[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar, has nothing to do with the main plot

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New Year's Day, Lantern Festival, February [-]th are far away in no time, and Qixi Festival is a total episode - if all the he lines are opened, the compilation CG [-]

#Alias: Which one is strong in picking up girls#

Please pay attention, no matter what you see or understand, please remember!The filthy see the filthy!Yes!Now that you understand, you are no longer naive!

But the little cutie who wrote everything down is still a pure baby.

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Happy New Year Duck!I wish you all a happy new year!

Farhad Line

Roses bloom in spring, rendering a bright color on the sand.

However, the beautiful scenery in the garden has nothing to do with Miao Xuan in the dark hall.

It's really rare that this hall belonging to the Sun King has such a gloomy day.

The huge carved windows are closed, the heavy doors are firmly sealed, and the only light source comes from the translucent crystal zenith, which are mosaiced with crystals of various colors, finely pieced together into a magnificent picture scroll of the Kingdom of God.

But now, the blazing light passes through them, projecting all the colors of the kingdom of God onto the cold ground, onto the tall pure black load-bearing pillars, onto the throne, and the man who opened his body on the throne—— His body is as perfect as a work of art, with smooth and rigorous texture arrangement, masculine and flexible, as beautiful as a soft sword out of its sheath.

His chest was originally a white and healthy complexion, but after being dyed with these colors, it became dreamy and gorgeous.

"Farhad, can you put me down?"

Miao Xuan panted awkwardly. He felt a little uncomfortable in the same position for a long time.

The man with honey-colored skin leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Be patient a little longer, my admiral... my queen, it's almost there."

Miao Xuan: "Wait a minute! I can do it myself when I get back, stop it!"

"As a monarch, how can I let my general leave with them in his mouth? It's too disrespectful." Farhad didn't stop at all, coaxing a child, "If Zilong likes them, go back to the bedroom and I will Give it to you again, okay?"

Gorgeous colors are rendered on the tight body with clear texture, like a perfectly curved bow, and for a while, only broken breaths can be heard in the hall.

After a long time, there was a crisp "clang" sound, and a pair of golden shackles were untied by its owner and thrown to the ground.

Then there was the sound of fabric rubbing.

Miao Xuan stretched out his hand to cover his blushing face: "I can't let you drink next time..."

Farhad licked the side of the queen's neck: "It's so unfair, you can drink as much as you want, why can't I?"

"But I won't get drunk." The admiral of the empire said sullenly, "And Your Majesty, you are the one who is disgraceful."

"So are you going to make an admonition? Then I accept your advice." The monarch agreed like a foolish king, "What you say is what you say."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan said with difficulty: "You promised me the same way last time."

Farhad snorted slightly: "Is there? I don't remember."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Alcohol can mess up sex, it is really a wise saying.

And, the man's nonsense after drinking is really unbelievable.

Miao Xuan finally arranged his clothes, while his monarch had already been fully dressed, sitting on the throne and watching him.

His posture is no longer the usual proud and dazzling, but soft and lazy... like a satiated leopard.

"Let's go." Miao Xuan straightened his collar, "The rectification of the Eighth District has come to an end, and we will arrive within two days—you are not allowed to drink any more."

"Area eight..." Fahad nodded, "Then let's set sail."

"This is the last area. After all the rectifications are completed, there should be a conclusion." Farhad thought thoughtfully, "Zilong, I seem to owe you a lot."

Miao Xuan: "?"

"Is there? For example?"

"For example, a big wedding."

---

griffith line

In the quiet darkness, Myuu woke up.

He felt his throat hurt, so he licked his lips - sure enough, his lips were also dry, like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a long time.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Miao Xuan wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, there was a series of coughs, and he realized that his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

He felt that he might have a fever... It's unbelievable, given his constitution, he would also have a fever because of it.

Miao Xuan's side face was lifted by cold fingers, which made the heat on his face a little more comfortable.

Then it was the familiar temperature again, the cool ice water was finally fed into the mouth, Miao Xuan subconsciously relaxed, and did not stop the uninvited guest who entered the mouth with the water flow.

The water flow was stirred, and it was inevitable that some splashed out. Miao Xuan choked, and wanted to turn his face away and refuse.

