What a joke about your mother.

Qing Changye moved his lips: "No need. Mom remembers this kindness of son's mother."

A trace of doubt flashed across Zero's face: "Shouldn't you say no? Then I can push it down."

"Yes," Qing Changye fooled him: "So you can't push it down now, what should I do?"

"..." Ling looked entangled, Qing Changye picked up a bath towel and put it on the boy's head: "Go to bed early."

"Hey hey hey," Zero followed him a few steps towards the door: "I always feel that something is wrong?"

Qing Changye ignored him, and Zero opened his mouth at this time: "According to the plan I checked, my son should sleep with his mother on Mother's Day."

"Is it just a chat with a quilt?"

"Yes," a sly light flashed through the boy's eyes: "I will definitely not do anything bad to you."

"Okay, I will have one bed for you."

“…”

Qing Changye had a long dream. In the dream, he always felt something was chasing him. Even if he kicked the other party away, the latter would linger it again and again. He always felt that he accidentally stepped into a stream, and that stream was still warm... When he woke up the next morning, Qing Changye saw the dry white liquid beside him. He forced himself to hold Zero up and beat him up. The latter seemed to be sleeping lightly, and noticed that there was movement beside him. The boy gradually opened his dark blue eyes. Qing Changye looked at the part of Zero's gradually vigorous after awakening, and thought to himself that the young man was very energetic. The boy smiled: "Why do you stare at me when you wake up?"

Because I'm a Dingdang Cat.

Qing Changye: "Do you want to eat roasted birds?"

"..." Zero showed an alert expression. Qing Changye suddenly laughed. It was a very relaxed and sincere smile. Zero didn't know what he was laughing at, but there was no doubt that this was the first time he saw Qing Changye laughing so happily. The young man's ebony eyes narrowed slightly, fluent like a crescent moon. The teeth were slightly exposed between his red lips, and there was even an undetectable smile on the side of his mouth. Zero grabbed his wrist. The Zerg was very strong. He heard the voice of the boy: "It's mine when you smile from now on."

"Well," he got out of bed while wearing his shoes: "Why?"

"Because we've been sleeping in the same bed."

"But I have been sleeping with many people."

"What????!" Zero spoke quickly: "Who told me the name and appearance, please describe the smell in detail? Is it very good to want to fight? I want to make the corpse blood flow into a river and let the world collapse..."

"I don't want to make fun of you. Go and buy breakfast." Qing Changye added: "Let's watch less novels and TV series like this."

"Impossible, Qing Changye!" Zero said angrily: "It's clear that you should buy it today! You lost to me three times when you hit the King of Fighters! You're so disappointed!"

"Good son. Mom loves you."

"..." Zero turned around silently and got out of bed.

I don't know if it was because of living in York for a while, Qing Changye's pace of life gradually slowed down. In the past, he had endless things to do every day, such as selecting information from A's database to find appropriate targets, and rubbing Miss Natasha from time to time to clean up the mess. Now he has become very leisurely. No need to find antiques for the time being. Anya has burned more than half of it, and he has not enough time to buy a painting. The biggest headache every day is Zero's various adolescent troubles. The little madman has been practicing skateboarding recently. When Zero's face was harsh, a girl whistling at him while practicing, Qing Changye almost laughed out loud.

"The girl whistles at you?" "Yes." Zero touched his chin: "Don't worry, no matter how beautiful they are, I won't be interested."

"Not this," he glanced at Zero with some pity: "You have been teased by human girls. How slim is your face?"

"Qingchangye!" Zero's supernatural powers ran away in an instant, and the furniture was blown up halfway: "I want to kill you!"

"Domestic violence?"

