
To be continued...