Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Fyodor likes to coax Mingliu to open his eyes, especially when the water vapor is thick, the glass-like eyeballs are very beautiful.

He has a good grasp of micro-expressions, so he likes all postures where expressions can be seen, and sometimes he can be called clingy.

Compared with direct feelings, hugs and kisses without desire seem to immerse him more.

"So why are you blindfolded?"

Ming Liu tilted his head slightly, and stretched his limbs calmly, even though he was not wearing anything.

He is not nervous.

Even with his eyes closed, the body sensation brought by other senses is enough for him to simulate the surrounding environment.He knew very well that Fyodor was kneeling on the bed at this moment, and he should be watching him intently.

Fyodor chuckled lightly, mixed with a little nervousness.In this kind of matter, Osamu Dazai has more experience than him. He lowered his face and asked about Dazai before, but the other party frivolously said a lot of things that he didn't even dare to think about.

Fyodor was ashamed.

But there are several options that can bring results that are very tempting.

He leaned down, kissed Ming Liu's eyes through the soft cloth to comfort him, and then proceeded to the next steps very skillfully.

Ming Liu was also very familiar with those, and he was even in the mood to ask Fei Jia what kind of voice he wanted.

"Oh, it's actually all playable."

Fyodor: "..."

"Just leave it to me."

"Okay." Ming Liu added worriedly, "Fei Jia has experience, right? The first time it was really painful, and it took a long time..."

Bringing up the black history again, Fyodor almost ran away.

But he still carried on the steps.

Mingliu's ease continued until Fyodor's kiss fell somewhere, and his whole body trembled:

"and many more!"

How could Fedya do such a thing—

This doesn't fit his style——

Fyodor just concentrates on what he wants to do.

"Feiya, Feiya... woo..." Mingliu grabbed Fyodor's hair indiscriminately, his voice was out of control, "I want to see you..."

He scratched his lungs to see Fyodor's expression at this moment.Just imagine...

But Fyodor grabbed his hand, rubbed away the fingers curled up by reflex, and pressed him tenderly but irresistibly.

As for why.

because……

Shame.

……

He was ashamed that the line was really low, but Fyodor was good at disguising it, and it usually didn't show that he cared about it.It's just that when he wants to do such an extreme thing, he still doesn't want people to see his shameful appearance.

It's a pity that I can see Mingliu completely out of control, but it's enough.

For the first time, he tossed a person to sleep.

Fyodor was also tired. He took a shower with the person in his arms, changed the sweaty quilt, and then lay back on the dry quilt, hugging the heat source to sleep.

A night without dreams.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Fyodor found that the person in his arms was gone, which was not normal, even if Ming Liu rolled because of a nightmare, he would not roll on the bed.At most, he would hit him with a set of meow meow punches in the middle of the night.

"you're awake?"

So he found a small creature staring at him beside the bed, only half a head higher than the edge of the bed, with big eyes.Really small one, can't even tell its age.

He dragged his pajamas that didn't fit at all, lying on the edge of the bed. He didn't know how long he looked at Fyodor. When he found that Fyodor woke up and stared at him, he opened his mouth:

"You hug me to sleep." His tone was very calm, and the childish voice was crisp, "Excuse me, are you a pervert?"

Fyodor: ...

……

Indeed, jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up.

……

Fyodor lived the life of a nurse in advance.

Anyway, he was already a perverted uncle, he forced Mingliu to eat a healthy breakfast in a way almost intimidating - this kid was a picky eater when he was a child.

And I don't like to talk at all, except for the two sentences in the morning, I have been bored to one side, nestled up and motionless.

Fyodor asked him why he was silent.

Ming Liu: "I'm keeping a pet."

Positioning accuracy.

Fyodor felt that he might not be able to do it.

He picked up the little Mingliu, and simply carried him to work, but when he hugged him, he found that the child had fallen asleep in his arms.Quietly, if he hadn't moved his head against Fyodor's chest, he wouldn't have been able to notice that the man had fallen asleep.

Fyodor didn't dare to type on the keyboard, and didn't dare to move around, so he just hugged him like this.

A little...too good.

I don't know what kind of messy event this time is, he probably figured out the routine of Mingliu's world, and everything can happen in daily life.

So this surprise won't last long.

But Fyodor still inevitably thought about the situation in case Mingliu could not be changed back.This little dumpling looks like it may be seven or eight years old, maybe even younger, and it will take more than ten years before it grows back to adulthood.He was forty at the time...

It's not entirely without benefits.

Holding the soft Mingliu in his arms, Fyodor thought about the possibility of coaxing a child.Wouldn't it be nice to raise him into the look he likes... You must know that the adult Mingliu would never agree to help the Rat of the Dead House destroy the world, but the juvenile mouse, as long as it is trimmed properly, will definitely become the sharpest knife.

This route is quite tempting.

Fyodor couldn't help showing a terrifying smile, lowered his head and rubbed Mingliu's side face.

then.

He found.

The child has a fever.