"Drink it." A hoarse and rough voice sounded, especially loud in the darkness, "Don't refuse it, you are sick."

The cold fingers were still pressing firmly on his side face, already stained with his temperature: "You have a fever, it's my fault."

After a long time, the thick and hard calluses helped him wipe off the water stains on his chin and throat little by little.

"My lord governor..." The owner of the voice smiled, "You are really tempting now."

Miao Xuan took a deep breath and asked softly, "What time is it...?"

Griffiths: "Three in the morning."

Miao Xuan stopped talking. He moved his wrist and found that there was no restraint on his body. He stood up and took off the blindfold. The surrounding was dark, but it was bright in front of his eyes.

The man stood beside him, holding an empty transparent glass in his hand, and his face was reflected in the glass.

"What's the matter? Your Excellency? Are you regretting to leave?" Griffiths couldn't help but panic when he saw Xuan Zilong's silence. He was obviously the one who took the initiative, but he was worried about gains and losses, insecure, and sarcastically But it was also him, "Yes, after all, you are our benefactor, and your life is safe."

Miao Xuan sighed softly: "Griffiths, why bother?"

After an unknown amount of time, Griffith's voice finally sounded again.

"Yeah, why bother?" He asked, as if he was asking Xuan Zilong, or himself, "Tell me, what am I doing for?"

My desperate and endless waiting, my pitiful and pious captivity, my obsessive and painful extravagance.

What is it, for what?

Miao Xuan sighed, measured his face and kissed his wrist lightly: "No one can stop me, my strength can tear apart all cages, I'm still here because I never thought of leaving."

"Now, can you relax?"

"I won't go, I will accompany you."

---

muawiyah line

Muawiyawa was happy.

His Excellency seems to be avoiding him lately.

As an adjutant who holds all the chief's activities and timetable in his hands, he has failed his duty.

Every Sunday, his chief dismissed his followers and drove away alone. This situation has lasted for as long as a month.

Admonitions were returned, pleadings were declined, and even the people disappeared in the end.

Mu'awiyah: "..."

#This is forcing me to force the palace#

The main reason why he hasn't started to rebel against Xiakeshang yet is because he can see his lord from Monday to Saturday.

However, as an adjutant who was born as a spy, he couldn't catch any clues, and could only rely on waiting and praying to save him. What a gaffe!

In the past, it was enough for him to just look at his lord quietly, but human greed is always endless. Later, he began to desire to follow and accompany him, and after all appeals were tolerated and all offenses forgiven, , and now he can't bear to lose His Excellency's trace.

So Mu'awiyah decided not to wait, he pushed his glasses.

Let me know what's holding you back and diverting your attention - Mr. Adjutant has decided to operate illegally.

Before that, he had been trying to grasp the chief's track through the prescribed method, but since this was no longer effective, it was time to change the method.

Your location is in the underground smelting area of ​​District [-].

Although this positioning is very strange, Mu'awiyah still embarked on the journey of finding her husband thousands of miles away.

There are rich metal deposits beside the smelting area, and a very rare crystal mine was developed half a year ago, and now the operation of the crystal mine has been standardized.

This series of things have all been in the hands of Mu'awiyah, and he really didn't expect the governor to hide here.

Mr. Adjutant's authority has skyrocketed because of the registered partnership with his immediate superior, and now he is unimpeded in the eleventh district.

He easily found his Excellency in the smelting area, and the person who was found had no preparations, but subconsciously clenched his fists to hide the things in his palms.

Mu'awiyah: "..."

#snort! #

#I knew it! #

"Mu'awiyah, why are you here? Is there something urgent?" His chief asked with a frown, as if he wasn't holding something tightly in his hands.

Not guilty at all.

Mu'awiyah: "Your Excellency, may I ask you what is that thing in your hand?"

Miao Xuan: "Uh..."

Under the death stare of the adjutant, Miao Xuan clenched his fist nervously, but because the palm of his hand was not polished well, his hand would inevitably be punctured.

Miao Xuan: "..."

Ah, bad.

"You're bleeding." The adjutant saw the bright red, he stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to spread Miao Xuan's palm.

In the palm of his hand were two semi-finished rings polished by crystal. The shape of the ring was very simple, and the smooth ring was only decorated with stars—it was the stars that were not fully polished that pierced Miao Xuan. The bright red color of her skin was smeared on the stars, with a thrilling beauty.

