Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

Yuan Gun is not afraid at all.

He even spit out a small petal-like tongue and launched a [-]-volt cute attack at Nan Bowan: "Liu Wei Wei, come and hit me."

Nan Bowan shook his neck severely.He fell into a stiff neck in the car last night, so he needs to move from time to time so that the blood can circulate, and he will recover sooner.

Yuan Gun imitated him, and Mao's head shook to the side.

Nanbowan: ...

Yuan Gun retracted his neck and shook it to the other side.

Nampo-wan feels like he's been mocked by a brute and is about to fly into a rage.

Yuan Gun turned more and more smoothly, his round head swayed from side to side, and his body remained motionless, like a bobblehead doll on a car.

Its small tongue was still hanging on the edge of its mouth, and it seemed that there was a spring attached to its neck. The frequency of shaking was extremely fast, and the swing was just right.

Yuan Gun had fun by himself.

But it has melted the hearts of all heroes.

I don't know who put up Youcanreallydance.

The music sounded, and a male voice with a unique rhythm sang:

"The firstmannamewaskiki, Hewearsuchlittlepants, Hisbrotherwaschampion, Butkikilovestodance~"

(The first little beast is called Gun Gun, wearing black wool trousers. Its dad is a top boss, but Gun Gun only loves to dance~)

The black and white dumpling has no shoulders, only a head. It slows down the frequency of shaking, and shakes very well with the music.

The soldiers couldn't help shaking after being led.

WOW~you can really dance~

(Wow~ you dance so well~)

A soldier walked up to it shaking his shoulders.

WOW~you can really dance~

(Wow~ You dance really well too~)

Two soldiers walked up to it shaking their shoulders,

Then three soldiers,

four...

Nan Bowan was squeezed to the end by his own men.

In the cheerful BGM, Nan Bo Wan's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he endured and endured until his shoe was stepped on by someone, and the man finally exploded.

He yelled angrily, "Enough!"

The music of the shoulder-shaking dance stopped abruptly.

Yuan Gun was also tired, lying on the ground sticking out his little tongue.He was heaving and falling like a baked cake, exhausted.

Ruan Yan quietly put the phone into the space.

"Who let it go this time?"

again.

The soldiers pointed their fingers in unison, and the bald-headed and stupid big men in the team.

"I didn't play it." The bald, stupid man clutched the tattered portable speaker around his waist.

He really didn't let it go this time!

But no one listened to his explanation.

Nan Bowan was very angry.

In order to appease the boss' anger, the soldiers tore off his small speakers and smashed them, and beat the bald soldier on the ground.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the bald soldier with big arms and round waist huddled aggrievedly in the middle of the crowd, enduring punches and kicks that his body should not have endured.

After teaching the bald soldier a lesson, Nan Bowan pointed at Yuan Gun again.

"Pluck this little beast and put it in the pot, and drink panda broth tonight." He was conceited, arrogant, and at the same time held grudges.

He wiped the thick phlegm from his hands onto his clothes, his rough sculptured face was cold and hard.

Looking calm, in fact, the small universe in my heart is infinitely close to the brink of explosion.

Ruan Yan reached out to pick up the sesame dumpling in time, and explained: "Roll it, it's actually expressing love for you."

Nan Bowan snorted, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Ming Ming chimed in and said, "Really, Gun Gun is our mascot. Whoever it spits at will bring good luck to that person. Fei Fei used to like it~"

"We affectionately call it—"

[-] said in unison: "Spit on the bear!"

Yuan Gun sat on Ruan Yan's palm and nodded vigorously: "Yes!" Yes, you all made it right.

Nan Bowan began to write.

The witty Mingming stepped forward and opened his mouth wide, "Ah——"

Ruan Yan lightly poked Yuan Gun's hairy ass with her fingers.

He-tui!The black and white dumpling spat out generously.Milky saliva, sweet and fragrant.

Mingming closed his mouth contentedly and walked away.That's great, you don't have to worry about the corpse change for the next 24 hours, hehe.

