Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

The professor seems to be only 26 or 1.8 years old, very young, about [-] meters tall, well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, and his walking gait has a natural noble charm.

His skin was very white, an abnormal transparent white, like jelly, so thin that even the blue veins and red blood streaks underneath could be seen clearly.

He has short golden-red hair, combed meticulously close to the scalp, with thick arched eyebrows underneath, and a pair of metal-colored horizontal-striped glasses on his face, firmly covering his eyes behind him.

Only a little reddish-brown eyeball can be seen through the gap.

Yuan Gun sat on the ground holding the green ball, secretly looking up at him.

Judging from the appearance, the professor is undoubtedly a very attractive young man. Although he looks a little sick, it does not affect his overall visual enjoyment.

This... no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a guy with an IQ of only 70.

But it's too early to tell.

Yuan Gun put his hairy head on the ball and decided to wait and see what happened.

The professor finally stood at a distance of 1.2 meters from Ruan Yan, which happened to be a safe distance in the human subconscious.

The wool workers quickly arranged their appearance and walked behind the newly appointed team leader in a row.Each looked nervous and excited.

Yuan Gun happened to be sitting between the two parties. He shook his hairy head, looked left and right.

No one spoke aloud.As if they had made an appointment, they stood still without moving.

Yuan Gun yawned, raised his paw and slapped the ball sideways.Hurry up, Little Bear is still waiting for the show.

The professor's gaze, which was originally fixed on Ruan Yan's face, immediately moved down to the black and white dumpling on the ground.

It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake, Yuan Gun stopped slapping his scalp numbly, lowered his head cowardly, and shrunk himself into a ball.

So next to the round green ball, there was another black and white fur ball.

The corner of the professor's mouth slowly pulled out a crooked smile. He seemed to be laughing very hard, and his stiff face was shaking, which was not as natural as when he was expressionless.

And he didn't utter a single syllable from the beginning to the end, it was really a bit of a laugh.

Yuan Gun knew the reason for his silence.

It is written in the book that Shadio's voice is underdeveloped, and his timbre still stays in his eleven or twelve-year-old Zhengtai period.

The so-called crisp opening is very appropriate for him.Literally apt.

So Shadio has always been very inferior, inferior to conceited, conceited to distorted, twisted and twisted into a psychopath.

Especially now that he is successful and famous, his self-esteem is so strong that he can not speak without speaking, and he often controls the brains of others to speak instead of himself.

"Professor has been busy researching new vaccines recently, and today I have time to come to the city to see how everyone is doing recently, and whether there are any difficulties in life and work, you can tell them, the professor who can solve them will definitely try to help you~"

The subtext is: raise a few small questions to make sense, forget about the big problems that are difficult to solve, if anyone has no wink, they will find Mu Cangzi to eat.

After Yuan Gun saw that the person under control had finished speaking, the professor nodded immediately, and the corners of his lips moved silently to the side, revealing a slight arc, and quickly retracted them.

It's obvious that I want to fuck people close to the people.Throw the scapegoat to the younger brothers below, and stand tall on the altar and sing a bad face.

It's no wonder that he has such a good reputation among grassroots survivors. Some even regard him as the savior, saying that he is the light of hope for mankind and the god of the world.

Shadio's mentality is easy to analyze - he was ridiculed by people around him since he was a child, and he has low self-esteem and lack of love. Later, he developed a sense of self-protection, and his low self-esteem evolved into excessive self-esteem, which made him pay great attention to his image in the eyes of outsiders. It is normal People will form a pleasing personality, but he is different. His brain circuit is long and strange, and finally forms a performative pseudo-pleasing personality.

In layman's terms, it means pretending to be nice to you, and trying to make you believe that he is really nice to you.

The wool workers were very excited when they heard that they could get help from the professor.

Immediately, an aunt stepped forward, clutching her apron and shyly said like a young girl in Huaichun: "Professor, I've lived here for almost half a year, and I'm still a bit uncomfortable. Can you treat me?"

Shadio raised his hand and made a gesture of beckoning a puppy.

Big Mom twisted her apron a little at a loss.

Shadio could only continue to control the brain of the person next to him: "Stand over here, the professor wants to show you."

"Hey!" Auntie straightened her messy hair behind her ears, and her face was wrinkled with a smile, like an old chrysanthemum blooming in summer.

She walked in front of the professor with exaggerated catwalks, twisting her hips and hips. The man hadn't made any movements yet, but she danced and started to introduce herself.

"Me, I just can't get used to the canteen meals in the base, and I always have diarrhea!"