Mu'awiya stared at them blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

And his lordship was apologetic: "I wanted to give it to you after I finished it, but I didn't expect you to come here today... I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"No, Your Excellency." Mu Aweiye smiled softly, lowered his head and kissed the punctured part of Miao Xuan's palm, "It's me who should be sorry."

Then he lifted up, picked up a star, and put it directly on his ring finger—the ring had not been polished, and the sharp star was cut from his fingertips to the heel, leaving a trace on Mu'awiyah's slender finger. There were scarlet and long bloodstains, which were shocking at first glance.

"Please look, Your Excellency." Mu'awiyah showed the bright red star, as if it had not been cut by it, "It has been completed."

"It's perfect."

---

Neskhis Line

It had been a peaceful dawn.

On the land of the Parthian Empire, the farther you go to the north, the more desolate it becomes. The high mountains and ferocious beasts block the steps of mortals to explore.

In this inaccessible place, since last night, there has been a strange sound of ground chirping.

The ground trembled slightly, and all birds and beasts ran for their lives.

Miao Xuan looked up at the frantic birds in the sky. They struggled and sang like souls escaping from hell, which made everyone's heart tighten.

At this moment, a warm palm pressed the back of Miao Xuan's head and turned his head away. Miao Xuan turned around helplessly and looked at Neskhis beside him: "..."

"I didn't bring you here to watch birds." Neskhis looked eager to try, "A good show is about to be staged, and please don't leave the audience."

Miao Xuan touched the restless black horse under him: "But my horse doesn't seem to be in good condition."

Indeed, like other threatened birds and beasts, the horse that Miao Xuan rode was just an ordinary beast, especially compared with Neskhis' stable white horse, it looked like it was about to pee out of fear.

Neskhis touched his chin: "Indeed...or let it go first."

Miao Xuan: "Then what should I ride?"

"Come with me." Neskhis said earnestly, "My Helios is very stable."

The white horse raised its head and raised its chest, showing disdainful eyes towards Miao Xuan, and Miao Xuan looked at the poor little horse under him: "Sure."

As soon as he got off the horse, Neskhis suddenly leaned over, picked him up by the waist, and placed him directly in front of him.

Miao Xuan: "..."

Neskhis patted the black horse's neck casually, and the terrified little poor one immediately pouted and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Wait a minute! Why am I sitting in front?" Miao Xuan began to protest.

"Helios only obeys my instructions, so that I won't throw you away for a while." Neskhis still kept his righteous face, if he hadn't tightened his arms around Miao Xuan so tightly, Miao Xuan Xuan believed his evil.

A loud noise suddenly erupted not far away, and Miao Xuan turned around in response, and saw an erupting volcano!

The volcanic ash was ejected first, rising up like covering the sky and covering the sun, covering the already dark sky with a layer of thick and obscure clouds.

In the misty volcanic ash, there seemed to be arcs of lightning like lightning, which suddenly lit up and disappeared suddenly. Even if you looked at them from a distance, you could feel their violence, not to mention Miao, who was not far from the volcano at this time. announced.

The soaring dust, followed by the scorching heat wave, and the dazzling dark red magma, layer by layer, rushed one after another, and the power of natural disasters descended from the sky with the momentum of divine punishment!

At that moment, Miao Xuan instinctively wanted to escape, but before he could take action, the people behind him hugged him tightly: "Don't be afraid, I am here, please enjoy its magnificence... it It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Under this dark and violent sky, a golden light curtain rose in vain!It blocks all the dust and karst, and even the thick dark red magma can only leave in a hurry.

Standing in this light curtain and looking at the natural disaster in front of him, it was as if he saw the moment when the planet under his feet was reborn hundreds of millions of years ago.

Rock and fire, destruction and birth.

However, the erupting volcano could not stop the gradually brightening sky, and the rising sun had already jumped out of the ground. Neskhis, who was separated by layers of volcanic ash, seemed to feel it. He looked up at the direction of the sun and raised his hand——

Countless golden rays of light tore apart the sky covered in volcanic ash like sharp blades. They recklessly drove away all darkness, and finally condensed under the light curtain, illuminating their masters as if they were gods.

