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Chapter 63 62. I have never seen such a bad sleeping position (please recommend tickets for collection!)
"Hmm... um... this is fine, Uncle Zi... the writing is really not poignant!"

Mingyi Lanyuan opened "Kind to Heaven" and glanced at it briefly, muttering in his mouth.

Don't look at Lanyuan Mingyi who is fine and only knows how to play with dolls, but he is also a good boy who loves to read. No matter the wind, the sun, the rain, the thunder, the boy is still the boy he used to be.

Although he can't travel thousands of miles like Zilai and write like a god, but he has read thousands of volumes in ten years of cold windows, and he only pays attention to the sages!
However, if you can’t write a pen, if you have a god, you can do a matryoshka if you have a god. In the world of Hokage, which relies on fetters and mouths to eat, matryoshka is very important. At that moment, he seemed to feel that he had become the light.

Alan Yuan Mingyi was overwhelmed by reading the first few pages of "Intimate Paradise". Today he can be considered to have seen the true meaning of this book. In fact, it is not so vulgar. This book is basically about a beautiful and touching romance story.

The reason why I say this is because the style of "Intimate Paradise" is similar to Jiraiya's first book "Perseverance Ninja Biography" (also translated as Root Ninja Biography), which mainly uses people around you as protagonists and supporting roles to be integrated into the novel. plot.

This... Isn't this just plagiarizing my own works, and my feelings are also old-fashioned, and I am too old to talk about martial arts.

For Aihara Mingyi, who has seen the world, "Intimate Paradise" can only be said to be quite satisfactory, but for the relatively socially isolated ninja world, this book is indeed at the forefront of fashion.

It's no wonder that "Kind in Paradise" has become a best-seller for countless ninjas scrambling to buy a copy, and it's not unreasonable for it to be popular.

Akiyoshi Aihara, who used to be very curious, also imagined the contents of countless versions of this book. When he was in junior high school, Naruto was a hot topic that many students talked about.

There is a student who is also a veteran Naruto fan. He even made up a version of the content of "Kissing Heaven", and then handwritten chapters and bound them. As for the title page and book cover, they were hand-painted.

After completing a series of creations for a book, he actually sold it at a price of 20 yuan. You must know that 20 yuan at that time was not a lunch, but three and a half meals!
Looking back now, Akira Akiyoshi, Xueba relied on the enthusiasm of other students for Hokage to collect a wave of leeks, and he was really good at doing business.

If he could travel back to his junior high school days, he would directly come to a wave of hunger marketing, and he should be able to make more money than Xueba.

After reading it for a while, Akira Akiyoshi felt that Jiraiya's writing style was not bad, not as bad as what netizens said. As for the plot, the young man thought it was okay.

Outside the window with tulle curtains was drawn, there was a charming brilliance of feasting and feasting, and the young man enjoyed watching it happily.

Maybe it was because the plot was too fascinating, or maybe it was because he was tired after playing all day, Akira Akira rubbed his eyes sleepily just after reading a few pages, and before he knew it, the book he held in his hand finally smashed to pieces In front of the young man.

At a certain moment, there was a very rhythmic knock on the door of Lanyuan Mingyi's room.

"Knock knock... knock knock knock..."

Bai stood outside the door for a while, seeing that there was no response in the room, he immediately put his ears to it.

"It's obviously in the house."

Bai heard a vague noise inside, but why didn't Mr. Lan Yuan come to open the door?

Is he busy with something important?

"Hey, the door is unlocked?"

Just when Bai was about to leave, he suddenly saw that the wooden door was not completely closed. Although an extremely small gap was exposed, it did not open when he knocked on the door.

"Is it stuck..."

Bai tried to push the door, but with too much force, he jumped right in!
He staggered and almost couldn't stand still. The handsome boy looked at Lan Yuan Mingyi on the bed, and he froze in place.

"call……"

"call……"

The boy's snoring was so loud that it almost lifted the roof.