I don’t know what Ling thought of, his face suddenly turned red, and the boy trembled at Qing Changye and withdrew his hand: “Stinky, smelly hooligan…”

Qing Changye was inexplicably surprised. He saw the boy bleeding from his nose, so he could only teach him to look up his head while looking for a tissue. Zero's blood was really heavy. Qing Changye wanted to ask him what kind of erotic scenes you thought of were stimulated like this, but the boy turned a blind eye to his voice. But the color on his face became redder and red, like a burning cloud. Qing Changye couldn't help but start to figure it out. He imagined the scene where the boy cried and accused him of a stinky hooligan at him...

Hmm.

Qing Changye covered his lips. He couldn't think about it anymore, and wanted to lose his composure again.

Daily fun is really a very interesting thing. As long as Zero doesn't cause trouble, Qing Changye feels like he is setting up a big toy that will jump by himself at home. He asked Zero if he wanted to go to a human school. Although the latter arrogantly refused, he seemed very interested. Qing Changye decided to ask again after a while. The city they lived in is called Wenlan, a small rural town surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is said to be a countryside. In the future with highly developed technological conditions, Wenlan City is very livable in all aspects. If nothing unexpected happens, Qing Changye planned to live in Wenlan for a long time. What Qing Changye didn't expect was that he would meet an acquaintance in a small town far away from the imperial capital.

Wenlan's pasture is very famous, with the best milk supply in the imperial capital. In early September, a lot of sunshine fell from the city above. In the afternoon of Qingchangye, he came back from the city's characteristic museum. He read the introduction to grass planting and livestock breeding for half a day. Wenlan's museum is equipped with voice explanations and induction headphones, so even a person can understand the complex machinery. The place where he lives is not far from the museum, and the sun is just beginning to fall.

There was a gorgeous gilded scene in the sky with sunset, so he simply walked slowly along the road. Along the way, he passed the flea market, where merchants often set up stalls to bid for the auction, and occasionally there were rare treasures. Last time, he accidentally bought a dagger from a genius craftsman here for 33 years. The stall owner thought it was just an ordinary knife. Qing Changye casually looked at all kinds of objects on the stall, and suddenly, a sound hit his ear.

"How much does this cost?"

The speaker's tone was hoarse, and Qing Changye was stunned. He was very familiar with the voice. In that 150-year-old dream, because of potions and psychological hints, this sound always happened in his mind. The source of the sound came from his left rear. Qing Changye didn't know if the other party had discovered him. He wanted to continue walking, but stopped in place because of instinctive fear. He admitted that he was a little afraid of moving forward at that moment. No matter how many times he opened his eyes, it was pitch black from all directions, and cold swept through the depths of his soul.

Anya, Anya, Anya, Anya, Anya... Anya Anya!

Qing Changye couldn't count how many times he called the other person's name in the coffin, from the beginning to the collapse of the person's death, if it was not Miller who opened the coffin, the time for burying alive was reduced by 150 years by the phantom beast. When he came out, he might really give up resistance. The hollowness of his body and soul was enough to allow the other party to easily invade. Just like now, even if it was just a similar voice, he would not dare to leave this area.

"Mom!" Something jumped from behind, and the boy's playful and laughing voice made Qing Changye return to reality from that strange thought: "Why are you standing there? Are you going to fight the King of Fighters tonight?"

"Ask you a question," Qing Changye made a soft voice. He was sure that his volume would not be heard by the witch a few meters away: "Can you win if you fight him if you fight?"

"What? 2v1 is black?" The little crazy man smiled: "No problem, no problem, I buy six pairs of boots, but I can still run away if I can't beat it."

"Okay," he understood the meaning of Zero, and Qing Changye breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm back home."

Qing Changye let Zero and he walk forward with his back. As soon as he passed the corner, Zero let go of him with a serious look: "Is that your enemy or lover just now? It is said that you human men are the most cowards when you see these two types."

“…”

"There is a heavy smell of blood on that person." Zero commented pertinently: "Same kind."

"Can't beat him?"

"I can't beat it," Zero was extremely open and had no shame in his eyes: "I'm still in adolescence, this is the stage when a bug grows. In a few hundred years, I can hit him on the wall."