Miao Xuan turned his head and saw a pair of golden eyes that were undoubtedly the same as Lie Yang.

The arms around his shoulders tightened again, and the warm breath gently brushed against his ears.

"It's hard to come here..." Neskhis lowered his head and sucked his earlobe, "Would you like to give it a try?"

"No one will ever see it—I promise."

---

Tireulius Line

The tranquil sea is the gentlest and most beautiful place in the world.

The sea breeze gently blows across the sea surface, the sound of birds chirping across the air, the warm and not scorching sun shines directly on the sea water, layers of colors are stacked and laid out, and the texture of the waves is like a different kind of flowers blooming on the sea surface. Even the froth on the edge is so lovely and soft.

The light descends from the surface of the sea, lighting up the sea in turn, from the light green of mint, the emerald green, the tail feathers of peacocks, the blue of the sky, the azure blue of the night... until the heaviest black.

In this supposedly tranquil waters, the bubbles surged up with the splashes, and broke gently on the sea surface, like the afterglow of a dream.

In the blue sea water, the white robes sway like waves with the current. If they look like fish tails, then their owners are completely in line with the fantasy of all water charm essences, ghosts and fairies in myths and legends.

Those are two bodies embracing each other, the mating fish, the chasing waves... Such a gesture is almost like the king of the sea kidnapping the princess of the empire.

Tieuliu's long pale golden hair was dyed a light blue in the water, but his green eyes were even deeper under the refraction of the light.

Miao Xuan could see his own reflection in his eyes.

In fact, compared to Tieuliu, he looks more like a water charm fairy now. His original deep purple eyes are more mysterious after reflecting the waves of the sea, and black hair color has always been the most seductive and mysterious color. .

Not to mention his bright red lips - all of which looked sinister against the pale skin.

Miao Xuan pushed the man's chest and found that he was still hugging him tightly, but at this moment he didn't want to spoil him anymore, so he raised his left leg and kicked it firmly on Tileulius' chest.

It seems that the description of Aquaman robbing the princess is not so appropriate. After all, no princess can kick Aquaman away, and at the same time really push him away.

Miao Xuan took advantage of the opportunity to pick up his robe, wrapped it up, and floated to the surface of the water. After soaking in the water for so long, he felt that he was about to wrinkle.

Tieuliu didn't stop him, on the contrary, he pushed him to the surface of the water with the current.

The surface of the water broke, and Miao Xuan sat on the cushion-like surface of the sea, wringing his wet hair with one hand and spit out a few mouthfuls of salty seawater.

The sea water surged like a blooming flower bud, lifting Tireulius out of the water. He was also wearing a white robe at first, but at this time he just casually held the robe in his hand, his wet blond hair clinging to his sculptural body. body.

White and blue, sky and sea.

Tieuliu smiled gently: "What's the matter? Are you not satisfied with my performance?"

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, but Tieuliu likes to investigate the satisfaction after the fact.

Miao Xuan: "..."

Although the skin will wrinkle after soaking for a long time, it seems that I really can't say no against my will...

As if guessing his lover's slander, Tieuliu smiled lightly.

"It seems that I like it, okay, I will continue to work hard."

Miao Xuan: "No, don't think there will be a next time."

"I'm going back, and you are not allowed to come over tonight."

Tieuliu looked easy to speak: "Obey."

The sea breeze blows gently, and the water is shining in the sun.

Tieuliu took a few steps forward and stopped beside Miao Xuan, knelt down on one knee, his emerald green eyes fixed on the people around him.

"Don't ever leave me, okay?"

"Stay in the arms of the ocean, stay in my land, stay by my side."

---

Baili Xingxian

The soup pot is billowing with steam, and the mellow smell permeates every corner of the kitchen.

Miao Xuan hesitated for a moment, and added half a bottle of rice wine to the pot.

If you can’t put potatoes, you can only choose other methods if you want to increase the viscosity of the soup...but it seems that using gorgon water directly is not the best choice.

Miao Xuan raised the spoon and slowly skimmed off the foam on the soup surface.

He put down the small spoon, picked up the big steel spoon, and knocked it back blankly.

There was only a muffled sound, and the steel spoon hit something hard.

Miao Xuan felt something was wrong with his hand, so he withdrew his hand, only to find that the big steel spoon had been knocked out of shape.

