Sirius Little Bun

I couldn't help laughing at myself, at first I wished they would leave quickly, but now I can't bear it.

Since I didn't leave, it's so late, where can I go?He scratched his scalp in confusion, turned and walked out.After taking two steps, I felt like I was stepping on something.

He lowered his head and saw that he had eaten half of a banana, including the skin. It must have been done by the little devil!You son of a bitch, don't talk about skins, but throw them everywhere!Wen Bin reluctantly picked it up and returned to the living room and threw it into the trash can.

After throwing it away, he was stunned again.wrong!The little devil never has enough to eat, unless he is full.That's not right, he has never been full!

You won't be burglarized at home, will you?But even if there are thieves coming, it is not necessarily who is unlucky...

At this moment, the sound of small footsteps came from the door.

Subconsciously, Wen Bin lifted his whole heart, and stared at the dark brown wooden door with breathless concentration. The door lock turned twice and opened.

Carson walked in carrying a white plastic bag.Wen Bin exhaled lightly, "It's you, why did you start walking through the front door! It's scary."

Carson was joking while putting things down, "Where do you go if you don't go through the main entrance? Did you pass through the wall?" His tone of voice was not as serious as usual, with a slight sense of jumping, and he seemed to be in a good mood today.

Now that Carson is back, the little devil probably has nothing to do to go out to play. After all, the omnipotent father is standing here in a happy mood, and nothing will happen.

"Don't you usually go through the window?" At least nine times out of ten, Wen Bin saw the black shadow passing by the window, and then Carson was in the house, and the kid was even worse, often between two buildings. Crawling around, it is estimated that the residents living nearby have been peeped by him.Regarding the behavior of the father and son, Wen Bin had an in-depth discussion with him. In order to prevent neighbors or passers-by from discovering that he was a monster or a thief, he suggested that he take the route of a normal person instead.At that time, Carson snorted, saying that the houses on the earth are too small, and there are so many winding stairs, it is a waste of time to walk.

"I think taking stairs is a good exercise now." Carson smiled.

"Changed to the route of self-cultivation? Then you can do whatever you want." Wen Bin got up and went to the bedroom to get his underwear, ready to take a bath.When he reached the door of the bathroom, he turned to the butcher in the kitchen and said, "Let's go out for dinner tomorrow night. I'll invite you, bring your little devil's head."

"Okay, I'll introduce you to someone tomorrow." Carson didn't look up and carefully washed the raw meat in his hand.

"Introducer? Who?"

"acquaintance."

It’s fine if it’s not cooked, Wen Bin murmured to himself. "You are very easy on the earth. It has only been a few days since you came here and you are full of acquaintances everywhere. If you invite you to dinner, you have to bring acquaintances. You are very good at borrowing flowers to present Buddha."

"This person is very important," Carson said after washing the chicken and began to wash the duck.

"Okay, anyway, everything is important to you. Are you an acquaintance, a man or a woman? What do you like to eat? I need to find a place in a restaurant. By the way, let me tell you, the little devil is getting more and more tricky, and he can even eat bananas Throw half of it away, and you'd better ask him what flavor he has recently." Wen Bin took off the remaining underwear and put it on the toilet seat while talking, and went into the bathroom.

The shower spouted hot water, and a white mist suddenly appeared in the small space.As soon as the water touched my body, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Wen Bin was taken aback, his feet slipped and he almost hit the wall.After seeing clearly that it was Carson, he became even more frightened. He immediately covered the things between his legs with both hands, and his eyes widened nervously, "You...what are you doing!! I'm very tired today, don't mess around, I have a lot of work to do tomorrow..."

"What did you just say?" Carson interrupted him impatiently.

"what?"

"Is the little devil at home tonight?" Carson asked again.

Wen Bin stared at him like a monk, "No, I don't know if I was there before. I just got home when you came back."

"Where's the leftover banana?"

"Trash can." Wen Bin spat out three words without thinking.

In an instant, Carson's figure disappeared again.

Is something wrong?Wen Bin followed to the living room with bare buttocks, and Carson was sniffing the half banana under his nose, frowning.For alien races with sensitive nerves and a strong stream of consciousness, any subtle thing will be discovered by them to reveal a lot of hidden information.Carson's face began to darken.

"What's wrong?" Wen Bin looked at him with concern.

Carson threw the half of the banana back, "The fruit that even eats the skin shows that Bell likes it very much. He never eats half of the food he likes and throws it away."

Knowing a son is like a father, Wen Bin sighed, "I think so too."

"There's something else on the bananas."

"What smells?"

