Rains in early autumn are much more frequent than in summer.
It rained one after another over the weekend, which seemed to make the flannel ball at home fall into melancholy. He squatted on the balcony all day, looking up at the raindrops in the sky with his big sapphire eyes at a 45-degree angle, like a hazy poet.
"Guji?"
There is a fish tank next to her, with little bubbles of honey in it, as if she is accompanying Tuantuan.
wrong.
Either it seems, or he is accompanying her.
Because the fish tank itself was miraculously moved to the balcony with her furry little claws by some unknown means, and the relationship between the two girls also did not know when it became so harmonious.
The friendship between girls is so strange sometimes.
Tuan Tuan would put his paws into Honey's body every day when he had nothing to do, and stirred and teased her. Unexpectedly, over time, the originally timid slime became emotionally aroused.
Cat and slime posts, um...
It's quite loving when I think about it.
"Meow?"
"Ji...Gugu?"
"Meow…"
…
Tuan Tuan and Mi Zhi chatted while looking at the rain outside the balcony. They were just short of a frame of green plums before they could have a drink and talk about heroes.
In the living room, Qin Ren happened to be leaning on the sofa and watching the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The episode he was watching was the episode on Forging Heroes. The soft and fragrant Luo Yao was rubbing against him in his arms. He was not at all restless, which made Qin Ren angry.
She kept frowning and pinched her from time to time:
"ADHD?"
"Qin Ren, can you hug me well?"
Luo Yao also frowned, and Qin Ren only held it with one hand perfunctorily. The covering feeling on both sides of the waist would be asymmetrical and uncomfortable, so he would twist around.
But Qin Ren is very lazy.
Or rather lazy.
So he didn't bother to pay attention to Luo Yao. If he didn't have this gadget in his arms, Qin Ren would have planned to just lie down with Ge You.
After all, on weekends for social animals, both physically and mentally, the more salty it is, the better.
Especially after getting used to the life of Yu Yourong being the head of the house, and starting to cook and do housework again after many days, Qin Ren needs to get used to it, so when it is not necessary, he is more lazy than Lightning in "Zootopia" to move.
"Prime Minister!"
"Xuande!"
…
Two big guys on TV are having a drink and discussing heroes. Qin Ren, no matter how old he is, can always find peace of mind from these classic old TV series, but Luo Yao, who has also watched it once, is confused.
, smiling like a little hen and trembling with flowers.
The flower branches trembled, and the crotch also trembled. A girl of this age did not have the proud capital of Yu Yourong in her chest. What could tremble was her little butt, which was as soft and bouncy as pudding, and trembled like a small motor.
"Luo Yao, I doubt you understand this show at all. What's so funny about this?"
"Because this bearded man looks very strange when he smiles, and looks very arrogant."
"He is Ah Man, the Prime Minister of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Shouldn't he be a little arrogant?"
"Oh, he is Ah Man." Luo Yao suddenly realized, "The one who is happy to miss Shu."
"How many times have I said that is Adou?"
The little girl at home has no memory at all. Qin Ren didn't want to say it a third time, so he took his sister's shawl that was lying on the sofa and covered her body with Luo Yao.
…
Now that the weather is getting colder, the slightly cooler physique of the little guy with the human body air-conditioning function is no longer suitable for the new environment, especially on rainy days. When he sits in Qin Ren's arms, he will get goosebumps and shivers from time to time.
of.
Fortunately, the air conditioner was repaired when I repaired the refrigerator...
Qin Ren was proud of his wisdom, otherwise it would have just begun autumn. If the cold little girl still pestered him to sleep with him in winter, she would probably catch a cold when she woke up.
…
"Qin Ren Qin Ren."
Luo Yao, like a kangaroo in her mother's bag, stretched out her little head from her shawl and looked up at Qin Ren:
"Is the Coke ready?"
Ginger Coke was boiling in the small milk pot in the kitchen, and no one was watching it. But Qin Ren was very familiar with time control, so he didn't need to watch it. The other girls in the family were not free at the moment, and his sister went to the bookstore to buy information.
After reading the book, master and apprentice Yu Ling'er continued to slay the red dragon, making strange noises from time to time in Qin Ren's bedroom.
…
"Hmm~"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Rong'er, are you from the Hehuan Sect!"
"Then...that's not because of Master!"
"Bah! I clearly told you to do it by yourself from now on, but you insist on..."
"But if you come by yourself, it will feel more...even worse. Anyway, I am thin-skinned, so I might as well have several people, many thick-skinned people accompanying me..."
"Evil! Who do you think is thick-skinned?" Yu Ling'er held it up angrily.
"Speaking of you." Yu Yourong snorted, still confident.
The master is both skilled and powerful, and he doesn’t know how many times he has done this kind of thing quietly behind his disciple’s back in the past few hundred years. Yu Yourong always gets dizzy after a while.
It's like a daydream. In the dream, the master was picking cherries. He was clumsy and couldn't pick them off for a long time. As a result, the cherries turned into cherries...
