Li Baoen sometimes feels that he is a bit strange, a killer who lives in no fixed place, but pays special attention to the concept of home.

He can't remember his parents for a long time, or he is an orphan himself, and he has never seen his parents' faces.The person who taught him to kill is not even a master at all.

When teaching Dino, it was like being stuffed with a piece of wood and allowed him to carve. In the end, he got along with some mentors and apprentices. After all, he also chose to leave after the students grew up, without much nostalgia.

Because, there can not be counted as 'home'.

What is home?

It is a warm place where you can watch the years while wrapped in a blanket and drinking coffee in the afternoon, a place where tourists who trek through the road can miss memories, and a place where even a person like him wants to live in it for the rest of his life.

But he never had it.

He is the world's top killer, power, status and money are all in his pocket. He has purchased various properties around the world and designed various styles of decoration. Without exception, all his houses look cold. It's cold, and there is no place that can be called soft or warm.

So he knew that a house is just a house, a non-essential item for his sleep and survival, not a 'home'.

Does it have anything to do with people?

He has dated one lover after another, but rather than talking about love, they are more like solving each other's needs, just a flesh and blood transaction under money.He has friends, friends who have been through life and death, and friends who can deliver secrets, but such friends, he will subconsciously be vigilant, and at most hide that vigilance very well, so he cannot become the person who makes up the family.

He once felt that he could not find the answer, and could only dry up in the desert.

Until he lived in that ordinary two-story building, when he called Sawada Tsunayoshi home one afternoon, he said the word 'home' so naturally.

The killer was stunned, his stupid student naturally couldn't notice his strangeness for a moment, only he himself understood the turbulent waves in his heart.

How could he call such a cheap house, such a stupid student, such a natural mother and all kinds of annoying little ghosts as his home.

How ridiculous.

And... so happy.

Tired Bird finally found his nest, a place where he could rest, so he naturally fell down and stopped there.

But at the beginning, he just felt that he was yearning for an ordinary and warm living environment belonging to ordinary people, and he even laughed at himself for it.

When did you start to feel that you could call the rented house, the base built by Vengley your home, as long as you stayed with that silly, stupid Gang who always laughed?

I can't remember, and I don't want to think about it.

Maybe it's a certain day when the sky is just right, maybe it's because the atmosphere is strong at a certain moment, maybe it's because the figure that ignites a flame for his companions and keeps the light in his heart no matter how much darkness he's seen is too dazzling, making him unknowingly "weak" ''Strange' up.

It's so strange that he wants to have a small house where he can live with Tsunayoshi Sawada, and then he will write the name of the house in his heart, called "home".

This kind of thinking is not a 'killer', so he snorted and threw it to the back of his mind. Every day he is the heir of Spartan educator Vengley, and he finds it fun to watch him make a lot of fools.

He also occasionally allows himself to be a little weaker, content with the status quo.Even though the cursed deformed body made him doomed to die one day, before that, he could stand where that stupid student could see when he turned his head.

Just standing there from a distance, watching him laugh and laugh, watching him go all the way to glory, and when he was about to go astray, he passed by mercilessly, watching him ascend to the pole, and write a glorious chapter that no one can match .

He despises the guy who is emotionally hurt the most, but he himself feels emotionally occasionally, and the heaviness brought by the curse increases with the passage of time. He even doubts whether he can see the inheritance of Sawada Tsunayoshi. .

But this kind of thinking exists in his mind for a second at most, and a second later he is that devil's tutor again, more than anyone in the world believes that this good-for-nothing can become the best Vengley's boss, can become No matter when, no matter what happens, he is an excellent man who insists on protecting his family and his family.

This is his proud disciple.

The killer has written a script for the future he can see through at a glance. He refuses to change, and it is his destiny to walk alone in the black mud swamp.But there was a little bastard who stubbornly wanted to drag him out, so that this rotten guy could see how dazzling the sun was.

He never thought that one day his students would take off the pacifier that represented a curse, and he never thought that one day he would be able to get his body back, and give Tsunayoshi Sawada a hug in a fair manner.

He can finally hug a student in person, a student he is proud of.