When the aunt talked about her interest, she raised her hand suddenly, pop!Accidentally smashed the professor's metal glasses.

Shadio's chest trembled, and he immediately raised his hand against the frame, and pushed it back.

Everyone only saw half a circle of thick and long golden eyelashes flashing across the frame, as if a frightened butterfly hid its beautiful wings back.

The aunt suddenly fell silent, half-raised her hand in embarrassment, neither stretching nor letting go: "Professor, professor, are you all right, professor?!"

Shadio took a step back, and the spokesperson stepped forward, held the aunt's arm affectionately and asked with a smile, "What did you say to be dissatisfied?"

"Unacceptable..." The aunt looked at the man with half-long hair who looked like a seductive goblin in front of her, and she was a little bit scared.

The spokesperson's silky winking eyes were bent, like two parabolas, so thin that even the kernels of the eyes could not be found.

The harder he laughed, the longer his face stretched, until at last it was almost a horse's face.

That complexion was cloudy as soon as it said it, and he raised his hand quickly and slapped three times in a row!Snapped!Snapped!Throwing it on the aunt's face: "Are you still convinced? Are you still convinced? Are you still convinced!"

The aunt was stunned by the beating. She didn't respond to the first two potstickers, but she felt the burning pain at the last one. She sat on the ground, patted her thigh and cried, "I'm convinced! I'm convinced!"

Yuan Gun was dumbfounded watching from the sidelines, he dared to say that Lu Fei's medical style was learned from the professor~

The fairy man withdrew his hand and stroked the ends of the hair that had slid down to the collarbone, and tucked them back to the back of his neck.

He bent his narrow eyes and asked softly, "Is there anyone else who needs help?"

Now the wool workers present didn't even dare to fart, and buried their heads down one after another.

The professor controlled the goblin man to retreat, and he stood in front of Ruan Yan again.

This time he shortened the distance to half a meter, raised his arm, and lightly touched the young man's chin with his translucent white fingers.

"You are so beautiful~" the fairy man stuck behind the professor and praised.

Ruan Yan looked at the gestures of the two, and a playful arc slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Just when he hooked his fingers and was about to repeat the same trick, cutting off the ice cube hand on his chin that was not as warm as a living person.

A fluffy black claw suddenly stretched out and stuffed it into his loosely encircled palm.

"En!" Yuan Gun grabbed Ruan Yan's hand, and tried to lift his short legs up and up, while the other black claw grabbed his thigh, begging for a hug.

The sesame gnocchi action underneath is too stealthy for Shadio to ignore.

He let go of Ruan Yan's chin, squatted down, and was about to touch the fat cub, but was grabbed by the other hand first.

Ruan Yan hugged Yuan Gun in his arms, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan rolled his little butt, and a ferocious bear jumped directly onto the young man's head, covering Ruan Yan's entire face with his fluffy belly: "Yeah!" look!

"Roll~" Ruan Yan was forced to breathe in the cub's milk-scented fluff while laughing, the soft belly was pressed against the tip of his nose, and as Yuan Gun kicked his legs to adjust his posture, a hot bulge The thing slides quickly from the lips.

The cub stepped on his shoulders directly, and sat there motionless in satisfaction.

Ruan Yan froze, her ears were so red that she almost bled: just now... was that a billowing sparrow?

Yuan Gun stretched out his claws and poked the hot ear flesh of the young man, thinking that he accidentally caught it when he changed positions, and it turned red.

It immediately leaned forward, stretched out its small tongue and licked it, and then blew again: Huhu, Huhu, it doesn't hurt Yanyan!

Ruan Yan's fingertips trembled, and she tried her best to ignore the abnormality in her ears. She looked down at the man who was still squatting and looked up at him and Yuan Gun: "Why doesn't the professor speak?"

The old residents of City 3032 know that voice and eyes are taboos for the professor, and no one can mention or touch them.

Those who violated the taboo would be shot at most, or slapped a few times like the aunt just now.

Yuan Gun glanced down, and the aunt's face had turned purple into a pig's head, she was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, her eyes were slanted, and she looked like she was about to die.

no……

Yuan Gun saw the corpse-carrying team coming from a distance, swallowed with a thud, and added in his heart: "It's gone."

Curiosity killed the cat, the ancients never bullied it!

Residents of 3032 City, for their own lives, dare not touch him face to face even if they are curious about the secret behind the professor.

But today, this newcomer who doesn't know how to live or die, challenged the minefield of the "god" one after another.

Tired of life? !

