The Adventures of Ten Generations Rabbit

When Tsuna walked into the living room the next day, she let out a horrified "噫——"

He just fell asleep. Could it be that he traveled to the normal universe?

His living room has been doubled in size, and the table has been placed farther away. There are two delicious-looking breakfasts on it, and the two milk cups on it are even emitting heat. Just watching I feel that the liquid inside is sweet and delicious.

Just when Tsuna was hesitating whether he should go back to bed and sleep for a while, because he was hallucinating due to lack of sleep, a white-haired young man in an apron walked over from the other side.

Is there anything more terrifying than looking at Bai Lan with a bowl in her hand and walking towards herself...

Gangji said that there is really...

That's when he found out that all of this was true, he hadn't traveled through time, and he didn't have illusions in his body, but Bai Lan had already asked Kikyo to buy the next door and opened up the walls of the two apartments within a few hours, Combine them into one!when! !

It turns out that this is also possible...

"No, that's not right..." Tsuna felt that now was not the time to admire him. Although he felt that it was not surprising to do anything according to Bai Lan's character, he suddenly told him that in order to stay and live together in the future, he would The connection between the two apartments forced them to become roommates, but he still couldn't accept it.

"Bai Lan, do you want to stay here permanently?" He originally thought that Bai Lan would stay in Japan for a day at most, so no matter how luxurious the hotel was, he could meet his needs. His loyal subordinates are here, even if Bai Lan wants to sleep on the roof, they will transform it into a bedroom comparable to a five-star hotel with a speed and efficiency that ordinary people can't imagine.

It was precisely because of their recognition of their abilities that Gang Ji was not at all worried that Bai Lan would not be able to solve the accommodation problem. He went to sleep last night without caring about anything, but he never expected that Bai Lan would be so self-willed as to do it directly. to this extent.

I really don't know whether I should feel sorry for Bai Lan's subordinates and break through the wall in the early morning without waking him, the client, or feel sorry for myself, so passively living with others.

"I'm making plans for the future~" He said, walking behind Gangji's strange gaze, gently pushing his back, telling him to hurry up and sit on the seat in the restaurant .

"It's just the right time to get up, hurry up and try the breakfast I specially prepared for Xiao Gangji."

Tsuna looked at the various foods in front of him. It looked more like lunch than breakfast, because it was too luxurious, if it wasn't for the crispy bread that was baked and served with six kinds of jams. On his left hand side, as well as the soft and delicious croissant bread and milk cup filled with the aroma of butter are placed on his right hand side. Just looking at this table is enough for Japanese people to entertain guests. In terms of products, it has far exceeded the configuration of lunch.

Not to mention that I am just a kitchen waste who can only make simple instant food and buy all kinds of bread and jam.

"That's too much." Although he was amazed that the dishes on this table were really not suitable for breakfast, Tsuna still expressed his satisfaction with his mouth very honestly.

Seeing how satisfied Gang Ji was eating, Bai Lan smiled, "Since I like it so much, then I will make it for Gang Ji-jun in the future, okay?"

"What, what?" After hearing Bai Lan's words, Gang Ji choked smoothly, then he quickly picked up the milk in his hand and drank half of it in one gulp.

"Did you do all of this?" Gang Ji asked quickly after all the food was swallowed smoothly.

"That's right~" Bai Lan looked at Gang Ji with an expression that seemed to have seen an alien, and then gradually turned into a sudden realization.

"That's right, Bai Lan has always been very smart, and..." There is also a parallel world to share knowledge, so no matter what you do, you can easily grasp it.

Although he no longer has low self-esteem, and is no longer useless, but looking at Bai Lan, who is also the family boss, with far superior abilities than himself, Tsuna still feels... a person like him can be a family boss, really hard work It's the lineage.

"Eat more," Bai Lan didn't seem to be hungry, and stopped after eating a little bit, which was worse than Gangji's appetite.

Gang Ji looked at the still full of food between the two of them, and couldn't help persuading, "Bai Lan, don't you have a good appetite? Do you want to eat some more?"

"I haven't slept for more than 40 hours, so I can't eat any more." After casually saying a word, Bai Lan resumed her signature expression, watching Gangji looking at herself in surprise and worry, pretending to comfort her casually , but said miserably, "I really miss Tsunaji-kun so much, but because of too many family matters, I couldn't come to see you in person, so I hurried over after everything was settled. "

"Did you...didn't sleep at all last night?" As soon as he asked this sentence, Gang Ji felt that he had asked a stupid question. He should know by looking at the things on the dining table, even if the ingredients were specially prepared by others Okay, but tedious processing and cooking are very time-consuming things. It has only been four hours since the two of them said good night last night. If Bai Lan still has time to sleep, it will probably be true. The most important thing is to become a god.