"Something may have happened to Bell," Carson said, pressing the metal pin on the temple of his glasses, and the transparent lenses instantly turned dark brown.Moreover, there was a row of gibberish-like numbers in a dark tone, and the font looked like his signature on the housing agreement before.The densely packed numbers flashed past, and then a head-like thing flashed out, followed by several larger characters.

Carson said coldly, "&%￥#@%--#..."

Birdsong again...

Every time he opened his mouth to say this, Wen Bin felt extremely depressed.

Carson only said one sentence, quickly returned to the small bedroom, took something from the spaceship and went straight to the window sill.Like a nimble cheetah, he leaped onto the railing of the balcony.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Carson turned around, "Don't follow me, you'd better go to your friend's house for a few days."

"What do you mean?" Wen Bin was about to ask in confusion, when Carson's shadow disappeared from the horizontal bar.The corners of Wen Bin's mouth trembled and he ran over to look around, muttering, "I think I have to have that ability... Hey, I just said you go the public route, but you changed back within a few minutes."

There was a gust of night wind on the balcony, and Wen Bin shivered suddenly.

Just next door, a young girl stood on the balcony of a resident of a different unit on the same floor. She probably saw Carson's behavior just now, her mouth was still in an O shape, and then she saw the naked Wen Bin, O becomes 'ah'...

Silly for three seconds and then shouted, "Mom, Mom...you come here quickly!!..."

Wen Bin got goosebumps all over his body when she called him out, and only then did he realize his naked and sexy image, and hurried back to the bathroom in desperation.Heart pounding, I hope the girl just now doesn't think of him as a perverted wretched uncle.

After taking a shower and coming out of the bathroom, Carson has not returned yet.Wen Bin went to the small bedroom to check. He didn't know much about Carson's things, and he didn't know what he took away.It was 12:30 in the middle of the night, and there was no sound of the kid eating or watching TV, nor the sound of Carson flipping through the books. It was unusually quiet, and Wen Bin was worried, so he forced himself to lie on the sofa watch TV.

What did Carson mean by "something may have happened to Bell" and was taken away?Who can capture him.

Because I was too tired during the day, my upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and I fell asleep on the sofa after a while.It was very cold at night, and after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Wen Bin was blown up by gusts of draft.All the windows in the house are open, for fear that the little devil will run home and run into the glass.He wiped his nose, opened his eyelids and continued to watch TV, the remote control was clicked in his hand until it was almost useless.He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was three forty in the morning!For more than three hours, worry escalated into anxiety.

Wen Bin couldn't help standing up and went to the balcony to have a look. It was dark before dawn, and there was no waves. He lingered on the balcony for a while, and finally he got dressed and went downstairs.

Walking aimlessly to the gate of the community, Wen Bin became depressed again.Carson didn't reveal his whereabouts, and he was strictly not allowed to follow him. Where can I find him... I am simply powerless!After failing to report to the police, Wen Bin dejectedly made a detour under the sculpture at the entrance of the community, and returned lazily.

"Mr. Wen, did you just get off work or go to work?" The landlady came back from playing mahjong and greeted him with a yawn, her disheveled hair fluttering in the wind, and her image was shattered. She must have lost a lot of money and walked towards the door of the house. slower.

"Oh, work overtime," Wen Bin was in a bad mood and spoke weakly.

"What are you wearing on your hand? It's still shining." The landlady added with a warm face and a cold ass.

shine?Wen Bin raised his arm abruptly, and the pair of blue bracelets were blinking leisurely, and a touch of clear blue revealed a bit of mystery.It seemed like Carson could keep track of his whereabouts through it.

Immediately, the sluggish eyes lit up, and Wen Bin ran home.

"Hey, Mr. Wen...why are you on a nerve..."

He ran upstairs in one breath, closed the door, Wen Bin touched the sapphire in his hand, and pressed it hard. Carson said that the owner of this thing can activate it, "Carson!" shouted at the jewel.

The blue eyes still blinked and blinked, and there was no special reaction.

He grabbed the blue bracelet with the other hand and pulled it hard, knocked, shook, twisted, bit...

The frequency of sapphire flashing began to increase.

not short

From the blue bracelet came the small and deep voice of Cila Cila. Wen Bin put it on his ear and listened carefully. It seemed that the signal was disturbed and the radio wave was chaotic.

This is activated?Wen Bin called Carson again.

The temperature of the blue bracelet has risen.And...Wen Bin raised his finger covering it, and slowly pulled out a virtual thin line, which gradually became wider and became a screen the size of a square brick.On the screen is...

"Fuck!!" Wen Bin's heart trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat, almost falling to the ground.

Without the control of fingers, the virtual screen shrank back.

What he saw just now, eyes as bright as blood, long ears, three-petal mouth, white teeth, human face