Ruan Yan really did it on purpose, he knew where Shadio's weakness was, and picking it out to sprinkle some 'salt' on this invisible wound was more effective than cutting off the man's hand directly.

To deal with Shadio, we can only deal with it spiritually.

Otherwise, even if he is cut into pieces, Shadio's spiritual consciousness is still there, and it turns into other people's bodies, and it will be resurrected in another body.

This is the frightening thing about high-level spiritual powers.

Hearing the young man's question, Shadio's face turned blue. He shook his thin lips that seemed to have been beaten by frost, and stood up straight from the ground and approached Ruan Yan.

With a net height of 1.7 meters [-], he was half a head shorter than Ruan Yan, and Shadio's face became more transparent with anger.

Yuan Gun was always afraid that the snake-like blood vessels in his skin would writhe and crawl out, just thinking about that scene was enough to make people burst.

It immediately hugged Ruan Yan's neck tightly, and the bear's head quivered against his chin, and the soft hair scratched the young man's skin itchy.

So the ear, which had just been cold for a long time, started a 'high fever' again.

Sadio said nothing.

It was still the goblin man who spoke: "Our professor is afraid of strangers."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Half a minute later, Mingming was the first to break the stagnant atmosphere.He covered his mouth, crying and laughing like a fool.

After laughing and wiping away tears, I have to apologize: "I'm sorry, I didn't laugh at you, I just puffed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

After he finished laughing, there were sporadic and deliberately suppressed laughter from the crowd.

Then it got out of hand, and the tide of laughter almost drowned Shadio.

If one person laughs, he can make random excuses to deal with it. If so many people laugh, if they are all executed, it will ruin the godhood that Shadio has managed to support after a year of hard work.

Sadio doesn't want to waste all his work.

He could only swallow his anger, pretended to be generous and walked around the woolen house with his hands behind his back, and then left with the people.

Yuan Gun looked at his white hem soaked in the sun and fluttered by the wind, and scratched the bear's head enviously: What material is it made of? It hasn't been dirty after squatting on the ground for so long.

Dustproof performance looks very good sub.

"Hmm~" Another day steal one for Yanyan to wear~

"Dirty." This was Ruan Yan's answer.

Shadio, who returned to the Presidential Suite of the Garden Hotel in Uptown, was so angry that he smashed things around and went crazy.

The fairy man standing at the door coaxed him distressedly: "Let me answer for you next time, don't control my brain, sometimes..."

"What do you mean!" The sensitive man raised his hand and threw the blue and white porcelain cup on the coffee table over. The fairy man gave way to the corridor. The tea cup brushed his shoulder and hit the corridor wall, shattering the porcelain all over the floor. piece.

The timbre of Sadio is pure, without any impurity.Although it is a bit too juvenile to match his physical appearance, it is still acceptable.

Especially for those who are used to it, not only do they not find it unpleasant, but they also find it cute.

For example, the fairy man thinks so.

He stroked his arm, re-entered the suite, and completed what he said before: "Sometimes, two people's minds think things through more comprehensively."

Shadio was panting heavily, maybe because he heard this, maybe because he was tired, when the fairy man reached out to hug him, he didn't avoid him as usual.

"Dior, listen to me, you are perfect, you are the most perfect and unique work created by God, he must have been proud of your birth..." The fairy man breathed out, reached out and removed the face in front of him metal glasses on.

"Don't cover them up, how beautiful they are~" The fairy man obsessively stroked the man's slightly everted lower eyelids. Because of this disease, the outer corners of Shadio's eyes were larger than normal, and the tail drooped slightly. Curl thick eyelashes, just like a real-life doll.

Still an oversized, sex-shifted doll.

"Why can't you trust me completely?" The fairy man put his arms on his shoulders, approached the pair of red-brown dim eyes, and said helplessly: "I have sold my body, brain, and even my soul to you , what do you want me to do?"

The man's golden eyelashes trembled, and a gleam of light finally moved from his dull eyeballs: "I want to get him..."

"Him?" The fairy man frowned slightly when he thought of the silver-haired young man who openly challenged Shadio's authority in the shearing room before: "Although this person is a bit tricky, it's not impossible."

"No!" Shadio pulled the consciousness out of the fairy man's brain, excitedly said: "I want to get that panda!"

The fairy man stared at him in disbelief: "A little bastard is worth your big mood swings?"

Shadio shook his head: "No! No! No!"

While denying frantically, he tilted the corners of his mouth, and the smiling muscles on his face trembled more and more cunningly.

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I did it!zero!point!Even!new!Continue tomorrow! ! !Ahhh, above~~ I want to keep it, I want to keep setting the flag! !

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