"No," Bai Lan looked at Tsunayoshi, his face was pale with the uniqueness of Europeans, not like the delicate porcelain white feeling that Sawada Tsunayoshi has because of mixed blood, but like the coldness of plaster Because he has never shown any signs of fatigue, and his skin condition is also very good, no dark circles can be seen, so Tsuna has never thought that the other party needs to use it for half a night to deal with these things time.

"Because I thought I was cooking for Gangji, so I was always excited," he said, without taking his eyes off Gangji at all, "Even if I lie on the bed, I can't fall asleep."

He got up suddenly, and slowly moved closer to the boy, his eyes sparkled, and his lips were full of smiles, "I've put so much effort into Xiao Gangji, don't you really want to eat them all?"

Before getting up, Gang Ji didn't plan to eat much for breakfast, but decided to hurry to work. After listening to Bai Lan's words, he decided to eat as much as possible. He didn't want to waste other people's thoughts, especially when After Bai Lan said these words, he didn't know if it was his psychological effect. He felt that Bai Lan's complexion was indeed not very good-looking, a little pale, and matched with Liu Dao Mu's face who was more evil than Liu Dao Mu...

I don't feel like a decent person anymore...

Cough, cough, Tsuna, who was startled by his own thoughts, hastily drank the half glass of milk that was left just now.

"Eat slowly," Bai Lan handed over the tissue, and asked Gang Ji to wipe the overflow from the corner of his mouth.

Feeling that she had lost her composure, Tsuna quickly apologized, "I'm sorry..."

After clearing his throat, Gang Ji felt much more comfortable and continued to eat breakfast, while the man opposite him glanced at his phone casually. Although his expression didn't fluctuate at all, according to Gang Ji's understanding of him, There was still some joy in his eyes.

"Then..." Gangji, who couldn't eat anymore, put down the fork in his hand, got up and picked up his backpack, planning to leave.

"I'm going to work, Bai Lan."

But Bai Lan didn't answer him, but just sat there motionless, as if she had no intention of getting up at all.

"Wait a minute, Tsunayoshi-kun."

When Gang Ji tried to take the second step, the white-haired young man behind him finally made a sound, got up and walked over.

Tsuna could hear the slight sound of slippers rubbing against the floor, like an omen of some kind of animal trailing.

"Is there anything else? Bai Lan." Because Gang Ji spent too much time on the dining table just now, he has already set off a bit late. If Bai Lan hadn't stopped him now, he would have run out long ago. .

The moment he turned his head, a piece of white suddenly flashed past his eyes, he felt a slight itching on his cheeks, and the fragrance came to his face.

Gang Ji looked at the young man who lowered his head and straightened his bow tie for himself, only to realize that his bow tie hadn't been fastened all along, and Bai Lan helped him complete this step, so that he would not go out in a bad manner.

The slender fingers tied the bow tie slowly, Bai Lan raised her eyes to look at the boy who was obediently standing there, with a smile on her lips, she asked lightly.

"How's the breakfast?"

"Well, it's delicious, Bai Lan, thank you for your hard work." Gang Ji answered him very normally, and the lack of extra praise seemed to dissatisfy the young man.

"It's better to prepare things when your fog guards here, or mine," he smiled softly, tied the things in his hands, and his body, which was a little taller than Tsunayoshi, straightened up, but still Looking down at the young man who was close at hand, "Compared to your satisfaction?"

Hearing this, the young man was slightly taken aback, not understanding why Bai Lan would suddenly bring up Liu Dao Mu, but he still maintained his ridiculously high self-esteem in Wushou, who knew what to ask. If he is not as good as the person he has always hated in front of him in some aspect, he will probably come to his dream every day to torture him.

"It's all good." Tsunaji said, and nodded as if to make his words believable.

Bai Lan laughed softly, "Gun Ji-kun lied for Liu Dao Mu, I would be jealous~"

"Obviously mine is more in line with your taste."

Feeling that if he continued to speak, he might be entangled in more unpredictable problems, Tsuna hurriedly said "haha".

"Bai Lan, if I don't leave, I will be late, that..."

Of course, the white-haired young man who knew that he was being prevaricated ran his fingers across Tsunaki's neck, and when the young man flinched from the cold temperature, he said slowly, "I'm leaving too, see you next time Come on, Tsunaji-kun."

