On the correct posture to disturb the plot

[Xiao Xiaoshou: Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon! 】

When Mu Huaixi recovered his emotions and returned to the hot spring, Duan Zixiao was about to fall asleep, his head was lighting up and down, and it would make a light noise every time it touched the water.

Mu Huaixi reached out and picked up Duan Zixiao, covered his body with his underwear, and carried him into the room like this.In just a few dozen steps, Mu Huaixi almost disarmed and surrendered.The touch of the smooth and soft skin has been transmitted from the position of the palm to all the limbs, causing him to tremble. The face close at hand is stable and soft, as quiet and beautiful as a child.The hot breath can be sprayed on Mu Huaixi's cheeks, so close that it seems that just by lowering his head slightly, his lips can touch the small and upright nose of the person in his arms.

Mu Huaixi withdrew his gaze, put Duan Zixiao on the bed, reached for a clean handkerchief, wrapped his wet long black hair and gently rubbed it.Duan Zixiao frowned, muttered, and with his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand out of thin air and grabbed Mu Huaixi's lock of hair hanging down to his chest, holding it in the palm of his hand.

Mu Huaixi chuckled, his children are really cute.It's just... addictive.

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When Duan Zixiao woke up, the sun was already high.

Duan Zixiao yawned, stretched out habitually, hugged the humanoid pillow beside him, stretched out his slender white thighs and rubbed them, and let out a pleasant moan.

"Are you awake?" A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Duan Zixiao was so frightened that he froze and remained motionless. It took him a long time to realize that he, he, he, he actually put the beautiful master to sleep? ! !

Duan Zixiao was so frightened that his little face turned pale, and he quickly concentrated all his sensory organs on the shy part behind him, huh?Why didn't the pain as imagined dare to come, is it because the master's technique is too good, or his weak physique is very suitable for being inserted?

Duan Zixiao's face was blue and white, and after making a hundred determinations, he raised his head reluctantly, pulled a smile uglier than crying, and greeted his master in a daze: "Good Moning, tether. ..um...mynameisHanmeimei...no, no, no, I should be Li Lei..."

Me, I was so frightened that I forgot that I was a man!

Mu Huaixi saw that the child in his arms started talking nonsense early in the morning, frowned and stretched his hand to his forehead to ask the question, and said, "I don't have a fever, why did I commit a crime so early in the morning. "

Master, under my guidance, you actually understood the correct way to use the word "Zenger", Zixiao expressed his great satisfaction! !

Duan Zixiao blushed, looked at Mu Huaixi and said awkwardly: "Master, I, why did I put you to sleep... No, why are you lying on my bed? Last night... ..."

Mu Huaixi smiled slightly, with a hoarse and pleasant voice: "Last night you fell asleep after soaking in the hot spring for a while, so I carried you back, but you kept grabbing my hair, so I had no choice but to talk to you Sleep together."

Duan Zixiao put down the lock of hair that was still held in his hand in embarrassment, scratched his head and said, "Master, I don't remember anything. Didn't... nothing happened last night?"

Mu Huaixi's eyes suddenly became dark, and he lowered his head close to Duan Zixiao's ear, and his gentle breath poured on his sensitive ears, making Duan Zixiao tremble all over, and his ears suddenly turned red.

"Except for the bad sleep, he punched me seven times with his fists, bit me five times with his teeth, and kicked me six times with his feet. Nothing happened."

Duan Zixiao looked at the neat tooth marks on Mu Huaixi's arm with his face flushed, and he couldn't help thinking about how he tortured Master's body last night, so he closed his eyes decisively and started to pretend to be dead.

Mu Huaixi chuckled, pinched Duan Zixiao's little nose, and said helplessly, "Get up quickly, didn't you make an appointment to go to the lake with Huai Jin and the others today? I'll take you out to play later."

Duan Zixiao opened his eyes, a pair of nimble black eyes crooked with a smile, as bright as stars.

Master treated me really well! !

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The warm wind is blowing, the willows are swaying, and the city of brocade is blooming in March.

On the gazebo, a handsome young man in a green shirt with a jade hairpin on his head is currently holding a piece of cold cake with his left hand and a quilt with his right hand, and chattering to the two young men in beautiful clothes in front of him with spit. wearing something.Sitting next to him was a handsome man in white clothes who looked like a crown of jade, and patted the boy's head from time to time while frowning.

"So, let me tell you, that kid will never be able to beat you! Just rest assured, just charge forward, and there will be a master behind you to block you!"

