Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Mingliu and Fyodor run away.

The leader Zai Shijie used the book to make a big deal, and then left some gifts for Tosi Oda in that world, and ran away without looking back.

……

To tell the truth, it had been two days, but Fyodor still felt a little tired.

At this time, he returned to the base of the House of the Dead, lying on the comfortable single sofa, rubbing his waist slightly,

Nothing happened that night.

But almost everything happened.

Now he has further lowered his requirements, and he doesn't want to be able to eat people. He just asks himself not to be too miserable when the time comes, and it's better not to be unable to climb down for several days.

"Feiya, there won't be any problems in Dazai's world, right?"

Fyodor has now mastered the method of hugging people proficiently, and can avoid numbness in his legs to the greatest extent.Leaving some space on the sideways, one hand is stuck on the other person's waist to prevent him from sliding down bonelessly, and the other hand is holding a boring literature book, reading it by the firelight of the fireplace.

Although it is still a bit difficult for two people to squeeze a sofa.

"The words of Dazai-kun will definitely solve it."

He has already mastered the skill of telling nonsense with his eyes open.

Mingliu's body temperature is always a little higher than his, and he refuses to wear too thick clothes. Holding him in winter is like hugging an automatic heater. Fyodor unconsciously tightened his arms, hugging like a doll— —He is afraid of the cold.

"Hmm." Ming Liu became a little drowsy after a long time, his eyelids gradually sank, his voice was very slow, only the vibration of his chest was conveyed steadily, "I believe you."

"How much do you believe?"

He vaguely heard Fyodor's question in a lowered voice, maybe it was just a short muttering to himself, and he didn't expect to get an answer.

The book still hadn't fallen into Fyodor's hands, and Mingliu took the book away after the matter was over, before he had time to use it to do something he wanted to do.

Mingliu gave the book to Odasaku.

The world that has undergone drastic changes because of the two of them will not collapse because of a little book. The fragile parallel world of the leader Zai was forcibly sewn to another world by them. .

The leader, Zai, will inevitably suffer from a terrible headache, and the workload has increased by at least three hundred times.

That world was Fyodor's choice, nothing special.

It's just that the power system is spells.

He hooked his lips.

The leader Zai has some curse called fate on his body, and he did this for the other party's benefit - of course, whether he can solve the curse is not his problem.

Another reason to choose that world is much simpler...

Fyodor put down the book and tugged at his cloak, trying to cover the two of them.The fingertips passed over the exposed half of the forearm, and rubbed against the protruding wrist bones a few times, the cold metal ring was painful.

It's better to settle this matter completely.

"Mingliu-jun, get up." He pressed the hand on his chest, "Go to bed and sleep, you will catch a cold."

He moved his finger, and his whole body also moved his finger, which proved that he was not asleep, but he refused to move.

"Are you going to be Sleeping Beauty?"

Fyodor then sat up and passed his arms under his knees in a princess hug.

Of course it's not difficult to hug him, he's not too weak to hug someone.It's just that the cat in his arms obviously didn't cooperate, because he relied on his control over his body, making him hug it like some kind of slippery semi-fluid, ready to slip away at any time.

Fyodor took a few steps and found it really difficult.

"What are you thinking about?"

After a while, he heard Ming Liu's extremely calm voice: "I'm angry."

Fyodor slowly put out a question mark.

how suddenly...

While thinking, Fyodor tried hard to throw the resisting person into the bedroom, then turned on the light, and saw a pair of emerald green eyes staring at him aggrievedly.

Fyodor: "..."

It seems that it only took 5 minutes to evolve from anger to grievance.

Is it going from cold war to reconciliation in 5 minutes?

It turned out that it didn't take 5 minutes, and he quickly ushered in accusations.

"Fei Jia..." Ming Liu covered his heart, using someone's most skilled exaggeration, and sighed in an operatic way, "You don't believe me."

For a split second, Fyodor hallucinated some of the worst headaches he'd ever met.So he thought to himself that Ming Liu should be cut off from contact with those few.

"what?"

"You don't believe that I believe in you." Ming Liu continued to accuse, "I don't have any trust as a lover."

Fyodor's expression suddenly cracked a little.He himself didn't know when he agreed to be a lover, maybe he agreed randomly that night.

He was a little bitter again.

Because he really felt that Mingliu didn't fully trust him, otherwise why would he have taken the book away in the first place...

"If it was in the past, it's fine. But Fei Jia said that he wanted to be a lover with me. How can lovers not trust each other?"

Did I say that?Fyodor asked himself inwardly.

He sincerely refused to recall that night anyway.

"'How much to believe', to believe is to believe, is there still a progress bar for trust in Fyodor? 75% trust?" Ming Liu said quietly, "Don't think so much. Fei Jia, I will always like you, at least there is no doubt about that."

……

Fyodor announced that he was autistic.

……

He gave up thinking about this topic as if resigned to his fate, sat on the edge of the bed, touched the metal ring with supernatural power with his fingers, and the cold touch stimulated his fingertips.

