Dong'er thought thoughtfully. Before, she thought it might take her decades or even longer to pay off that huge debt, but now it seems that if she can become Sea God, a living First-Class God, her ability to make money must be much stronger than she is now. By then, it will definitely be much easier to pay off Dad and Second Dad's debt. As for the Divine Seat debt she owes President...
Dong'er raised his eyes to look at Kong Ming'an, blinked his pink-blue eyes, and asked in a somewhat probing tone, "President, can I work as a bed-warming maid for you to pay off your debt?"
Kong Ming'an:"----"
Qiu'er:"???"
Qiu'er couldn't help but turn around and look at Dong'er, No, sister, please wake up! Do you know what you are talking about?!
Kong Ming'an was quite calm. He raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of surprise. Then his eyes drifted slightly to Qiu'er who was aside, and said softly, "Qiu'er is already here. You are late."
Qiu'er:"?!!"
Qiu'er turned to look at Kong Ming'an again, his eyes staring, extremely dissatisfied, no! What the hell?! Who is it?! I did it for Mistress Sister! I am not your bed-warming maid!
Qiu'er objected wildly in her heart, but on the surface she didn't say a word... After all, she really couldn't say this. If she did speak, wouldn't it be equivalent to self-confirmation?
That absolutely won't work!
When Dong'er heard this, a bit of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, he turned his head and looked at Qiu'er who was silent. Qiu'er subconsciously looked to the side, looking guilty. Dong'er paused. Understanding and helpless, after thinking about it, Dong'er turned to look at Kong Ming'an again, blinked his blue-pink eyes, and then said in a clear voice, "It's okay for Qiu'er and I to be together, just think... I share the burden for her?"
Qiu'er:"??!"
Qiu'er turned his head and looked at Dong'er again, his eyes full of disbelief, no, Dong'er, what on earth do you want to do!
Kong Ming'an was silent for a moment. This time, even he felt that the direction of the topic was a bit too strange.
What Dong'er said just now was of course a joke. Who told her master President not to explain clearly at the beginning, causing her to be nervous, moved, and even guilty for nothing?
It's reasonable to make a joke and come back for revenge. However, President herself didn't seem to have any reaction, but Qiu'er looked guilty, which made her not know what to say.
However, if it was really possible to use a bed heater or something to pay off the debt, she probably wouldn't reject it, right?
Dong'er is thoughtful.
"Okay, stop thinking about it and get down to business."
Kong Ming'an shook his head slightly and brought back the straying topic. After hearing this, Dong'er's slightly raised lip corners also calmed down slightly, and then he sat up slightly and showed a ready posture.
Her master President would perform surgery on her soul like this one every one or two months, and she probably knew the process well.
In the distance, seeing Dong Ji ready, Kong Ming'an didn't waste any time. He stretched out his fingers, and the extremely subtle Silver Brilliance Color halo lingering on his fingertips slowly pointed towards Sea God Martial Soul floating beside him. was a phantom, and the moment the halo touched Sea God Martial Soul's forehead, Dong'er's body on the sofa in the distance trembled violently, and he couldn't help but let out a very light muffled sound. Humph, she frowned, gritted her teeth, and endured the indescribable pain that burst out from the depths of her soul. Sea God Martial Soul was connected to her soul, which was usually as natural as an extension of her body. But at this moment, her master President's operation was not a simple touch, but a deeper peeling. It felt like someone was carefully peeling off a layer of tightly fitting skin from the surface of her soul to correct the shape.
The movement of Silver Light on the fingertips, Kong Ming'an's movements did not stop at all, and the phantom of Sea God Martial Soul had a somewhat similar face to Kong Ming'an. It began to ripple like water waves, melting and fading quickly, and then, a clearer, more delicate face, full of the unique softness and gracefulness of a girl, slowly emerged, and this face was surprisingly Dong'er's own true face. The projection of the appearance, but at this moment, this face still looks a bit unreal, like the water waves on the lake, with faint ripples. At the same time, the original blue robe on Sea God Martial Soul is also making subtle adjustments. It became more suitable for the newly revealed girl's figure, shaped like a blue skirt, less divine majesty, more graceful and agile belonging to a girl, and the whole process was by no means uncomfortable for Dong'er.
"Well..."
Her breathing became heavy and short, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. A mixture of slight tingling, strong numbness, and some kind of trembling feeling from the depths of her soul kept washing over her nerves. She subconsciously hugged her arm tightly with one hand, while the other hand unconsciously pressed it on the sofa beneath her. Her fingers curled up hard, and her legs involuntarily closed together. The arm she was pressing down was held up by her legs, rubbing her slightly. Rubbing, as if to relieve the strange feeling of having no strength to exert, but the body was swaying, as if it would fall to the side in the next moment. Seeing this, Qiu'er quickly reached out to support and hug Dong'er, but found that the temperature of Dong'er's body was abnormally high at this moment, and he was trembling slightly, "Dong'er?"
"No, it's okay..." Dong'er reluctantly spoke, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice, "This is... a normal situation... the soul and Martial Soul were... deeply touched..." She tried hard to explain, trying to sound calmer, but this feeling was really strange, and it was obviously not the body. The body was touched directly, but the sensory impact of this peeling off and fixation that originated from Martial Soul and went straight to the soul was extremely clear. Pain and strangeness were intertwined. The two different feelings were superimposed, making the feeling extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, although it was uncomfortable, it was still bearable. At least, it did not make any strange sounds, nor did it lose consciousness and talk nonsense?
Dong'er just panted lightly, leaning half of his body on Qiu'er, taking in some support. Qiu'er subconsciously hugged her tightly, only feeling Dong'er's body in his arms is soft and slightly hot, and his breath is also unusually hot. No, is this really a normal reaction of Martial Soul's adjustment? Why does it feel weird?
She couldn't help but look up at Kong Ming'an not far away.
I saw that Kong Ming'an was concentrating on it, and the Silver Radiance halo of the fingertips was gently brushing against the cheeks, eyebrows, lip lines and other parts of the Sea God Martial Soul virtual shadow that had the same appearance as Dong'er. Every time it brushed against a part, the face that was originally rippling like water was fixed and no longer chaotic.
Qiu'er looked at Kong Ming'an's seemingly normal behavior, and then looked down at Dong'er, who was in his arms with a red face, gasping for air, and a slight trembling body. No matter how you looked at it, it was strange. Isn't this really some strange remote play through Martial Soul?