Oh no.
The cherries were black and red, but the ones in the dream were bright red. Considering this, Yu Yourong felt that a more accurate description would be, from small pale pink cherries to large, bright red cherries.
All in all, I would have to do this kind of daydreaming probably two or three times a week.
As I said before, this red dragon can't be cut off at once, it can take more than half a year at least, and it can take three to five years at most.
During this period, Yu Yourong's "little cutie" was left to the master and apprentice to handle. Qin Ren was curious, but it was difficult to ask questions.
"Actually, I'm also curious." Luo Yao rubbed her nose, "Qin Ren, do you think they might have eaten their balls secretly?"
"You just know how to eat."
Qin Ren played with Luo Yao's thin lips. Although he was also curious, his curiosity was definitely different from Luo Yao's. Compared with the whereabouts of the eggs, he was more concerned about the process of Yu Yourong's laying eggs...
No matter how I think about it, I find it inexplicably tempting...
well.
He didn't know if there would be an opportunity to satisfy this curiosity in the future. Thinking about it from this perspective, Qin Ren felt that it was a pity that Yu Yourong killed the red dragon.
"The Coke should be ready." Qin Ren looked at the time and patted Luo Yao.
"oh."
Luo Yao was unmoved and shrank in her arms:
"Go get it."
"De Xing, you have to have a limit when you open your mouth when you eat, right?"
"But I have a good friend here~" Pixiu tried to buff himself, and began to rub Qin Ren's inner thigh with his soft little feet very thoughtfully.
"You can't do strenuous activities while being good friends, but you can't move either! Immobility affects blood circulation, which is also harmful. Do you understand?"
However, Qin Ren was upright and insisted on letting Luo Yao pour the Coke by herself. On the surface, this made sense, but in fact, he was stuck in a deep state of laziness and could not extricate himself.
On a weekend in early autumn, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. It was raining heavily outside, and occasionally I heard a cat meow...
What a pleasant life, who can I deserve if I don’t be lazy?
After sending Luo Yao away, Qin Ren took the opportunity to change his position and began to lie down, relaxing contentedly. He almost fell asleep in a hazy moment, but little did he know that a certain spiritual beast was pouring Coke into a small bowl at the dining table.
, while silently observing him thoughtfully.
Tons tons tons——
Luo Yao touched her warm belly and sat at the dinner table, drinking Coke.
Click——
"I'm back... huh?"
A few minutes later, when Gu Qing finished buying books and returned home, the little girl's eyes were still looking directly in Qin Ren's direction. Gu Qing stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes:
"Luoyao, what are you looking at?"
"Look at your brother."
Luo Yao answered casually, pursed her lips, took a sip of Coke, and blinked, as if talking to herself or asking Lu Qing:
"Why do men always like to put one hand in their pants when they are sitting alone on the sofa..."
"???"
Gu Qing was stunned, what a strange question this was.
However, when I subconsciously looked at my brother's position, I saw that Qin Ren was slumped comfortably on the sofa, with one hand casually placed on his stomach, and the other hand was indeed tucked into his pants, squirming from time to time.
Well…
Is this a habit of my younger brother, or is it a habit of all men?
Gu Qing didn't know clearly, but from what Luo Yao said, it seemed to be a habit of all men.
But this little kid has never been in contact with a man in Liuyun Sect before, so why does he seem to have a lot of knowledge?
"Luo Yao, have you... seen anyone like this?" Gu Qing asked tentatively.
"No, just Qin Ren."
The little brat is indeed still a brat, and he doesn’t have much knowledge:
"But someone on the Internet said this."
"Online?"
"Yeah, a woman, on Douyin."
Luo Yao recalled:
"She said that many men unconsciously like to put their hands in their pants and pick mushrooms when they are relaxing. She also said..."
Picking...picking mushrooms?
These are some weird bloggers. Gu Qing's scalp went numb when he heard:
"What else did she say?"
"She also said that when it comes to things like mushrooms, many men tend to veer to the left, and only a very small number of lucky ones do."
Luo Yao babbling, raised her head innocently:
"Gu Qing, which side is your brother on?"
"This...how do I know this!"
Although the words of a child are innocent, Gu Qing's face still turns red after hearing this. She is a big girl, how can she discuss mushrooms with a pretty little lolita...
Besides, it's been so many years. The last time I took a bath with Qin Ren, the Third Ring Road in Rongcheng was still a vast wasteland. How could Lu Qing remember such a thing...
"Luo Yao, don't watch that woman's videos in the future, she is a bad woman."
"?"
Luo Yao doesn't understand why people are bad women. Is it because of picking mushrooms?
To be fair, Luo Yao would pick things up for fun from time to time in the morning. Doesn’t that mean she is also a bad woman?
Huh? No...
If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to count, because Luo Yao uses "step", which is different from "pick", so she can't be considered a bad woman.
After figuring this out, Luo Yao felt relieved and continued to drink Coke while thinking about taking a peek at Qin Ren one day to see which way he was leaning.