Nan Bowan believed it completely, he pouted his neck.

The bald soldier who had been beaten earlier stepped forward with a bruised nose and swollen face, choked with tears and said, "Actually, when I was serving my sentence in prison, I liked to play songs, but every time I played them, I would be beaten, and every time I was beaten, it's the last days, they I still can’t understand my love of love, bear of scorn, please grant me good luck, I don’t want to be beaten again!”

Yuan Gun glanced at him sympathetically, and shook his head: You are already miserable, so I won't spit on you~

The bald soldier turned around and ran away crying.Even the mascot despises me, I can't live through this day!

Another soldier came up and bowed to Yuan Gun with three sticks of incense in his hand.

Yuan Gun opened his mouth, feeling embarrassed, closed his paws and bowed to him.

Junhan inserted three sticks of incense into its claws, bowed again empty-handed, and left.

Yuan Gun:? ? ?

Panda burning incense? !

Nan Bowan snorted, stared at it and said: "The mascot should look like a mascot, hold it up for me honestly, and put it down when the incense burns out."

Yuan Gun hetui-hetui-hetui spit him three times.

Ruan Yan smiled at the side and said, "Go away, I really like you."

Nan Bowan wiped the drool on his clothes, his face was very ugly: "Why didn't you spit on you?"

"It doesn't like me."

"I don't like you and let you hug me?"

"It likes my clothes."

Nan Bowan: "Take off your clothes and give them to me."

"Color." Ruan Yan completed the rest.

Nan Bowan: "..."

Then Ruan Yan was escorted by several soldiers to collect all kinds of orange clothes.

Rolling sat on the high chair specially set up for it on the medical bed, like a real mascot, holding three sticks of incense, motionless.

The smoke from the incense was too strong, and the black and white dumpling was choked and sneezed.

Sneez!Sneez!Snee!

The hairy head moved little by little, and when it finally stopped, Black Grape's eyes were wet and tears were shining.

Woohoo, Little Xiongxiong's arms are so sore.

I don't know what kind of material this incense is made of, but it is very resistant to burning. It took more than ten minutes to move down a few millimeters.

Yuan Gun shook his fat body, trying to faint.

"If it falls down, just pluck its hair and put it in the pot." Nan Bowan's heart was as hard as the stinky stone in the latrine, and a cold malice flashed in his ice blue eyes.

Yuan Gun met the man's horrific gaze, with his fat belly sticking out, he shook his head stubbornly, sticking out his little tongue slightly.The Xiong family will not fall!

Provocative means full.

The strong brother hiding behind Hou Hei poked out a pig's head, and Mung Douyan blinked gloatingly: This is really a little bitch.

Nan Bo Wan Yuguang caught a touch of pink, turned his face and saw the pig's head that was too late to retract.

He twisted his neck, and the little pink pig groaned and screamed, and ran away shaking his fat head and big ears.

The soldiers quickly chased after it and caught it.

Brother Qiangqiang struggled and shouted, "Look at my ribs, look at my ribs! I don't have much meat!"

The soldiers touched its pork leg and commented: "Fat but not greasy, just right."

Brother Qiangqiang shed tears of remorse: I knew I would not follow Ruan Yan and the others. It’s only been a few days. I’ve eaten and drank well, and I’ve never been hungry, so I’m round again.

A round panda is cute; a round pig is greedy!

Woohoo, this day is so unfair!

Taking advantage of Nan Bowan's sight being attracted by the little pink pig, [-] rushed forward, surrounded Yuan Gun, and puffed his cheeks to create artificial wind, trying to make the incense burn faster.

The black and white dumpling's hair and face were blown away by them, and the fragrance was still the same as that of an old man in his twilight years, slowly... not moving at all.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, No. [-] immediately covered the mouth of No. [-] who was blowing the loudest next to him: "Don't, the spark is going to go out."

Yuan Gun nodded his head: "Well~" It's okay, the Xiong family can still hold on.

