Chapter 693

But there really were such two people, and they had actually come to his door. Huang Rong couldn't help but examine the two women.

The title of Sweat Armor was fine; the old saying goes that women are made of water, and Huyan Guanyin's constitution was at most different from ordinary people, which was not surprising.

But this Wax Armor, Fan Xiaochai—did she have some psychological problems? How could anyone gain satisfaction and pleasure through masochism?

Huang Rong's strange gaze made Huyan Guanyin and Fan Xiaochai feel uncomfortable all over.

They quickly realized that the woman in yellow in front of them must be the owner of a diary copy and had already guessed their intentions. They couldn't help but feel even more ashamed and began to grab and scratch Lin Fan.

"What are you two doing? If you continue like this, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Lin Fan directly opened his arms and imprisoned the two women in his embrace, not letting them move.

"Teach us a lesson then. Anyway, I have no face to live anymore. If you have the ability, just kill me!"

Lin Fan didn't know how many people possessed the diary copies, but it was definitely not a small number. Thinking of the shameful titles Lin Fan gave them, the two women felt they had lost face to their grandmother's house. They simply closed their eyes, looking like they were ready to be slaughtered.

"Rong'er, what is wrong with these two crazy women?"

Noticing Huang Rong's strange gaze, Lin Fan curiously asked Huang Rong for advice.

"Don't say it!"

The two women opened their eyes at the same time to stop her, then stared at Huang Rong with pleading expressions.

"Maybe it's your romantic debt, Brother Fan? You don't even remember it yourself, so how would Rong'er remember?"

Huang Rong smiled. Lin Fan's helpless look was rare.

"My romantic debt? I don't know them at all; I've never even seen them!"

"But you just blurted out something Armor? It doesn't look like you don't know them."

Huang Rong looked at Lin Fan playfully. I told you not to give people nicknames blindly; now the victims have come to your door, right? Let's see what you do!

"Uh…"

Lin Fan was a bit embarrassed. Could it be that they found out he gave Huyan Guanyin the nickname Sweat Armor and Fan Xiaochai the nickname Wax Armor?

"System, are you causing trouble? You old six? Did you reveal my secret?"

Lin Fan called out to the diary system in his mind.

"I don't even know what you're talking about!"

The system was silent for a moment, then suddenly said a sentence in Sichuan dialect, which stunned Lin Fan.

But after that, when Lin Fan spoke to the system again, the system started playing dead.

"Then what do you two want?"

The system was playing dead, and Lin Fan had no choice but to ask Huyan Guanyin and Fan Xiaochai.

"Kill us, or marry us, choose whatever you want!"

The two women looked at each other and said in unison.

"There's such a good thing? Then I announce that from this moment on, you two are my, Young Master Tianji's, women. This Wax…"

Lin Fan immediately agreed, and then couldn't help but want to say the two women's nicknames, but was directly blocked by Fan Xiaochai, who was in a hurry.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Lin Fan, your peach blossom luck really makes me envious. People sit at home, and beauties come from heaven. I, A Fei, never ask for help because my mother told me not to owe favors, but today I'll make an exception. Teach me!"

It took A Fei a long time to come back to his senses, and he cupped his hands toward Lin Fan with admiration to ask for advice.

"Look at what you're in a hurry for; there are so many people here!"

Fan Xiaochai hurriedly let go, and at this moment Lin Fan finally had a mouth to speak.

"I don't want to live anymore!"

Fan Xiaochai buried her head in Lin Fan's arms and said in a muffled voice. Lin Fan could even feel her whole body getting hot.