Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

Yuan Gun slowly opened his eyes in a jolt.

Because I just woke up, my eyeballs have not fully entered the working state, and my vision is blurred.

At first, the voices of Chu Lingpu and No. [-] in the front seats came to my ears, buzzing like mosquitoes and flies, but slightly better than them.

At least you can hear the noise clearly.

"Where the hell are you driving to? This road is too rough."

"Don't you have a navigation in your hand?"

"Ah, I told you half an hour ago that the navigator was broken."

"How could it be bad."

"Then look~"

……

Yuan Gun shook his black ears, and lay his head on the ground again. His brain was still empty, and his round black eyes stared at the leather cover of the front seat back without blinking.

This state is commonly known as "wandering mind", or ignorance.

I can't remember who I am, where I am, or what I'm going to do next.

Generally, the temporary stress protection measures of the brain appear only after experiencing catastrophe and great emotional ups and downs.

To put it simply, Yuan Gun felt that he was very tired and didn't want to use his brain anymore.

I don't want to recall the scene of Ruan Yan's eyes being stabbed blind, and the blood on his face poured into the broken glass.

woo woo woo woo~

Yanyan, his Yanyan...

Yuan Gun still thought about it.

It opened its mouth and bit its fur claws. A sour taste in its heart slowly climbed up and blocked its throat.

Tears filled the round eyes, hot, and wet the black hair around the eyes.

The waxy and soft ball bulges and deflates, like a substandard tire that will never be fully inflated, cannot be sold, cannot become a commercial product that can realize its own value, and can only be discarded in the corner as a failed waste product , mixed with garbage to accumulate dust.

Yuan Gun became more and more disgusted with himself. He felt that he was a villain, and he should not have entered this shell at all, and should not have appeared beside the hero at all.

Look, Yan Yan was killed by him QAQ

The little guy sniffed, twitched his hind legs, kicked and kicked on the leather cushion of the soft seat, his movements were very similar to dog paddle swimming.

The sharp claws clawed at the cushion, making the sound of thickening and peeling off.

Even the dark brown leather cushions were scratched with white marks.

Yuan Gun seemed to have found an outlet to vent, his claws scratched harder, and his two black arms planed faster and faster.

The fluffy buttocks that he drove followed suit, and finally tired, his big head lay down on the mat, and he gritted his fangs.

It didn't stop until the whole piece of skin was lifted.

During the intermission for a few seconds, it kept tearing the leather pad to the side with its mouth, and stepped on the sponge of Guolu with its paws. Because of the weight of the ball, it walked deep and shallow.

Shaky.

The little milk cub walked forward, but as one can imagine, it bumped into a slender, muscular and well-proportioned thigh.

This is what happens when you get too emotionally immersed in yourself.

Yuan Gun let go of the lifted leather pad, shrugged his little nose, huh?The familiar, flaming smell! ! !

The bear's face raised in horror, is it a dream... After seeing the white cloth strips tied around his eyes, his thoughts changed instantly, and he changed to "Yanyan is alive, he is alive!" '

The cubs stamped their paws with excitement and did an alternative 'tap dance.

Xiaopang's body was bouncing up and down, and his round black eyes were full of happiness!

"Yeah! Hmmm!!" Yanyan, you're still alive, that's great, Yanyan, Yanyan, I'm so happy, blah blah blah! !

Tuanzi's yells were chug chug, like firing a machine gun, and the long series without panting was enough to show its excitement.

On the contrary, Ruan Yan, although his eyes were blindfolded, but Yuan Gun could feel that he was looking at him, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him, since the moment Yuan Gun bumped into his leg and looked up, he didn't move. Posture.

His two pink lips looked particularly soft, they were closed without any curvature, and the lip line was pressed straight.It seemed a little too indifferent.

Yuan Gun slowly slowed down his trampling limbs, stepped on it, looked at the man hesitantly, and stepped on it again... It seemed that he had suddenly entered the lagging and delayed 5G traffic from the extremely fast and smooth 2G.

The little bear with poor internet speed is so cute.

Ruan Yan has no expression at all, sitting there like a three-dimensional ice sculpture, her face is facing Yuan Gun, her tall nose bridge is covered with a bright color by the sky, cold and alienated.

Is Yanyan angry?

Yuan Gun stopped jumping, and stepped on the seat cushion with his short and fat limbs.

It buried the bear's head, glanced at the exposed sponge leather pad that it had unintentionally damaged, stepped back a few steps embarrassingly, raised its claws, pressed down the large piece of skin again, and patted it flat.

The bear's head was raised and lowered, and the jumping forelimbs followed it vigorously.

Pop, pop, pop!

The cub was photographed so well that Finli was so excited, and the black fur shoulder straps on the back of the neck trembled together.

After the cushion was barely restored to its intact state, it raised its head again and glanced at the man.

Still expressionless.

Yuan Gun had no choice but to take a step forward, using his body to cover the damaged slit of the leather pad.

"En~um~o(*￣▽￣*)o" Yanyan~ don't be angry, luxury cars in the last days are so hot, and they are all free to use, isn't it just a broken seat cushion.The Xiong Family compensates you!

The cub raised its head, and there was an arc-shaped indentation between the clean and fluffy white-haired head and the fat milk's back.

Like two sticky sesame glutinous rice balls.

Chu Lingpu just happened to see it from the central rearview mirror, and his face was covered with blood.

He covered his nose, blushed and lowered the car window, waiting for the breeze to blow over his cheeks and blow away the heat from his skin.

So cute, rolling is so cute!

A little healing angel!