Miao Xuan: "..."

Yes, as expected of python skin.

A pair of cold arms hugged his waist tightly, and the moist and light breath brushed the back of his neck: "Is that why you don't welcome me, Xiaoxuan?"

Miao Xuan was ruthless: "Yes, so you can go out."

"Go out?" The person behind pondered for a while, as if he really thought about this proposal seriously, and then he flatly refused, "I refuse."

He bent down and kissed the back of Miao Xuan's neck. This cold and wet kiss from a cold-blooded animal made Miao Xuan shiver instinctively: "Don't get in the way here... Hey! Don't bite."

Baili Xing looked at the fine and ambiguous marks on the back of the young man's neck with satisfaction, then raised his head and rubbed his fluffy ears: "Okay. Why aren't you wearing an apron?"

Miao Xuan: "Why do I have to wear an apron? The apron is dirty and I don't want to wear it."

"Is that so—" Baili Xing sighed regretfully, "That's really frustrating... What's in the pot? It smells so good."

Miao Xuan smiled slightly: "Snake meat soup."

Baili Xing: "..."

"Didn't you ask me why I didn't wear an apron?" Miao Xuan continued, "Because blood splashed on the apron when I was skinning the snake just now, so it was dirty."

"That snake struggled and got blood all over the place...the snake has so much energy."

Baili Xing slowly laughed when he heard Miao Xuan's run on him.

"Thank you for the compliment, Xiaoxuan is also very good."

Miao Xuan's eyes were dead: "I'm not praising you... Come on, you poked me."

Baili Xing apologized unapologetically: "Ah, sorry, this is beyond my control, after all, snakes always have good energy."

Miao Xuan slowly put down the spoon, and pressed the knife on the chopping board with one hand: "If you can't control it, just chop it off."

"Anyway, if one is cut off, there will be one left. If both are disposed of, everyone will be happy."

"This won't work." Baili Xing stretched out his hand to cover the back of Miao Xuan's hand holding the knife, "This kind of knife can't cut my scales, Xiaoxuan can try another method."

"Maybe it can be broken with your teeth... Would you like to try it?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

#Sure enough than shameless I can't win#

He thought for a while, and decided to reason with Baili Xing: "I will say it for the last time, next time it is not allowed to exceed twelve hours."

"Well, okay, it's my fault." Baili Xing was obedient, resting his chin on his shoulder, "If you make mistakes again, they will be dealt with by you."

Miao Xuan: "..."

"Let me tell you." Miao Xuan put the steel spoon into the soup pot, "Next time, you will be the one stewing in the pot after peeling the skin."

#This day can't go on#

The hands on his waist tightened in vain, and Baili Xing's muffled laughter rang in his ears.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to kill me."

"How about hanging with your...?"

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Baili Yue Line

The nights on the Far Eastern Front are always so cold.

White snow fell rustlingly, piling up fluffy on the ground, layer by layer till the thickness of the waist of an adult man.

Even though there are snow cleaning devices on the towering sentry posts, and there are sergeants at designated points to clear the snow, the place is still plain white, and the continuous sentry posts are like the Great Wall carved by ice and snow, standing in the cold wind.

Snowflakes mixed with ice slag fell on Miao Xuan. He was only wearing a thin vest, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Behind him is a sealed simple mobile tent, and a small fire is dancing inside the tent, adding a little soft orange to the cold sky.

A large, cold object "pia" was stuck to Miao Xuan's back with a sound, and a breath of cold air blew on his side face, making him shiver with cold.

The large object whimpered: "Brother, the soup is ready."

Shaking off the icicles from his hair and ears, Miao Xuan said, "Why did you come out? It's so cold outside."

"Because it's cold in the tent... Is there any difference where my brother is not there?" Baili Yue carefully helped his brother clean up the ice shards and snow in his tail.

Miao Xuan: "Wait! - Don't touch anything!"

Baili Yue: "But if you don't shake off the ice scum, it will turn into water after a while, and my brother will get wet."

"There's no snow in it for a long time!" Miao Xuan dragged his lazy brother into the tent, "Shouldn't you want to sleep when it's so cold? It's good to be so energetic?"

"Why?" Baili Yue lightly bit the back of his brother's neck, "Of course it's because my brother is warm."

