Blossom of Greedy Wolf

Let him do all the love, as if he decided to pamper him, let him have the love he lost in his childhood.

But now it seems that he spoiled him a little too much.

"What do you want to do?"

Tanlang knew Luo Hua, and Luo Hua didn't understand Tanlang. Seeing him squint his eyes, the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and his feet began to retreat secretly.

It's a pity, if he can outrun Tanlang, then Tanlang might just commit suicide.Luo Hua had just taken two steps back, before he even had time to turn around, the whole body was picked up by Tanlang on his shoulders.

"What? I thought of a good solution."

"What? Let me go!"

There are attendants along the way, so it is too shameful to be carried away like this.

"Just make you unable to get up on the bed, so you can't run around and mess with me, Xiao Hua."

"I'm not called Xiaohua! Don't call me Xiaohua! And don't...don't..." He was not as thick-skinned as Tanlang, so he didn't dare to say such blatant words in public.

"You also think this is a good idea, don't you?" There is no objection, it is his decision to agree.

"Not bad for your size, don't even think about it! Don't even think about it, I will fight you to the end, just watch! I can definitely save more... woo! woo woo!"

The way to keep him from running around and making trouble is to make him too tired to get out of bed, and the way to keep him from expressing opinions is, of course, to simply shut him up.

Lu Xiangtian originally came to tell Tanlang that there is a good task to do, but then he watched the play from beginning to end for fun, what is this called?One thing conquers one thing?

He thought that Tanlang's silent and steady personality might be eaten to death by Luo Hua, because Tanlang was unlikely to refuse Luo Hua's request.But now it seems that Tanlang is only honest and honest on the surface, but in fact his personality is as cruel as his nickname!

However, Luo Hua is not someone who is easy to persuade. Whether it is the one in Tanlang's memory or the one he watched growing up these years, his personality is as stubborn as anything.

It seems that he should make a table, and simply count the two people who kill and save, who loses and who wins?

It's a bad idea, but it seems good to think that the two of them will continue to quarrel because of this, so that he can have a show to watch!

"Stone……"

Being teased by Greedy Wolf for several hours, Luo Hua, who now has no strength to speak, suddenly remembered something when he closed his eyes.

"what?"

Tanlang hugged the people around him into his arms. He used to sleep alone in the past. The killer should never have other people on the bed, but he hugged Luo Hua and smelled his body. The long and long feeling made him reluctant to let go.

"Sometime, let's rebuild the town, okay, mom and dad, they'll love it."

Because he was so tired, Luo Hua still couldn't help closing his eyes. While talking, the smiles of his parents and the others seemed to float in his mind, as if he had returned to the days when he ran after the little stone.

"it is good."

Tanlang thought for a while, and seemed to be able to feel the picture in Luo Hua's mind, so he nodded and said yes, but the person in his arms didn't respond.

Looking down, the man was already breathing evenly in his arms, with a handsome face and a smile, just like the little boy who refused to admit defeat and had to run behind him back then. After finally catching up, his little face The expression on his face was just as happy and beautiful.

So, he smiled, kissed him lightly on the top of his head, and decided to take him back to the small town back then. As for the task, since he is the pavilion master now, it is okay to let other killers do it.

That's it... decide!

"Finish"

postscript

First of all!

Let’s celebrate the [-]th anniversary of the overhead series first!

call out!jump!bump!call out!bump! (Please imagine for yourself that this is the sound of fireworks exploding in the sky)

Well, the celebration is over. I heard that this book is just one thousand. It sounds really good. If one day I can publish a thousand books by myself and fill the entire bookshelf, I will feel awesome! (Basically, there are only about twelve books a year. If you want to complete a thousand books, you have to work hard for more than 80 years before you can make a thousand books...)

800 years (where did this number come from?) I haven’t written an afterword, and I really don’t know what to write for a moment, so let’s write about my recent life!

It can be finished in a few words, that is, getting old...

I have never had any joint pain when typing before. I always feel that every time I see an author saying that his joints are inflamed or something while typing, the next thing that comes to mind is, delaying the manuscript!3% is an excuse for procrastination!Because I often cram, and only try to write when the deadline is approaching. I often write [-] to [-] words a day, and the most is more than [-] words a day. I have never experienced any joint pain.

but……

Now, if I type more than 1 words in a row, my joints will really hurt.I had a tendon before, but now when I bend my palm back, there is a sticky thing protruding from the wrist. If I feel it carefully, it is a tendon. The tendon I got before has not returned to its original position after almost a year. bit.

really old...

But even though my body is telling me the truth, I still intend to continue to lie to myself that I am only 20 years old, and I have decided to celebrate my 20th birthday every year, so everyone can just wish me a 20th birthday in the future.

Therefore, I didn’t write a postscript in 800 years. The purpose of writing now is not only because the editor forced me to write it, but also the biggest use is to tell everyone that my birthday is in December this year, so just wish me a happy 20th birthday. (Whoahahahahaha!)

It's rare to write a postscript, I don't know why, I can't be serious...

Yu Yang