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The crackling sound of the keyboard finally stopped, and the experimenters walking back and forth all left the office after explaining the materials in their hands, and the noisy space just now suddenly fell silent.

After about 2 minutes, the sound of paper being turned made the room warm again.

The candy in his mouth gradually melted, and the blond boy fell into deep thought as he watched the data changing back and forth on the screen.

"The potential value of the flame of death of the first batch of personnel has been tested, but the result is much worse than we expected."

Irie turned off the display screen hanging in front of his eyes, and quickly fanned himself with the notebook with the data recorded just now. Although the air conditioner was always at a constant temperature, the fierce quarrel with the researchers just now made him feel The whole body is hot.

Spana glanced at the red-haired boy who was visibly upset, and then turned his gaze to the computer screen.

"I'm more interested in number 9." He couldn't pronounce it clearly because there was something inside.

"What did you just say?" Irie Masaichi, who didn't hear clearly, moved the chair under him and himself to the side of the blond boy, looked at his screen, and asked.

"Number 9," Spana answered his question slowly after he bit the lollipop into pieces.

"I think in this group, the only one who can compete with Sawada Tsunayoshi's guardian is him alone."

"Indeed," Irie Zhengyi agreed with Spana's words while flipping through his materials since he joined Pengelie three years ago.

"Flame of Death Qi has not been popularized in the combat system of the other world. On the one hand, there are too few people with this talent. On the other hand, it really depends on the inherent advantages."

"I've always valued him very much, but..." He looked at the expressionless Italian teenager on the screen, paused for a while before continuing.

"The weakness in other aspects is too obvious. In every simulated battle, he is the first to end." He glanced at the side face of the blond boy. Under the bright light, his eyes couldn't see the slightest leak. mood.

"Only the talent of the flame of death can't be selected."

"Vongola's requirements for guardians are much higher than those of our training projects. It is difficult to achieve the ratio of one in a hundred just being a candidate," Masaichi Irie looked at the ranking of the last simulated battle and sighed. Tone, messed up his untidy hair, wishing to let out a loud cry to release his pressure.

"Only in such a small place as Sawada Tsunayoshi can gather the guardian's reborn, why can't he play his talent in selecting people again! I have been staying here so boring, I feel that I am about to rot, It just doesn't meet their demands!"

"Hey, Zhengyi," with the sweetness of candy still remaining in his mouth, Spana turned his face and looked at the same pair of eyes that were also staring at him, "Inhibitor, have you got it?"

The breath of the red-haired boy was suffocated when the words fell to the ground. He heard the sound of his heart beating faster. Even though he knew that the people around him could not hear the loud sound in his body, he still felt that the sound was deafeningly loud.

"You clearly know this thing, according to our authority, you can get it as long as you apply," Irie Masaichi shrank his fingers slightly, and he put his hand on his trouser line, "If you need, I can replace it for you." You apply."

"You know what I mean, Masaichi." Spana slowly averted his eyes, took out another lollipop and put it in his mouth until the saliva moistened the candy, until he had heard that the red-haired boy had Can slow down, but still breathe heavily.

He just spoke again.

"Don't play dumb, you gave the formula that Bailan Jesso got, right?"

silence.

The red-haired boy neither admitted nor denied it.

"Well, forget it, anyway, that guy Bailan has nothing to do with me, since it won't affect Pengo Lie, I won't insist on knowing what you did when you met him last time." Spana didn't seem to insist on asking. In other words, he didn't even take another look at Masaichi Irie, but entered the working state as usual.

The author has something to say: In the last chapter, Takeshi Yamamoto didn’t mention the big brother because he didn’t know what happened behind the big brother, because the situation of the big brother is quite special, after all everyone excluded him.

I originally thought that the little angels should not notice this, after all, it has been a bit long, and some details may have been forgotten, but in the end...

Everyone not only remembered, but also successfully abducted the painting style of the previous chapter.

(The author is lost in thought) This can't work, the author can't be laughed at like this, the author is holding back!Yes, he held back!

After reading the comments in the previous chapter, the author feels that something is wrong with his little angel.

Obviously before, there was this——so gentle, and that——so understanding.

Why is it dark all of a sudden? !Could it be that it turned black with the characters in the plot?Don't, don't be like this QTQ! ! ! ! ! !

Little Angel: No pigeons!

Author: Yes, what sets up the dove's wings and makes it fly high, that's life!Don't blame me!