In this way, he can give him a shoulder to rely on, instead of just acting as an object to be protected by him.

The sunlight beyond the darkness was too dazzling, and it was even more dazzling than the best jewelry he had ever seen.He is a greedy and insatiable snake, so he naturally wants to take that thing for himself and devour it.

He can do so much more now.

The changing body from time to time provided him with convenience, allowing him to appreciate Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression of struggling and tangled with shame and indignation.

The little baby wearing a top hat unceremoniously kicked the back of Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was lying on the bed with his face flushed and hugging the pillow. Leon took advantage of the situation and turned into a CZ-75. Eyes on that fluffy head, he smiled viciously.

"Stupid gang, don't show a look of yearning, give me a bit of Mafiaboss momentum."

"Sichun?! Ah ah ah ah ah ah when did you come here, Li Baoen, I am not! I did not!"

"Hmph, don't you like that man?" The killer raised his eyebrows and looked at the frozen young man after being poked in the middle, and said rather "kindly", "Do you want my help?"

"Huh?" Tsunayoshi Sawada was confused.

"After all, I've known him for a long time." Li Baoen said.

"That's right, you mentioned that you know each other before, Bourne," the teenager realized what they had said between them, and buried his head in the pillow with smoke on his face. With a blushing face, she explained loudly, "No!!! I don't like him! I just... I just..."

Ah ah ah I just dare not face it!Ghost knows what that kiss means QAQ!

And...how could that Mr. R fall in love with him...

"Very good, let's start training from this form." Li Baoen clapped his hands and kindly gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a training form.

"Eh? There is such a thing...? Let me see, 200 simple sit-ups, 200 simple push-ups... Wait, no matter how you look at it, this is your personal bad taste!!!" Tsunayoshi Sawada said madly.

"Believe me, he will be happy if you complete the training on time every day." Ribaun said.

"How is it possible!! No, it is definitely impossible! Besides, this kind of training has nothing to do with, talk with...then what! It has nothing to do with it!" Sawada Tsunayoshi complained.

"Enen, then start Ah Gang's love combat training plan from now on." The killer made the final decision arbitrarily.

"Huh? Hey, Ribaun! Don't ignore my opinion! Hey!!"

The author has something to say: I touched a cub that just fell into hell by a ghost lamp!

I don't know if it's because of the fledgling plot or because he was fed delicious custard just after waking up. In short, the 2-year-old Xiaotuanzi who was picked up by the ghost lamp is very well-behaved, neither crying nor making trouble.

He just used his big warm brown eyes to look curiously at the man who was holding a spoon in front of him like an enemy, then stretched out his chubby little hand, grabbed the wrist of the ghost lamp, and ate the custard in the small porcelain spoon in one gulp into the mouth.

When children eat, their faces will also swell and swell. There is a little unknown love for plush pets and cute things. The first assistant officer of hell in my heart poked the child's side face at once, Poke the little balloon of this soft compress and let it leak.

And Xiao Gangji tilted his head strangely, blinking his wet eyes and looking at the ghost lamp, his face was full of incomprehension and doubt.

Waiting for Ghost Lamp to retract his fingers, Xiaotuanzi patted his stomach after eating, stood up unsteadily from the bed, and staggered into Ghost Lamp's arms.

kindness?Ghost Lantern didn't know what this little guy was going to do.

Then a round glass candy was placed on the palm of the hand by the reluctant little dumpling.

"Gangji's, here you are," the child's voice was milky and soft. I don't know if it's because the custard has just tasted sweet, and the eyes are brighter than the glass candy I gave him. Even more beautiful, "Tsuna Yoshi, I like it!"

what do you like?Like sugar?Like egg custard?Do you like him as a stranger big brother?

But it doesn't matter, the assistant officer of the ghost beast looked at Xiaotuanzi's silly cotton candy-like smile, and for the first time agreed with the view of Yan Mo, who is the grandson of the king——

Small children are truly lovely creatures.

感谢在2020-08-0622:47:27~2020-08-0823:38:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: decadent translation:-(1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mengye Gentaro; 10 bottles of looe; 4 bottles of Orihara Meow; 1 bottle of yenmei_ng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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