……

Sigma thinks Fyodor, how should I put it...

I've been a little tired recently, not because of work, but because of subtle things...

Maybe it's about kidney deficiency...

But Sigma will not interfere in other people's emotional life, on the contrary, he respects Mingliu - a big guy who can get along with Fyodor!

This thought lasted until Sigma saw Fyodor holding a child, peeling the candy with his fingers, and there was a strange love in those purple eyes.Not in a universal sense, but purely devil's love, mixed with absolutely unkind expectations.

this screen.

It's really getting worse.

……

When Mingliu was young, he was soft enough to hardly refuse, but his health was very poor. Often Fyodor coaxed him to play for a while, and he was so tired that he wanted to sleep.

Fyodor probably knew why, at this time Ming Liu had already been entwined with a rather powerful curse.Depending on the situation, it should be natural.

The subsequent killings only fed the curse.

He didn't ask Mingliu unnecessary things, such as... his parents.

This curse is probably related to Mingliu's parents, it is undoubtedly cruel to ask.Killing relatives, this is one of the curses entwined on Yetu, Mingliu didn't mention it, and Fyodor didn't want to ask.

No mother-in-law is undoubtedly a good thing.He analyzed it calmly.God knows if he could have survived the hands of the two night rabbits if he had.

Mingliu is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The specific manifestation is that the ominous aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, even Fyodor, who has a weak sixth sense, can sense the growth of some kind of terrifying thing, which is so strong that it can crush a stubborn little life. the point.

A turning point of some kind is coming.

Ming Liu spent most of his time sleeping, he ate less and less, and even waved his hand to express his boredom with sweets.

……

"Uncomfortable," he said.

……

Even if Fyodor knew that, according to history repeating itself, this crisis would only be overcome without any danger, he still softened his heart.

He had to consider going to the world of spells and find Gojo Satoru to solve the curse.

However, when he arrived, an accident happened.

……

Odasaku looked at the two sickly and weak danzi who were tightly pressed together in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

One has a high fever and the other has a low fever.

"Dazai, bring the medical kit here." He skillfully picked up the two children and began to take care of them skillfully.

Really experienced in this area.

Osamu Dazai looked at the two unconscious children curiously.Among other things, cute is quite cute, and he looks very good with his eyes closed.He couldn't help poking and pinching with his hands.

"Don't bully them."

"I didn't." Dazai quibbled.

"What should I do now?"

"Look for Gojo Satoru," Dazai said, "or you can find him."

This refers to the leader Zai.

"Then I'll give him a call."

Takenzai pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, the feeling of robbing Odasaku with himself was really bad.

Obviously he was the one who met Odasaku first, and he was the one who came first.

Leader Zai: This world is obviously mine, and I came first.

……

In short, the leader Zai received Odasaku's call with great joy, happily accepted Odasaku's request, pushed the work, and ran away.

What the leader Zai never expected was that when he opened the door of Oda Writer, he saw four familiar but unfamiliar dumplings.

……

Leader Zai: What about Oda Tsukuru, who is my age?

……

He reluctantly took away the four regiments and raised them in the chief's office, a place that was a bit of a hell.

His handover work is slow and long-lasting, and it will take another year before he can leave the pick and run away.

Among the four dumplings, there was a trumpet Dazai Osamu who he particularly disliked, and of course the trumpet Dazai Osamu didn't like him either, with a sullen face all day long.

Then came Mingliu, who was seriously ill, and Fyodor, who was also sick.

And Odasaku who is as woody as a rock.

How nice.The leader Zai Yinyang thought strangely.None of the four children had normal emotions.

troublesome.

Odasaku spent most of his time looking at the sick two, which shows that he is the most mature.

"Mr. Dazai. Meiru has a fever again."

This hit by Mr. Dazai directly crushed the heart of the leader Zai.This is Odasaku!It's Odasaku!

Odasaku calls him "Mr. Dazai"!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

……

Leader Jae: I, I feel like I'm going to heaven!

……

The leader, Jae-sung, has learned the joy of raising children.

The first is that he can torture himself.Little Dazai is so much fun to scare. "Azhi, come to my side." The leader Zai deliberately spoke in his own most hated, sweet and gentle tone but concealed countless malice.He just likes to see him trembling with fear and unwilling to approach him.

Then there is Odasaku, needless to say, Odasaku is so cute in everything he does.

Then came the persecution of Fyodor.Fyodor is also a child who is too precocious, and it is almost impossible for his peers to catch up with his thinking, but it is different here, the leader Zai can almost suppress him in all directions.And... perhaps because of the almost "martyrdom" behavior of the leader Zai, Fyodor naturally likes his temperament very much.

"Mr. Dazai." Softly, "Can I read this book?"

Of course the leader Zai agreed, and he was also willing to teach Xiaofei Jia how to learn.He was looking forward to the shameful appearance of Fyodor when he woke up.

Finally, there is the very troublesome Mingliu.