Brother Yan has it to accompany him, he will definitely get better soon.

Yuan Gun thought so too.

He thought that if he played a fool, and sold a few more fools, he would be able to make Yanyan laugh.

Well thought out.

But the reality is that the other party doesn't buy it at all.

'Watch' it perform with indifference from start to finish.

Yuan Gun gave up.

It buried its head in frustration, its little black nose hit the soft seat cushion, and began to toss the damaged place again.

It's better to find something to do than to be awkward in front of Yan Yan, acting like a clown, directing and acting, entertaining oneself.

Oh, so embarrassing~

Just then, a hand reached out, palm up, in front of its face.

Yuan Gun raised his head in surprise, "Huh?" Are you not angry with me, Yanyan?

The corner of Ruan Yan's mouth slightly curled into a soft arc, probably smiling.

"Give me your hand."

He talked, he finally talked to me!

Yuan Gun was dazzled by joy, and without even thinking about it, he put his black claws on it.

Ruan Yan's hand was big and cold, and the force of wrapping its bear's paw was a bit heavy.

Yuan Gun gave a soft 'um', adjusted his comfortable posture, and was just about to raise his head when Ruan Yan pulled his arm and brought it to his thigh.

One claw was pinched, and the other claw quickly grabbed the man's knee to balance his body.

It kicked its black legs that were nowhere to rest, and its round black eyes rolled around happily.

Obviously, Yuan Gun has not realized the seriousness of the situation.

Until—crack!

There was a muffled and heavy sound.

There is a big hand covering the white-haired buttocks.

The fingers were well-proportioned and slender, with distinct and strong joints, pressing on the slightly trembling hairball, with a sense of calm control.

Yuan Gun was stunned by the sudden blow.

But that's just the beginning

Ruan Yan only paused for two seconds, then raised her hand again, raised it high, and lowered it mercilessly!

Make heavy shots at the thickest part of the bear dumpling.

Yuan Gun knew the pain this time, twisted his body and struggled to escape.

However, its claws were caught, and it couldn't break free at all.

Being dragged, no matter it is lying on its stomach or on its side, or curled up into a ball, a heavier slap can always find its buttocks.

"Hmm!!!" At the end of the beating, Yuan Gun couldn't hold back anymore, his butt hurt more and more, and he screamed miserably, his voice was high-pitched and bright.

Ruan Yan stopped, and loosened his grip on it a little.

Yuan Gun immediately took the opportunity to run away.

Leaning against the car door on the other side farthest from the man, he stretched out his claws to grab the leather on the seat cushion and the backrest respectively. His short-haired belly bulged like a ball, heaved and panted rapidly, and his round black eyes With tears in his eyes, Ren stared closely at Ruan Yan, obviously not recovering from the previous shock.

Only then did it realize that Ruan Yan's face was so gloomy that it was not pure anger.

This old swan is clearly about to turn black!

Yuan Gun wanted to cry, but he didn't have any tears. What evil did he do to make the panda's attractive attributes into what it is now.

With Yanyan's strength just now, I'm afraid he might kill him.

The buttocks were so painful that it didn't dare to sit down firmly. Its two short black legs tried to support its body. It looked relaxed, but it was the most uncomfortable and tiring position.

The ancient rod punishment is nothing more than this.

The window to Ruan Yan's soul was gone, replaced by a simple white handkerchief, Yuan Gun couldn't see what he was thinking at this time.

Is it really disgusting, or... was heartbroken,

Yuan Gun's panting belly was still beating at high frequency, it blinked away the tears in its eyes, and tried to stare at the man across from it with wide eyes.

At this time, a drop of bright red teardrop suddenly slipped from the white cloth strip, flowed through the nose, and finally smashed on the peak of Ruan Yan's lips, becoming a little bit of color to moisten his lips.

Flame...

Yuan Gun seemed to understand.

是后者，焰焰还是那个疼爱他的焰焰，只不过被伤透了心才会、才会胖揍小熊熊屁股QAQ。

Don't cry, Yanyan... your eyes were hurt.

Yuan Gun's heart ached so badly, the little belly that had just calmed down was stimulated to swell again, it panted extremely quickly, mentally thinking that it should go to comfort him, but physically it was afraid of being beaten, and its legs and legs gave birth The roots grow in the same place, and dare not go up.

Two thoughts were fighting in its brain contradictoryly, and neither one would accept the other.

The process was too exciting, Yuan Gun couldn't help but sneezed loudly, followed by a milk hiccup, a soft and waxy milk fragrance exhaled from its slightly opened mouth, overflowing the entire carriage.

Chu Lingpu's head, which was originally huddled between his arms like a quail egg, lifted up slightly, inhaling the sweet milky breath obsessively.

"Give me your hand."

Exactly the same scene as a few minutes ago.

Yuan Gun looked down at the man's palm stretched out in front of its belly, and gritted his teeth in aggrieved way: "Yeah!" Want to hit the bear again!

Having said that, Hei Claw raised it up tremblingly, and put it on it cowardly.

Just as Ruan Yan was about to close his palms, the ghost retracted his claws again, panting, still scared.

The chubby bear twisted, grabbed the door handle and pulled it in frantically: Let me out, let me out! !

Ruan Yan raised her hand, grabbed the black and white dumpling's fateful neck, and dragged it into her arms bit by bit, gently but irresistibly.

"Let's roll, we still want to run, right?"

The author has something to say:

This chapter should have a subtitle——Large Shura Field①

That's right, marking the number means that the Shura field is still very long, and everyone can enjoy watching~(*￣︶￣)y