Holographic Sword III Private GM

Yuan Jiuzhong took the baby chicken with a murderous look, and saw that it was nestled in his palm with its whole body wet, and even the hair on the top of its head, which was usually arrogant and arrogant, drooped down, and then the corner of its mouth pursed.

"Chick, chirp, chirp!" Seeing the wind, the baby chicken immediately pawed stickily on Yuan Jiuzhong's finger. It was almost scared out of its wits after walking in the cat's mouth just now.

"Shouldn't you be injured?" Ye Mao asked cautiously.

Yuan Jiuzhong checked the baby chicken up and down. Although the little thing looked a little pitiful, he did not suffer any substantial damage, so he slightly restrained his whole body, and his cold eyes were on After scraping Lu Feiqin who was hiding behind the wall several times, he said coldly: "It's only three things." This was the second time, and the third time he peeled off the skin of the fat cat.

Lu Feiqin let out a big breath quickly, but the Persian cat in his arms shuddered inexplicably.

When the servants in the building brought the food and drinks into the private room, Yemao and Lu Feiqin had already re-entered their seats, while Wen Shiyuan was still standing in front of the window, but he had an extra teapot and a small bowl in his hand. There was a naked little yellow chicken soaked in a bowl with a shy expression. He said coldly to the boy who delivered the food: "There is not enough water, send another pot of Biluochun."

The little servant was stunned for a moment, and immediately said kindly: "Guest officer, there is a top-quality Biluochun in the shop, which has always been highly praised!"

"En." Yuan Jiuzhong agreed lightly.

Lu Feiqin: "..." So...so luxurious TAT...

The big white cat, which had never enjoyed such treatment before, blinked its big eyes and meowed at Lu Feiqin several times in a row.

The temperature in the tea water is just right, the little yellow chicken is squatting in the tea bowl, the tea water can just submerge its body, revealing its small head, the water is also warm, and there is a refreshing aroma of tea leaves, and Yuan Jiuzhong is at this time I dipped my fingers in water and patted it on the head lightly, and immediately the fluff on the baby chicken's cheeks collapsed in large swaths.

Yuan Jiuzhong washed everything from head to toe very carefully.

When the servant brought the second pot of tea, Yuan Jiuzhong took the little yellow chicken out of the tea bowl with a little disgust, poured out the water in the bowl, and added another portion.

Until Yuan Jiuzhong sat down at the table, the baby chicken was still left on the window sill to paddle in the sun, bubbling comfortably.

At the dinner table, although the atmosphere was a bit weird, but fortunately, Ye Mao kept talking excitedly, so Yuan Jiuzhong's attitude remained within a normal range of neither salty nor bland until he stopped his chopsticks, but Lu Feiqin still seemed to be quite afraid of him, and when the wine in the flagon finally bottomed out, he said to Ye Mao: "Little Junior Sister, if you have any troubles, you can find me in the future, I will definitely be better than that fish-lipped Zhong Yuan People are much more reliable! See you later!" After speaking, he ran away with Dabai.

Yuan Jiuzhong, who believes that Sichuan and Shu do not belong to the Central Plains, has no self-awareness of being alluded to. He glances at the baby chicken on the windowsill from time to time. After he is sure that the little thing is having a good time playing in the water, he turns to the night cat. Asked in a low voice: "Your family's Xiaomeng is also like this?"

"Eh?" Yemao froze for a moment, followed Yuan Jiuzhong's gaze to look at the baby chicken who was circling in the bowl, and after a while she couldn't help laughing, shook her head and said, "My Xiaomeng is not so Lively, it only likes to be in a daze, except when eating, or just follow me foolishly."

"How long does it usually sleep in a day?" Yuan Jiuzhong asked again.

"I don't know, but it will wake up if I'm awake."

Yuan Jiu nodded emphatically, and there were no other questions. Just as he was about to take his wet baby chicken and leave, Yemao suddenly called out: "Master! Go to the forum!"

Yuan Jiu raised his eyebrows.

At this time, another post on the forum was upvoted, and the person who posted it was the one who failed to sow discord with Yemao before, and then went to find Yuan Jiu, who pretended to be innocent, and she said in the post: "Here , I want to say sorry to everyone, both Xingguang and I did something wrong, I will collect the money and return it to Gang Leader Yuan within three days, and I have already sent back the little Meng Its owner, Yemao, hopes to gain the understanding of friends, and also asks you to stop chatting and scolding me."