It can't be controlled... This disease can't be cured just by treating it. Even Wujo Wu came over to take a look, and said to find the root cause, or wait for him to get over it by himself.

……

Nakahara was also fortunate to see Osamu Dazai surrounded by four children.

As the leader's successor, he also developed a poker face to a certain extent, and remained calm and calm.

Until he finished his work report and closed the door.

The entire face of the top cadre was distorted.

Oh my god, Mr. Sendaimori likes children, but Dazai didn't like that before, but now he's obsessed too.

It can't be a curse—

When he becomes leader—

won't also—

The Central Plains will also be split.

……

Of course, this matter was the same as the countless incidents in the past, and it was suddenly resolved one day.

Mingliu, who was the first to recover his body, hugged the little Fyodor and said goodbye to the leader Zai.

He was not in a good mood, and the childhood that should have been forgotten all came back these days.Naturally, it would not be a bad time to revisit my childhood, even though I was sick, I was accompanied by so many people.But I always think of the time when I was alone in a small corner in my real memory.

It's cold.

He is a little irritable.Because he remembered everything, including his parents' affairs.

"Fei Jia, now that I think about it, I did take the lives of my parents." Ming Liu hugged Fyodor and walked under the tree.

They have known each other for more than a year. After winter, there are scattered buds on the tree, which are cherry blossoms.

"I'm not a pure-blooded night rabbit..." This is the reason for his poor physical fitness when he was young. "My parents, their relationship is not so beautiful. Interracial love, just like us."

"My birth was the result of a mistake."

"Yutu's life is very dangerous... My father once chased his mother to an alien planet and was attacked. I don't know exactly what happened, except that one of them almost died." They don't talk about it in front of children These.

"The grief-stricken party chose to make a deal with the creatures on that planet, in exchange for a way to extend life. The two parties share life, and the price is a curse that will be entangled forever. It can also be called the price of fate, a contract, and the like. "

"It's nothing. Until I was born, all the curses were entwined on me." He said calmly, "So they are naturally very guilty of me."

"They love me very much."

"But I'm still crushed by the curse."

"Fei Jia, guess what they did if I survived?"

Fyodor hugged him tightly.

"The most interesting thing is." Mingliu's tone was a little light, and he could drift away at any time, "I survived and forgot all of this, and was dominated by Yetu's blood, and walked towards the path they least liked."

For a while he lived foolishly in the house where his parents would never wake up, sitting like an emotionless shell until space pirates who came exploring scavenged for supplies and took him away.

From the side of the two withered corpses.

"The curse on me has not been completely broken." Ming Liu smiled, "On the contrary, it has grown stronger, mixing the love and hope from my parents."

"I think there should be something stuffed in it from Fedya now?"

"I live by a curse, Fyodor."

He wrapped the cloak around Fyodor, who had no clothes because he had grown bigger.

"Please, keep cursing me."

……

"That's not a curse."

Before the first cherry blossoms of spring opened, Fyodor said from under the tree:

"That's love."

The author has something to say: about the fact that I was dissatisfied with the ending of the main text and re-conceived an ending.

Concluding remarks as usual:

I have a bit of a romantic plot, although you may not get the point, because my brain circuit is quite strange... Before the cherry blossoms are in bloom, when all the good things are still being conceived, I just... wish this pair of CPs a limitless future.

Well, it's over, now it's really over, I have nothing more to write.

To tell the truth, self-reflection, there are many places that are unsatisfactory. After all, it is always difficult to start writing again after a long time.But when it was finished, I still felt worthy of myself and satisfied with the ending.

And I also have a plot concept that I am particularly satisfied with, such as "Oda Zuo", hehehe... Although the collection of the knife is reversed and the income is deducted, I am happy!yeah!

In other places, there must be sweet points. He Tuo has been sticky for a long time. A year ago, I still couldn't write about love at all... Well, it has improved.

A few days ago, I saw someone commenting that my article is of the type of love brain.

Ah, touched, I can actually walk into the ranks of love brains.As expected of a sweet text contestant, he warrior.

Thank you very much for your company, really appreciate it.Then, in order to thank everyone, there will be a full-order lottery event.

At the same time, I very, very hope that you can click on the column to click on the author's favorite QAQ, follow me, and then you can eat roasted pigeons.

Please finish the rating and please everyone!Please, please, even if you want to play Samsung, you must use reasons that I can accept, such as "barely watchable", "not bad", "Fei Jia ooc", and don't say "too few words" in the final score, they are long How can the number of words and the quality of the story be related to the pigeon with a glass heart (screaming)——

(Nevertheless, of course I prefer five stars, when I know I don't deserve it)

As for the follow-up article of the column Shuangzai, it will be published soon!I've already written the beginning!The copy is ugly () but I hope everyone can take a look at the text before going to 1551...

I just want to write Zai Zai stickers, hehe!

Finally, I want to say goodbye to everyone_(:з」∠)_

Of course, I hope that it will be a short separation with everyone, and I look forward to the day when we will meet again.

wave.