Ming Liu noticed his concern for the ring, moved his arm, and held Fyodor's hand.

"I see," said Fyodor, "but don't force yourself."

"Reluctantly? Reluctantly what?" Ming Liu covered his lips and yawned, "If it's those things, I voluntarily."

He maintained the posture of interlocking his fingers, and easily pulled Fyodor towards him.

With his slender eyes open, he exchanged a not-so-passionate kiss with Ming Liu.

"Don't be too anxious," said Fyodor, "don't be too scared."

"..."

"Don't deny it either."

Ming Liu remained silent.

He slid down little by little, covering himself with the quilt.Now he is the one who is autistic.

"I don't want to hear it."

It's a pity that Fyodor didn't intend to let him go today.If you want to be a lover... maybe maybe you have to take a step to a deeper level.Although interfering with other people's psychology is his strong point.

"You don't need to convince yourself that you love me." He stated the facts in a calm and soft voice, "You don't need to force yourself to be overly intimate."

"I don't want to hear it." Ming Liu repeated again.

"I must like Fedya."

"Fyodor..."

He babbled and said a lot incoherently.

Fyodor softened his heart for no reason, he did not expect that Ming Liu's anxiety level had reached this level.

Mingliu wanted a stable life too much.

Whether it is a lover or a friend, as long as you don’t leave anything, it’s fine. For him, sex is just something he takes for granted. It doesn’t matter whether he does it or not in the daily life of Kabukicho.I probably had this kind of mentality a long time ago, but I don’t know why it has become so serious recently-maybe I noticed Fyodor’s desire to push the relationship to a more fragile direction, but that is not the main reason.

There must be something wrong.

"Believe me?"

"Ah."

"Is there a problem with the book?"

"Ah."

Fyodor thought for a while: "What did you see?"

"They are all dead, Dazai jumped off the building. Oda Zuku died. Fei Jia also..." Ming Liu covered his forehead with the other hand, "Will Fei Jia leave me? I don't want to think about it anymore. Just put your eyes on..."

He tried his best to omit some horrific details, speaking very calmly, but curled his fingers quietly.

That was a really malicious picture.Fyodor thought of the leader Zai. The leader Zai seemed to have seen the be ending between him and Oda countless times in the book, and finally chose the most decisive path.

"Don't force it too much, I won't leave."

"I don't force it, as long as Fei Jia thinks, I can do anything." Ming Liu replied seriously, "It's not difficult to play the role of a lover. But you can't be like Dazai or Oda Saku, absolutely not."

"Absolutely not."

Ming Liu looked at him for a while, and finally relaxed: "You agreed."

As if he had put down a very heavy thing for a short time, he heaved a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumped, but his tone became lively again: "Feyya - give me a hug -"

Fyodor also breathed a sigh of relief, but: "I refuse."

"what......"

Fyodor raised his face and replied seriously: "Mingliu-jun admits that the lover is acting."

Ming Liu looked at him blankly.

"I have a serious cleanliness." Fyodor lowered his eyes, not looking at Mingliu's face - he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his laughter, "It's too much to do those things without being a lover."

"I'm sorry..." Mingliu recalled that Fyodor seemed to be religious, and he didn't get along well with chaotic and evil contestants like them from Kabukicho in terms of love, and he also liked to engage in abstinence.Saying this, he felt that he was even more sinful, as if he had cheated the other person's feelings and body.

"Fei Jia can punish me." He stretched out his hand, "Well, there are other options besides leaving."

"Really? Anything?"

"Uh-huh!"

Fyodor quickly took out a thin chain from the closet next to it. There was a small buckle at the end, which was just the right size to fasten the metal ring on Mingliu's wrist, and the other end was tied to the head of the bed. About one meter in length.

During this period, Mingliu's expression went blank again, probably because he understood that Fyodor was playing tricks on him.

But he also had some expectations.

It was extremely rare, almost impossible, for Fyodor to do these things on his own initiative.

Ming Liu raised his hand to observe the thickness of the chain. It was so thin that he thought it would break if he pulled it hard, but it was very beautiful, like a prop specially prepared for the game.After a little more effort, the chain hardly deformed, and it was much stronger than he expected.

"What does Fedya want to do?"

He looked forward to what else Fyodor could dig out of the cabinet.And Fyodor did possess and drag something out—what needs to be dragged?

Ming Liu watched as he put a portable desk on the bed, and piled dictionaries like bricks in front of him.

"Let's learn Russian, Mingliu-kun."

……

……

Ming Liu's eyes darkened.

The author has something to say: People who are full of wrong minds and people who are full of pure love.jpg

Married to Russia, you must learn Russian ()

The world of curses must appear, and I have no choice but to kill the leader of the disaster.

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It's been a bit emo lately, I have three papers to write this week, eight more cases of the epidemic in Hangzhou, the end of the term has been brought forward... the exam is also...

Emo doesn't want the two of them to hit home plate anymore, let's learn from him.

感谢在2021-12-0821:59:26~2021-12-1222:24:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Suci; 6 bottles of we; 5 bottles of Moli Happy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!