When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"Yes~"

Sakuraman's real name, who opened the door in some unknown way, quickly walked to the bedside, looking at Shokuhou who was sleeping, with an expression of being seized of the opportunity.

However, she quickly put on a smile and put out the medicine box in her hand, "Mr. Yongye, how is your injury? Can I change it for you at this point?"

"No, I just changed it in the middle of the night... I don't have to for the time being."

"Midnight? Could it be..."

As if thinking of something, the real name's eyes once again turned to the sleeping blond girl, and she was constantly seized the opportunity to make her feel quite gnashing at this moment.

"Well...don't worry about it too much, it's just a small matter...it's time for me to get up when it's dawn...let's go have a meal together."

He gently removed the head of the **** his lap, Yong Ye let her rest on the pillow without Shokuhou not paying attention, but walked off the bed by himself, and invited her real name to eat with her, in order to divert her. 's attention.

"Breakfast? Well~ I hope I can wait until then, and my spirits haven't fully recovered yet."

The real name looked away from Shokuhou who was sleeping and looked at Yongye, with unspeakable regret on his face.

"It's really troublesome to share a body, it's always rotating, although~ there are also many benefits."

"It can only be said... that misfortune and good fortune depend on fortune and misfortune lie in it?"

Yong Ye has always been not very good at facing the real name of the same body as Qi, especially now this question is also a bit difficult for him to answer, and after holding it for a long time, he can only say such a sentence.

"Oh, is that so?"

"...Probably, that's it."

Yingman's real name smiled happily, but Yongye seemed to be chatting awkwardly. After all, he was not very good at ordinary chat...

Now Yong Ye doesn't hate Yingman's real name, but feels a little sorry for her inexplicably, but he doesn't know how to get along better with her, so during the chat, he can only secretly focus on the concert at night, considering To improve their own plans, to avoid the existence of loopholes.

Say a good thing that has nothing to do with me...

Dirty Guest No. 9 started the activity of codewords, but we didn't save the manuscript, so we didn't participate in the activity (anyway, if you can't win, just giving up is the kingly way), after all, those big guys will be doing their best at that time... and I actually Every day I am in a state of bursting with rewards, but it leads to lack of stamina...

Regarding the question of the bounty that has been asked all the time, I don't know whether the bounty has been finished last month, but it should be almost finished, and I will count it tonight...

Finally... After previewing the big guys from all walks of life, they will ask for a referral ticket, monthly pass, and blade for the poor self while turning into a code word machine for the filthy guest bonus and ranking... um... The free one given every month is just fine... (That's the main purpose...)

Chapter Thirty-Three Now... let's get started!

Indeed, as Yingman's real name said before, she still hasn't recovered. She only appeared after chatting with Yong Ye for a while, because Yong Ye expected that Qi's appearance might bring new troubles, so she deliberately She took him to the restaurant, but before she got to the restaurant, she fell into a deep sleep again, and her consciousness changed to Yu Qi.

This is an expected situation, so possible troubles are avoided, which makes Yong Ye relieved for various reasons.

"What's wrong? You look relieved?"

The recovered prayer looked at Yongye beside him in confusion.

"No... it's no big deal, please don't mind."

Shaking his head, indicating that he doesn't need to care about such trivial matters, Yong Ye continued to come to the restaurant with Qi.

In front of the dining table, under the earnest gaze of Yu Qi, Yong Ye was eating the simplest hand-made food... rice **** with sauerkraut and shredded pork, which did not look very dignified.

"how does it taste?"

"Um...this..."

Ordinary, isn't it just the taste of rice balls? This is the real thought in Yong Ye's heart. After all, there are ready-made ingredients. No matter what, it will not be too bad, but it will not be too good. Can you still eat flowers?

After all, he is a wounded, shouldn't the normal wounded eat and drink (Yong Ye's own point of view)? What do you call a rice ball... But after all, this is what I asked for last night, and I can't fight the emotion of praying for cooking...

"Very good, the best rice **** I've ever had in my life."

After swallowing the mediocre rice ball, Yong Ye praised without hesitation.

"real?"

Yong Ye's exaggerated remarks aroused suspicion.

"real."

Yong Ye nodded seriously.

Then... a faint smile appeared on Qi's face, she turned around... and brought out a large pot of handmade rice balls.

Obviously, they were all made last night, and Qi seems to be like ordinary girls occasionally, because he likes to hear what he likes, and inevitably ignores some small things.

"That's all for the night."

"...I think...the overnight stuff isn't really good..."

"Will it fall down?"

There was a little sadness on Qi's face, which made Yong Ye change his words.

"...No, in fact, it's not a bad thing every once in a while..."

Reaching out and holding down the hand that Qiben intended to throw away, Yong Ye finally chose to compromise... Anyway, he is not picky about food, and he can eat whatever he can digest.

So ever.

On the table in the early morning before dawn, Yong Ye, under the watchful eyes of Qi beside him, tasted a lot of rice **** hand-made by Qi.

At this time, he can only be glad that his food intake is larger than the average person, and he doesn't need to worry about the problem of not being able to eat it all, even if he can eat all of it, it's just... It's weird to be stared at all the time.

When the sky was bright, the power supply was finally restored.

After Yong Ye finished eating all the rice **** that Qi made, when she returned to the room, Shokuhou Cao Qi still hadn't woken up... So Yong Ye, out of a basic gentleman's demeanor, not only did not look at the bottom of her nightgown leaking in spring , I didn't see that it might be because the nightgown did not fit, so many of the white and tender bodies that seemed to be half-covered were torn apart, but to a certain extent, I tried to straighten the nightgown as much as possible, and the The kicked quilt was put back on her.

But it was this move that made the sleeping girl think he was the one who disturbed her sleep, grabbed his hand impatiently, and pulled him towards her.

It seems that she intends to throw it away directly, but...

... In order to resurrect the Valkyrie, Yong Ye's remaining strength is simply not enough for him to meditate and repair, and he also intends to repair his body at one time by completing the Golden Day Evolution Technique in the evening, so now his physical condition is very bad, and he has some Feeling unsteady and weak.

This sudden attack, without noticing what made him fall, he fell directly, and then... when he instinctively stretched out his hand to hold down something to stabilize him, he directly pressed one hand on the soft and surprisingly elastic chest. Ministry, because here is the highest...

It is different from the young wives and wives I have touched in the past, and it is much more elastic. Is this really because of age? No... No, this kind of boring question shouldn't be considered at this time...

"...Anyway, it must not be my fault."

Looking down at the white and flawless mountain peaks that he had inadvertently held down with his right hand after he lifted the nightgown because of the girl's struggle, Yong Ye's first thought was who was responsible.