Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

On the contrary, the princess recognized him. She turned her face to the side, raised her palm outward, swayed her slender onion fingers up and down, and greeted the boy with a smile: "Hi, the cutie who was in the same car last time~"

"You know him?" Ji Mei turned her head curiously, her big eyes turned to the boy.Looking at it completely strangely.

The princess covered her head with her mouth trembling with laughter: "Meimei, you have really become the memory of a fish."

"Eh? I've seen him?"

"No, you haven't seen it." Princess Tou deliberately teased her.

"Tell the truth~"

"I won't tell you slightly!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~"

The playful laughter of the two girls grew further and further away.

Yuan Gun looked back, grabbed the hem of his clothes and straightened it, with a depressed expression on his face.Anyone who is suddenly forgotten by friends he knows will feel bad.

After such an interruption, he lost the sense of urgency that he had before.

The whole person was listless, and when he rushed to the warehouse, he found that the manager was already supervising him.

The truck drivers carried coal bales in and out, sweating profusely and panting like cows.

But the manager still pulled his face long in dissatisfaction: "Hurry up, you usually work so slack?!"

Usually much slower than this...

The wagon masters grumbled in their stomachs, but their steps quickened a lot, and they gritted their teeth and sent the coal bag on their shoulders to the frame of the wagon.

One trip after another, and soon a truckload of coal was stacked.

The men wiped the sweat from their foreheads, the black ash on their hands melted into dirty liquid, and almost painted their faces into cats.

During the short break, they found the teenagers standing next to the steward, each of them was about to cry as if seeing a savior.

Yuan Gun hadn't gotten out of the dark clouds before, and he looked a little sleepy: "Sorry, I overslept today."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" The steward changed his yaksha face, his eyes were soft and kind, comparable to a grandfather who distributes gifts to children at Christmas, "Go back and rest, let me take care of you today."

No one can be tired of this little baby lump.

Brother Huai has already let it out, saying that the city lord is staring at the young man more than his eyes, so let this side take care of him carefully, and if there is any bump, it will be their fault.

Yuan Gun glanced at the packed truck next to him, as if there was nothing wrong with him.

After thanking the manager, Yuan Gun walked out of the warehouse. Instead of going home, he climbed to a shade tree, hugged the thick branches, and separated in a bear-like posture. His legs hung on the above.

A beam of sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves and hit his open back clothes. The bare skin was white and shiny by the light spots, and the red mark in the middle was particularly abrupt.

It doesn't hurt anymore, just a little itchy.

Yuan Gun bent his hands behind his back to scratch, and continued to lie on his stomach with his eyes closed, enjoying the gentle touch of the wind blowing over his head and face at this moment.

In a trance, as if sleeping on the clouds, the young man sighed from his mouth, and his consciousness gradually sank into a sweet dream.

In the dream, he turned back into the happy little bear again.

There are mirrors on all sides, and countless pairs of black eyes embedded in white down stare at it.

Yuan rolled his paws, and the bears in the mirror also raised their paws.

Yuan Gun hummed, and countless benefactors responded to him.

Yuan Gun hugged and rolled on the ground, and the sesame balls rolled around with him.

One of them was still sticking to the pan, and it didn't roll halfway through the roll.

Yuan Gun raised his head, and that one also raised his head without rolling, his eye sockets were hollow, and there was a gurgling sound inside, like the sound of boiling water, and blood bubbles kept bubbling out.

!!!

Fuck the haunted bear ghost! !

His limbs trembled with fright, and he woke up again at once.

A sound of flapping wings rang in his ears, Yuan Gun raised his head, and the shiny black body of Bad Crow came into view.

It was standing on a branch two inches away from Yuan Gun's nose, looking at him with its head tilted.

Yuan Gun frowned, leaned on the tree trunk with his elbow and asked it in a low voice: "What are you doing here?"

His lips were red and soft, as if squeezed in the sun, they were made of strawberry puree.

The mourning crow jumped forward a few steps, stretched out its stiff beak cautiously, and touched the boy's lips.

The bird's beak was cool, like a melon seed pressed into the lips.

From a distance, it looks like the mother bird is feeding the chicks.

Yuan Gun's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he was being treated lightly by a bad bird.He was so angry that he sat up and stretched out his hand to grab the nasty mourning crow.

The bad bird quacked a few times, flapped its wings and flew away.

Yuan Gun blushed with grievance, being teased several times by a bird, even if he was so optimistic, he couldn't hold back.

He clenched his fists and thumped the branches under his body.under great force.

The branch made a crisp cracking sound, and Yuan Gun fell down.

Just fell into a pair of powerful arms.

A gentle hand touched the bare skin on his back, causing a tiny pimple.

Yuan Gun blinked, then blinked again, lying in the man's arms with a dazed face, biting his nails for a long while before he could react to the current situation.

When did Yanyan come under the tree?

He was just getting ready for the pain of landing on his butt!

"Does it hurt?" Ruan Yan's fingers lightly stroked the red mark on his back, a faint green light flickered, and the touched area instantly returned to a healthy and fair skin state.