Yemao couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth after watching it, "Pretending to be like that, it's obviously a god, you help me bring Xiaomeng back..." After she finished speaking, she paused and asked with bright eyes : "By the way, God! I'm very curious about how you did it?"

Yuan Jiuzhong kept silent, just opened his own virtual keyboard and panel, and then pulled out two overlapping information windows, and pressed the Alt and Esc keys at the same time in front of the night cat, the moment he quickly pressed, The information window blocking it was minimized to the bottom layer with a whiz.

The style and shape of the virtual keyboard in the game are all fabricated by the players, and most players have already abandoned the keyboard and only use the touch panel, so the extinct starlight never thought that Yuan Jiuzhong would use the shortcut The method of pressing the keys quickly eliminated the traps he threw, and because Yuan Jiuzhong usually liked to press the keyboard with his left hand and touch the panel with his right, the two of them were distracted and failed to notice it at all.

The night cat was stunned, and even if she was killed, she couldn't figure out that there was such a way.But the most important point is that Yuan Jiuzhong reacted quickly enough.

Yuan Jiuzhong took the baby chicken and left after the demonstration.

It was getting late at this time, and the short hair on Baby Chick's body was not completely dry, but its little head nestled in Yuan Jiuzhong's arms little by little and fell asleep again.

After Lian Zheng went offline, he took out his old notebook. Time was running out. He almost raced against the clock while comparing his notes while typing a report on the computer... He needed time, even though revealing Yuan Jiuzhong's recent situation and whereabouts to strangers made him feel uncomfortable. He felt guilty uncontrollably, but for the sake of their brief meeting, at least tonight he couldn't tear himself apart with the client.

This busy work lasted for a long time, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, Lian Zheng just typed the sentence at the end of the last line, and then, feeling apprehensive, he began to check the typos and loopholes in his report. Everything written in, including deviations from the private GM track, was hidden by him because it was not his job.

When Lian Zheng logged into the game with his hidden sword account, his person appeared in Yuan Jiuchong's room, but at this time everything outside the room was already silent and the moon was shining in the sky.

As usual, the baby chicken was nestling in the bamboo basket and purring softly, while the man was quietly falling into a deep sleep under the cover of the bed curtain.

Lian Zheng walked up to him lightly, carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, opened the curtain, and seemed to deliberately slow down his breathing.

Yuan Jiuzhong's sleeping face was immersed in the shadows, Lian Zheng smiled involuntarily, and then stretched out his fingers to trace the shape of the man's eyebrows. The man's eyebrows never look rough, but they have an indescribably domineering look. smell, and his lips...

In the future, with Fuchi Kunou to accompany him, even if he loses his job, he will not have enough time, because this man really likes to cause trouble, and he is domineering and awkward. If he is not by his side, will the man feel lonely? ?Will you feel helpless?Will there be no one to rely on?

Every time Lian Zheng thought of this, his originally shaken mind would calm down again.

There are also those who treat Yuan Jiuzhong as a critically ill patient and ask for supervision in the name of love...

"I won't do this...From today on, it will be my intention to follow you." Lian Zheng whispered in his heart, then leaned down, and gently pressed a kiss on the corner of Yuan Jiuzhong's lips, as if It's a superficial promise, but it's a very heavy promise.

Just wait a little longer.

Lian Zheng's eyes gently moved away from Yuan Jiuzhong's lips, but just when he raised his head, he saw the man opened his eyes at some point, staring at his lips quietly and asking: "Do you like night raids? "

"Ah...you're awake..." Lian Zheng was about to stand up dryly, but Yuan Jiuzhong suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the depths of the curtain. After a while, a pair of boots and a light-colored coat were thrown away out.

Occasional low panting mixed with Yuan Jiuzhong's hoarse voice: "Tomorrow we will register for love."

Lian Zheng nodded on his chest, it was indeed too exhausting to be able to hug and kiss, but also because of Yuan Jiuzhong's possessive "good night kiss", he slept very darkly tonight.

Unfortunately, what he didn't expect was that the so-called tomorrow originally referred to six o'clock in the morning.

Before dawn, Lian Zheng was dragged awake in a daze. Yuan Jiuzhong lifted him from the bed with a sullen face, and said very dissatisfied: "I'll give you an hour to wake up on the road, otherwise I won't be responsible for being late for work." .”

The baby chicken is a child that must have enough sleep, so Yuan Jiuzhong left it in the private house, and only brought the clothes and shoes and socks that Lian Zheng hadn't had time to put on yet, and Lian Zheng was being hugged by the man for his own crime Sitting on horseback, he galloped rapidly.