The door of the tent was sealed again, and there were only two people left in the small space. An orange lamp hung on the top, dyeing Miao Xuan's silver hair and white fur into a warm color.

A small flame was lit in the center of the ground, and a pot was placed on top of the flame. Inside was bubbling red soup. The tent’s ventilation system made a soft buzzing sound, intertwined with the gurgling sound, Playing worldly warmth.

Miao Xuan took a sip of the soup and felt that it was not thick enough, so he cut some potatoes and poured it in: "Don't mess around like this next time... There is no place to clean up on the sentry post."

"Why do you need to clean it up?" Baili Yue looked at his brother who was hazy on the other side of the fog, ready to move, "Isn't it good to stay inside? Does my brother despise me?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan: "Yes, I despise you."

Baili Yue walked around the fire and fell on Miao Xuan: "No, I won't let my brother despise me."

"Don't move! The pot is going to be overturned!" Miao Xuan quickly grasped the pot, "You are still very cold... The Far Eastern Military Region is not suitable for reptiles. Why did you choose this place when you were in office?"

Holding Miao Xuan firmly in his arms, Baili Yue smiled triumphantly: "Of course I chose the Far East Military Region because my brother is also here."

"Where my brother goes, I will go."

---

Qin Yue Line

"Teacher... I've clearly finished it, why don't you give me an honor?" Qin Yue blindly disassembled the parts in his hand, and said aggrievedly, "You're using your power for personal gain."

There is already a neat row of parts on the table in front of him, even if Miao Xuan can dismantle it, it will not be better than him.

Miao Xuan closed his optical brain and turned his head uncomfortably: "Because you are overtime...you have exceeded two hours."

"That's it... two hours." Qin Yue nodded thoughtfully.

Then he smiled: "Teacher, is this dissatisfied? I will definitely change it next time."

Miao Xuan didn't understand: "What did you say?"

"Two hours." Qin Yue smiled brightly, revealing the sharp fangs in his mouth, "Sure enough, it's too short...can't satisfy the teacher."

Miao Xuan: "...No, that's not what I meant."

"Isn't it..." Qin Yue tilted his head, and his eyes were shining with red gold, "Then why didn't you give me a favor? Didn't I hit 'hit'? — Bai, li, old, teacher."

He deliberately and slowly pronounced this honorific title, as if those four words had been licked once between his lips and tongue, flowing with charming and viscous emotions.

"No." Miao Xuan got up, with a firm attitude, "If you are asked to take the exam, just take the exam well, what are you doing nonsense? It's not that I won't give it to you... Anyway, just wait for the make-up exam."

"A make-up exam?" Qin Yue chuckled, "I remember this time is also a make-up exam, right? Since I failed the two exams, I can only take the teacher's dismantling of firearms again."

"It's great, next year I will be the teacher's student again."

Miao Xuan who walked to the door: "..."

Miao Xuan took off his coat rather helplessly: "...forget it, let you live, we should go."

Qin Yue also stood up, but instead of reaching for his coat, he threw himself on Miao Xuan.

"That can't be done!" He buried his head into Miao Xuan's warm side neck, "How can bad students who violate the rules not be punished? The teacher let me pass for personal gain, not to mention—"

Qin Yue gently bit Miao Xuan's earlobe: "Teacher, as long as you are still proctoring the exam, I will never pass."

---

kephania line

The harvest season has arrived.

Although no matter what season it is, the Hades Palace will always be dead silent.

The library in the Hall of Hades was neatly organized by Calpurnia. Miao Xuan put the slate back to its original place, and climbed down the ladder with one hand holding his messy long hair.

Ah... This kind of thing really can't be done anymore, this is really an insult to knowledge... Fortunately, it is a slate, if it is made of plant fiber, there is no room for redemption.

The white ferret ran out from the cemetery, covering its body with ashes or dust. Seeing it was about to jump onto Miao Xuan's clothes, a man in a black robe walked out of the hall. In, at the same time reached out and grabbed the ferret by the tail.

Ferrets:……

The ferret shivered and shrank itself into a ball.

Miao Xuan looked at him: "You're here? I've already cleaned up the slate."

Calpurnia couldn't help but smiled: "I didn't come to find the slate... Are you... okay?"

Miao Xuan: "I didn't bleed, so I'm not so fragile, am I?"