Yuan Gun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Yanyan's body is so comfortable that she wants to lie down all the time.

The boy's eyes were clear, he rubbed his face into Ruan Yan's arms and arched, but he was still a little ashamed.

It only took a few seconds longer before she rolled over and jumped out of the man's arms.

Ruan Yan took off his coat and put it on the boy's shoulders: "Put it on."

The warm body temperature of his body was still wrapped in the clothes.

Obediently, Yuan Gun stretched his hand in and put it on. He pulled the zipper until it reached his chin. He hid his lips, revealing only the tip of his nose and a pair of black eyes.

Ruan Yan's clothes looked a bit too big for the young man, the sleeves had to be folded up several layers, and the hem of the clothes reached directly to the hips.

Yuan Gun wore an ordinary casual jacket with the effect of a long sweater.

The whole person looks obedient and soft, like a fresh bamboo shoot wrapped in layers of bamboo shoots.

It was so white and tender that water could be squeezed out.

Ruan Yan reached out and rubbed the curly hair on the top of the boy's head, then controlled the back of his head and took him to the car.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Gun unsteadily followed the man's pace.

As soon as Ruan Yan opened the car door, he jumped onto the soft seat, lazily retracted his feet into the car, and squirmed like a maggot to sit on his body.

The door is closed.

A few seconds later, the door on the opposite side opened, the car body swayed, and a gust of fragrant wind blew in, which became lighter as Ruan Yan took his seat.

Yuan rolled his butt, just adjusted his posture, and the scent became much stronger again.

It's like the smell of flames emanating from him.

Yuan Gun raised his collar, this time covering the tip of his nose.

Sure enough—the clothes smell good~

Ruan Yan put her hands on the steering wheel and didn't start the car.

Yuan Gun was so bored that his whole body slid down a bit, his black hair brushed against the cushions, and the soles of his shoes made rhythmic knocking sounds on the bottom of the car.

The car was very quiet, eerily quiet.

Yuan Gun stopped hitting his feet, scratched his cheek, turned his head, and looked at the silent man with his hand on his forehead.

"Brother Yan, are you in a bad mood?"

Ruan Yan gave a low voice of grace, and turned her face a little away from the shadow of her palm, as if she was waiting for him to ask this question.

"Longan."

"Ah?" Yuan Gun immediately sat up, pulled off the pleated hem at the back of his waist, and successfully returned to his normal sitting posture.

"Have you fallen in love with anyone recently?" He stared at the boy, half of his eyes turned out of the dark area were as cold as snake pupils, and his voice was also very cold.

Yuan Gun gnawed on his nails, and looked at Ruan Yan in astonishment: "Is there a rule in the base that you can't fall in love?" By saying that, I was simply curious about the meaning of Yanyan's question.

Ruan Yan put down his hands, and turned his beautiful eyebrows to face the young man. Because of the change of angle, his tall nose cast a triangular shadow on Yubai's face, like a perfect male protagonist who came out of a 3D animation.

Flame is so pretty.

If the eyes weren't so scary, Yuan Gun would be more than happy to stay with the man for a while.

But now, he just wanted to open the car door and escape quickly.

He did exactly that, and quietly stretched out his other free hand to the handlebar of the car to break it off, but did not break it off.

The door seems to be locked? ? ?

Ruan Yan stretched out his hand and pulled his uneven thumb out from between his lips and teeth, and held it in his palm. An unknown wildfire seemed to be burning in his deep eyes, causing Yuan Gun's heart to twitch. .

"You are still young, so you shouldn't put your mind on love between men and women."

Yuan Gun scratched his hair: "But I..." The words on his mouth turned in a different direction, and changed into: "I see, Brother Yan~"

"Good boy." The fire in Ruan Yan's eyes finally cooled down a lot, only black ashes and a few dark red sparks remained, and the heat that had not completely dissipated remained.

His lips came close and fell on his cheeks, cool and soft, like flower petals soaked in an ice cube cup, and the beauty of frozen bones.

Yuan Gun panicked for no reason, he shrunk his neck, widened his eyes, raised his sleeves and wiped his cheeks anxiously, tears glistening in his eyes.

"I don't want to be a male favorite."

"Male pet?"

Yuan Gun, "They all say I'm your male favourite..."

"You're not," Ruan Yan stared at the boy with deep eyes, "Don't think about it."

Yuan Gun heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and broke off the handlebar again, this time it drove.

"Brother Yan, I'm going back first."

After speaking, Ruan Yan rushed out of the car without waiting for a response.

He ran so fast that he almost rushed home with his head buried and his breath held.

When I lay down on the bed, I felt relieved.

Yuan Gun pulled up the quilt to cover his face, and rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, entwining himself into a pupa.

The rising heat on his cheeks slowly subsided a little.

Yanyan also kissed him when he was a bear before, but he didn't feel anything at that time.It may not even be felt because of the thickness of the hair.

But now that I'm a human again, I feel... something is wrong.

The touch of those lips was too clear.

Even closing his eyes, he could still recall the scene and heartbeat at that time.

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