And on his face, there was a small orange book with red prohibition signs lying open upside down.

"It turned out to be snoring..."

Bai suddenly understood what was going on, he thought what Lan Yuanjun was doing alone in the house, but... the call was too loud, right?
"No wonder Mr. Lan Yuan wants to book five single rooms."

Bai tiptoed to Lan Yuan Mingyi's bedside, the shout should have shaken everyone to sleep well, as the leader, Bai felt that he was really worried about his subordinates, so he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Taking down the little orange book and putting it aside, Bai looked at the former quietly.

"call……"

The snoring gradually became quieter, and Lan Yuan Mingyi still had a harp around his mouth. This was the first time Bai saw Lan Yuan Mingyi sleeping, snoring without talking.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant and domineering boy who was so powerful that he was so powerful would have such an unpleasant sleeping position. Bai couldn't help but chuckle. He pinched the boy's nose with his slender jade fingers mischievously, and then heard A few struggling dreams.

"Ok?"

"Xiao... Xiaonan... teacher... I will... go back tomorrow..."

After talking in sleep, Lanyuan Mingyi hugged Bai in front of him, making the handsome boy's face turn red slightly.

Bai blinked, Mr. Xiaonan, he thought of the blue-haired woman who was like an angel descending that night, her pretty face was full of coldness and indifference, like a rose with thorns that kept people away thousands of miles away, and seemed to have no emotional fluctuations iceberg beauty.

At that moment, Bai felt countless emotions in his heart for Xiao Nan's rescue, or Xiao Nan was more like a goddess of the dawn...

People are always full of emotions when their lives are saved, and a young man like Bai is no exception. He has a certain amount of admiration for Xiao Nan.

Such a powerful and beautiful woman, no one can't help but bow down under her pomegranate skirt, right?
"So Lan Yuan-jun likes Mr. Xiaonan."

Bai looked at Lanyuan Mingyi hugging him and talking in his sleep, he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, but Xiao Nan should be quite old, right?

Although I don't know Xiaonan's age, judging from his speech and behavior, it is conservatively estimated that he is in his early 20s.

Mr. Lan Yuan is only 12 years old, and Mr. Xiao Nan, who is in his 20s...isn't it too much?

But this is not something to worry about in vain. He came to Lanyuan Mingyi so late, mainly to ask him if he had any suitable swords and weapons that he could use. The sword is so squeaky, Bai wished he could freeze it into an ice sculpture and smash it to pieces.

When Kazumaro was avoiding the pursuit of Anbu in Wuyin Village, Bai had shown a good talent for using weapons. He didn't like to use swords very much, but he was very interested in weapons such as katana swords.

But Lan Yuan Mingyi slept so dead, Bai also gave up asking him about weapons, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Just when Bai gently broke away from Lan Yuan Mingyi's embrace, his expression froze suddenly.

"Mr. Lan Yuan..."

Bai's delicate and pretty face was like a ripe apple, together with his slender fair neck to the base of his ears, he turned red unsatisfactorily. He cast a reproachful glance at Aihara Mingyi, and angrily, Bai pulled the quilt under him and spread it out. And open!

And Akira Akiyoshi also waltzed 360 degrees in the air because he was pulling the quilt for nothing. When he fell on his back to the soft bed again, the quilt perfectly covered him.

Bai's anger is nothing more than the boy's poor sleeping posture, this sleeping is too dishonest, if he stays here for a while, maybe Lan Yuanjun will have to slap him inexplicably?

Regardless of whether Mingyi Lanyuan would suffocate because of the quilt covering his face, he left the bedside without looking back. The boy's voice gradually sounded, and he looked like a breathing hemp bag through the bulging quilt.

Just when Bai carefully closed the door to the room, the book "Intimate Paradise" that Bai had folded and placed on the chair suddenly fell to the ground. It automatically opened a few pages and stopped at a string of dense words. Lan Yuanming Yi's dry saliva made the entire page crumpled.

(End of this chapter)