“…”

"What's your expression?" Zero looked like a kitten with his teeth and claws: "Do you think I'm weak?" He turned his head and walked towards the witch. The young man's steps were windy. Qing Changye knew that he was excited to fight. He grabbed Zero and walked back: "I can't fight, don't send someone to the death."

Zero is about to go wild.

The long-haired witch of black hair approached the time converter. He injected 300 years into the time converter in front of the seller. The other party handed him a broken ancient bow and arrow. What interested Anya was not the bow and arrow itself. The carved patterns on it had extremely strong enchantment ability. Mastering this pattern could improve both the weapon and his own superpowers. He raised his eyes and looked at the corner of the street. Just now, a familiar feeling flashed from his heart. When he looked over, he could only see the backs of the boy and the young man. He could see at a glance that the boy was a Zerg that had not yet developed, and the level of this Zerg was not low. The insects had a very strong sense of territory and race. If he had a conflict with the insect here, countless adult Zergs might come to find his Mafa one after another. What's more...

Since the coffin was lost, the witch tried to search for it many times, but it has been futile. The spell imposed on the coffin determined that only his soul could sense the spell. That is to say, no matter where the coffin was, he could accurately sense its position three hundred years later. No one except him could open the coffin. He also tried many times to stop the tall young man with black hair on the road, but none of them were the one he was concerned about. He did regret that he shouldn't have buried the person alive in the coffin like that.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," the long-haired witch withdrew her gaze, and a faint light flashed through her sapphire eyes: "Just thinking I saw the kitten walking around."

"Boss, have you ever raised a cat? Is that cute person who can meow or a cat with an angry figure?"

"Maoer" has a prostitute in slander. The girl means, and Anya ignores him, and the star thief jokes: "But no matter what, can cheetahs and cats coexist peacefully? Although they are both the same subject."

"Of course," a dark smile flashed across the witch's gorgeous face. He looked like the sun. I don't know how many men and women were confused about his eyes when passing by: "They can also give birth to little leopards together."

When he got home, Ling ignored Qing Changye's words and said to him, Qing Changye tried to change the topic. He asked the boy why he appeared in the flea market. The other party looked at him and then stuttered and looked away. Qing Changye almost immediately understood that Zero was going to find him. The Zerg's sense of smell was very sensitive. They could distinguish the direction of prey based on the smell in the wind. The Federation had made various gases that interfered with the Zerg's sense of smell. Qing Changye was rarely soft-hearted and coaxed the boy for a while. The latter was indeed very easy to get trapped.

"Actually I'm worried about you."

Looking at the sarcastic gaze of "you continue to make up" by Xiaoyu, Qing Changye thought for a while: "Really, if I think you can't beat me, shouldn't you let you go? Anyway, you always feel that I want to separate from you."

Zero was very suspicious. I heard that insects usually had no sense of security. Qing Changye almost let the other party appear around him from time to time and sway. He felt that Zero was more like a dog, and he wanted to leave a mark on his territory at all times. Seeing a trace of hesitation flashing between the boy's eyebrows and eyes, Qing Changye patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much, mom loves you."

"real?"

"I really. I love you."

Sometimes he felt that he was teasing a child, and Qing Changye didn't know how long it took for him to become so patient. He wanted to reach out and pat Zero on the shoulder. When he came into contact with Zero, the latter's body froze without warning. Qing Changye looked over in confusion. The boy's left eye gradually turned red, and Qing Changye realized that his eyes were truly strange, one red and one blue, both bright and weird, especially the red one, which was like a stream of sparks wandering around. The other party's breathing was gradually burning. The boy's pale face gradually showed a painful and joyful expression. Qing Changye took a step back. He wanted to ask what happened to Zero, but the Zerg boy spoke in a hurry.

"From it out, love it out." Zero's eyes flashed with pleasure of prank success, his eyes were bright, like some kind of successful little animal: "I don't know what to do, mom loves me."

“…”
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