The person who spoke was Duan Zixiao. He stuffed the cold cake into his mouth seriously, and educated the second and third children of the Mu family who were listening respectfully and attentively: "Sai Shi will be considered a piece of shit! I crushed them to death." It's like playing!"

Mu Huaixi couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and patted his head heavily, with a dignified expression, but a very doting tone: "Zi Xiao, how can you speak so vulgarly."

Duan Zixiao rubbed his aching little head, looked at Mu Huaixi with tears in his eyes and said sadly: "Master, your slap killed at least tens of thousands of my brain cells, it hurts so much."

Mu Huaixi rubbed him lightly in distress, and said, "It's my teacher's fault."

The second child and the third child of the Mu family, who had been forgotten in the corner of the two-person world, looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Where did the fairy-like elder brother of their family go?

Mu Huaijin had no choice but to have the courage to interrupt the public show of affection between the two, and asked: "Then between Yizi Xiao, how can I defeat that young master of the Zhao family? Then young master Zhao has been famous in Jincheng since he was a child." , in the name of a genius, every time in the poetry competition, he stole the limelight, and even did that... disrespectful behavior to me, I, I..."

Mu Huaijin suddenly remembered the picture of himself being bullied by Zhao Mo all the year round, and couldn't help but feel sad, and couldn't help but redden his eyes.

Duan Zixiao hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, I'll help you with a big counterattack, so that he will never dare to look down on you again, isn't it just a poetry competition? For you and me, brother Duan, it's a piece of cake! "

Mu Huaijin looked at Duan Zixiao excitedly and said, "Can Zixiao also compose poetry?"

Duan Zixiao gave him a look like an ignorant fool, his eyes froze for a moment, he tossed his long black hair, and said domineeringly, "If you don't let you see my true talents, I'm afraid you won't like me." I know why the flowers are so red!"

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And in another dimension...

"Number! Number! You must help me this time!" Duan Zixiao cried without tears.

Serial number 89757: "Customer Duan, you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you say such big words."

Duan Zixiao said with a sad face: "Then what can I do, I can't give up, can I? I am the protagonist, the protagonist must be domineering and revealing!"

Serial number 89757: "You didn't include talent and learning when you set the protagonist's domineering side leak."

Duan Zixiao pointed to the sky and swore: "If God gives me another chance, I will definitely let the domineering Duan Zixiao be so domineering in terms of literary talent."

Serial number 89757: "There is no such opportunity. You should find a way to save yourself now. Lord Ji said to let me have less contact with you, so as not to be led astray."

Duan Zixiao roared angrily: "If it wasn't for your brain-dead time travel association to send me to this place where you don't want to shit, how could I have contacted you, idiot!"

Number 89757: "You, you dare to scold me! You are an idiot!"

Duan Zixiao scolded: "Idiot, it's you, idiot! Do you believe it or not that I jumped into the river to kill myself?"

Serial number 89757: "Jump! You are jumping! You have the ability to threaten people, and you have the ability to jump!"

Duan Zixiao then roared: "How dare you use the aggressive method, I tell you, the most feared thing in my life is the aggressive method! You have the ability to use the aggressive method, and you have the ability to come and fight with me!"

As a result, various words to greet the eighteenth generation of their ancestors emerged endlessly between the two, with a variety of tricks, refreshing their respective worldviews. If the war of words can be transformed into energy, then the combined skills of the two can at least create One hundred Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannons. (Cute author: If you don’t know the shape of this cannon, please Baidu XD)

The two were exhausted from the quarrel, panting heavily and cursing intermittently.

Duan Zixiao said in a hoarse voice: "It is simply a failure in the history of human civilization, and a rat feces in the social process."

The number 89757 also said in a hoarse voice: "It is simply a mouse dropping in the history of human civilization, a failure in the social process."

Duan Zixiao said angrily: "Why do you imitate Lao Tzu, you have no creativity at all!"

No. 89757: "This shows that I am flexible in my language, good at learning from others' shortcomings, turning waste into treasure, and have extraordinary literary talents."

Duan Zixiao: "..."

Duan Zixiao was defeated, and said: "Forget it, I don't want to quarrel with you, if you are a brother, just say a word, help or not."

ID 89757: "You can help me, but you must agree to one condition."

When Duan Zixiao heard that there was something interesting, he hurriedly asked: "What conditions?"

Number 89757 lowered his voice and said, "It's like this, Mr. Ji's behavior is a bit weird recently, and I happen to be able to take a vacation for a few months, so I want to put my soul in your body and travel to ancient times or something."

Duan Zixiao said with a look of horror: "You mean, you want to share a body with me?"