A blush slowly climbed onto Calpurnia's pale face, and his eyes that were usually calm in the past were once again rippling: "I'm sorry... I couldn't hold back."

There was an awkward silence between the two of them. Miao Xuan didn't know what to say for a while, but Kapurnia seemed to blame herself for being too shy.

Miao Xuan: ...

Don't do this, it's obviously me who suffers...

In the end, it was Miao Xuan who broke the deadlock first: "I remember I sent a batch of fruit recently. If you don't eat it today, it will probably go bad tomorrow."

Calpurnia: "Yeah."

He returned to his calm and silent appearance. If he hadn't stretched out his hand to hold Miao Xuan's hand tightly, he would have looked the same as usual.

The ferret ball was carried by Calpurnia's other hand, and it was as quiet as a chicken at this moment.

The two walked side by side on the stone corridor, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, leaving two blended shadows behind them.

Calpurnia turned his face slightly, quietly looking at the young man's fresh and rosy face, and his wet long black hair - the setting sun burnt on his face, outlining the hazy dark purple eyes.

At that moment, Calpurnia was even a little lost.

Is everything he got really true?Is this a one-night pleasure, or a crazy dream?

The two walked to the depths of the hall, and the fog shrouded the place, coupled with the ghostly shadows of the sculptures, making this place look like a ghost.

Miao Xuan unpacked the well-preserved boxes, probably due to a good year, and this time there were more seasonal fruits.

The ferret was holding a round apple and was unwilling to let go. Miao Xuan flicked its nose lightly: "You can't eat it...you already ate grapes yesterday, and you won't be able to digest any more."

The ferret lightly bit Miao Xuan's finger flatteringly.

"It knows how to take care of itself." Kaipurnia peeled off the pomegranate in his hand and handed Miao Xuan a small golden plate, "Are you...thirsty?"

Miao Xuan froze for a moment, then took the plate.

In the small golden disc, there are twelve pomegranate fruits neatly placed, plump, crystal clear and attractive, like small rubies.

Their color is so similar to the color of Calpurnia's eyes.

Miao Xuan laughed. He picked up twelve pomegranate fruits one by one and swallowed them together with the seeds.

"Twelve, I ate them all."

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Barry line

Miao Xuan looked at his lips in front of the mirror.

Well, it really broke.

Sunlight shines into the room through the greenhouse-like glass walls. The heating is still turned on in the already extremely warm room. The outside is covered with snow, but the indoor temperature is as high as [-] degrees Celsius or more.

Sweat kept dripping from Miao Xuan's body, and the sweat from his cheeks dripped onto his lips. While tasting the salty taste, Miao Xuan also felt a slight tingling pain.

The high temperature is really unfriendly to the fluffy.

After washing his face, Miao Xuan walked out of the bathroom, and saw Bailiji lying by the radiator basking in the sun.

The high temperature made Fuzzy uncomfortable, but Thyme comfortably exposed its scales under the sun.

"Brother." Baili Ji narrowed his yellow eyes slightly, like a big cat wanting to be plucked, "My scales are dirty..."

Miao Xuan sighed helplessly, led the water pipe at his feet, walked to him and sat down: "Didn't you just wash it yesterday?"

Bailiji didn't answer, but responded coquettishly: "The sand is caught in the gap...I don't feel well..."

His usual voice is lazy and indifferent, only at this time he will look into your eyes seriously, although there is still no ups and downs, but the texture of his voice is softened - quite foul.

Miao Xuan washed the scales with water and looked carefully, and sure enough, he found a lot of sand in the gaps of the scales.

In addition to the transparent walls and ceiling in the room where Bailiji basks in the sun, the ground is covered with fine sand, and there is also a shallow pool for decoration.

Sometimes the sun exposure will increase the temperature of the sand, and Bailiji will roll in the sand because of its excitement, just like stir-fried chestnuts in sugar.

"Next time, go to the bathroom and wash it off by yourself." Miao Xuan took out a brush, and ruthlessly exposed the lie of sugar-fried chestnuts, "And your scales are only covered with fine sand, so you shouldn't feel it?"

Baili Ji: "..."

Bailiji lay flat: "I won't listen, I just want my brother to wash it for me."

Miao Xuan can't laugh or cry