"What are you doing?" The cold voice broke in, and Nan Bowan's strong body squeezed into several people.

Yuan Gun only felt the shadow of a huge beast covering him, as if he wanted to swallow the poor and innocent young one in one gulp.

[-] hurriedly pretended to be nonchalant and spread out a few meters away.Touching the head of the head, rubbing the neck of the neck, scratching the creaking nest, with a guilty conscience that didn't know anything and didn't do anything.

Nan Bowan sneered, and stuffed another stick of incense into the panda's paw.

And successfully obtained a set of Yuan Gun's love of saliva.I wish you blessings like the Caribbean Sea, longevity, infertility, full of children and grandchildren, oh yeah!

Nanbo Wanxu raised his eyes and looked at the two middle fingers raised by Black and White Tuanzi: "Are you cursing me?"

Yuan Gunjing Mimi straightened her paws and shook her head: "Yes (up) En (down)~" Yes, you are right~

Mingming shook his wit on the side and said, "This is the exclusive blessing gesture of the bear people."

Nan Bowan exhaled hot air from his nose, his eagle eyes fixed on the panda cub.I don't know whether to believe it or not.

Yuan Gun opened his mouth, revealing his pink gums, and rolled his eyes.Why are you always competing with me, you are too villainous!

Ruan Yan came back, and the two soldiers who followed him were almost covered by the clothes of the hill, while he was empty-handed and walked briskly.

Nan Bowan let Yuan Gun go, and turned to try on new clothes.

Ruan Yan walked over, gently holding Tuanzi's trembling black claws with his cool fingers.

Yuan Gun begged him for help pitifully, two bubbles of tears burst out of his black eyes in an instant.

"Rolling..." Ruan Yan murmured, and with a movement of his fingers, he put the four sticks of incense into the space of the spirit box, and took out the four burnt black incense sticks that had been secretly burned outside with a lighter and threw them on the ground.

Only then did Yuan Gun's sore arm be freed.It pounced forward, grabbed the young man's clothes, smelled the light fruity fragrance, and felt his heart settle down.

Ruan Yan held it horizontally in her arms, took out ordinary milk and fed it.

Yuan Gun raised his paws, embraced the young man's strong forearm, and sipped the extra drink for the day very contentedly.

Nan Bowan, who had changed his clothes over there, saw the black and white dumpling curled up neatly between Ruan Yan's arms, and felt uncomfortable for no reason.

He has always been domineering, and he must grab what he likes, whether it is people or things, and the desire to get it will continue to expand over time, until he/they become his own. Calm down.

Especially love to grab the baby that everyone is looking for.

Nan Bowan straightened his tight desert orange jacket, walked to Ruan Yan's side, and stretched out his hand to the dumpling in his arms, "Come here."

Yuan Gun rolled his black eyes and glanced at him, so ugly.He turned his eyes back very disgustedly.

Nan Bowan's expression darkened, and he was about to grab it.

But he was stopped by a hand as white as jade.

"Roll it, a little aesthetic fatigue." Ruan Yan explained.

Nan Bowan glanced at Ruan Yan's jacket of the same color, suddenly, there was nothing to fuck.

He could only retract his hand stiffly.

He tore off the outermost desert orange coat, revealing the orange sweater underneath.

"come over!"

Yuan Gun: "Yeah!" Shaking his head.

Nan Bowan gritted his teeth and tore the knitted sweater, revealing the honey orange shirt underneath: "Come here!"

Yuan Gun: "Yes!" He still refused.

Nan Bowan threw off his shirt, leaving only the last apricot-colored sleeveless vest on his body. He raised his muscular and strong arms, and said in a rough voice, "Come here!!"

Yuan Gun: "Hmm~" The voice was soft.

you are so flamboyant~

The author has something to say:

Yuan Gun: Why are you carrying Pinru's wardrobe (●—●)

The English song is a random translation of the lyrics, just take a look, don't be serious (≧▽≦)

The promised midnight, wait for me, slowly adjust! !

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