False Fairy Tale Copy [Unlimited Streaming]

After dealing with the silence, Little Mushroom turned off his panel, crawled up to Mingshu's hand and rubbed it.

Mingshu didn't know it was the one who did it, and stared at the screen full of forbidden messages in a daze.

Someone noticed something strange, changed the subject tactfully, and stopped talking about Sang Yin.

After 5 minutes, the people who had been muted before were released one after another. They raised a sentence with doubts and dissatisfaction, but were drowned in other people's news.

Ming Shu finally felt better, flipped through the bulletin boards and other news casually, the little mushroom in his hand suddenly trembled and froze for a few seconds.

"What's wrong?" Mingshu asked nervously, holding up the little mushroom, "Is there any discomfort?"

The body of the little mushroom looks like it was temporarily made of some discarded materials. It barely has the shape of a mushroom, and the joints will creak when they move.

"No, no..." Little Mushroom shook his head, hitting his head with the metal arm.

It just received a message from the main system. The main system found out that it banned the player and gave a few words of warning.

However, what those people said was indeed inappropriate. The warning from the main system was simply because too many people were silenced by Little Mushroom.

The main system makes it available to help manage chores in the future, but it must be handled properly or its privileges will be revoked.

Little Mushroom didn't dare to refuse, and pretended to browse around the system, then sat down and continued watching TV.

Sang Yin was busy alone in the kitchen, Ming Shu couldn't sit still, so he got up to see him.

The kitchen door was closed, and a small piece of view was revealed through the frosted glass. Ming Shu took a few glances to see clearly, and opened the door lightly.

A burst of food aroma came over immediately, Ming Shu stood at the door and smelled it, it seemed to be stewed pork ribs.

The two of them couldn't eat too much. Sang Yin cooked two dishes and was serving soup.

Seeing Ming Shu approaching, Sang Yin waved to him, signaling him to go over.

When Ming Shu approached, Sang Yin scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on the cooling air and fed it to him.

"How does it taste?" Sang Yin asked, "It's been a long time since I've been in the kitchen."

Originally, Ming Shu didn't really expect much. He still remembered that in the first dungeon later, Sang Yin could only cook jujube porridge...

He drank the soup, his eyes were bright and he kept nodding.

Sang Yin really knew how to cook, and it far exceeded Ming Shu's expectation. When he offered to help serve the meal, he remembered those words on World Channel.

Even if you don't look at the strength of the standings, Sang Yin's conditions are among the best, and there must be a lot of people pursuing him.

He is 28 years old this year. If it is really the first time he has left the order as Fatty said, other people who don't know about him may feel a little strange...

Sang Yin noticed Ming Shu's brief distraction, he wiped off the water on his hands, rubbed his cold fingers against the side of Ming Shu's face, and took the bowl of rice in his hand.

After lunch, Little Mushroom was still watching TV on the sofa. Now he changed a channel and started watching horror movies.

Sang Yin ignored it and took Ming Shu to the second floor.

He led Mingshu through each room one by one, including the unoccupied guest room and the separate bathroom at the end of the corridor, and finally came to the master bedroom.

Sang Yin hugged Ming Shu from behind, and kissed the tip of his ear: "Take a nap together?"

He also dragged the suitcase over, and Mingshu began to live with him, and of course he wanted to sleep with him.

Ming Shu's ears were reddish, and he nodded.

The thick curtains were drawn, and the light in the room dimmed.

The two were lying on the same quilt, and Sang Yin held Ming Shu's hand, gently stroking his fingers: "I'm going out in the afternoon."

Ming Shu responded and raised her head: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the accounting center," Sang Yin said, "There are some things to deal with."

It was the lingering problem after finishing the book before. After dealing with it, you can get points. Sang Yin explained a few words, and Ming Shu hesitated: "Then I...wait for you at home?"

The words "waiting for you at home" made Sang Yin couldn't help but lean closer, kissed Ming Shu's lips, and asked softly, "Do you want to go? Or take a rest in the afternoon."

Ming Shu hadn't been to any accounting center before, thinking that there must be many people there, and the reappearance of Sang Yin would definitely attract attention.

And if he followed Sang Yin, he would also be noticed. Ming Shu imagined such a scene, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

He shook his head: "I won't go."

Sang Yin's dark eyes looked over, stroking Ming Shu's back affectionately: "Aren't you used to it here?"

Ming Shu quickly shook his head: "No..."

But Sang Yin could feel his nervousness, maybe it was because he had just come out of the continuous dungeons, his body hadn't adapted yet, and he was a little tired.

He hugged Mingshu and talked to him in a low voice: "I will come back early, if you feel bored, you can watch TV, or go to the study to read, the room is not locked, you can do whatever you want..."

His voice was gentle, and Ming Shu gradually relaxed, leaning over with his arms around his neck.

When Ming Shu woke up in the afternoon, Sang Yin had already left, and there was only a small mushroom left beside the pillow, lying on his back with paralyzed limbs.

When Ming Shu moved, Little Mushroom also opened its eyes, turned over and jumped up.

"Shu Shu, I'm hungry," it opened a pair of dim eyes, "I want to eat..."

Mingshu instinctively wanted to look for the green radish, but then remembered that the little mushroom had changed its body, so she should stop eating the green radish.

He touched the umbrella cap of Little Mushroom: "What would Guji want to eat? I'll go find it for you."

Little Mushroom's eyes lit up, and he hugged Mingshu's fingers: "I want... I want to eat t30 mechanical oil..."

Ming Shu was taken aback: "What?"

Little Mushroom explained, saying that it can only eat this now, and the price of machine oil is a bit expensive, and Sang Yin's family probably doesn't have it, but he can definitely buy it.

In fact, it wanted Sang Yin to buy it for it, but was afraid that Sang Yin would reject it, so it came to Mingshu first by beating around the bush.

Little Mushroom slapped his chest loudly: "I'm much stronger than before! I will do whatever Shu Shu tells me to do!"

I bought mechanical oil first, then tried to dismantle the mechanical butler at the door, and snatched all the parts that could be used.

The food of the little mushroom has changed from a fresh green basket to a black mechanical oil. Mingshu feels sorry for it, and immediately sends a message to Sang Yin, asking if he can buy it.

After a while, Sang Yin's reply came.

[Private chat] Sang Yin: Good.

With Sang Yin's consent, Little Mushroom was very happy, holding Ming Shu's fingers and asking him to go downstairs to watch TV with her.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Ming Shu was absent-minded, turned on the system and found the community forum.

Most of the forums are free or paid customs clearance strategies, those who are looking for a team to ask for mentors and apprentices, and those who are free to chat.

Mingshu tried to search for Sang Yin's name, and there were three pages full of content related to Sang Yin.

The posts are basically lamenting why he is so powerful, he doesn't seem like a real person, Mingshu clicks on a few, and they are full of rainbow farts.

There are also photos of Sang Yin sent by people, from various angles and states. Ming Shu looked at them one by one. The corners of the lips are slightly raised.

The him in these photos is the same person who was lying next to Mingshu and talking softly at noon.

Ming Shu continued to scroll down, wanting to see if there was anything else, when the door lock of the villa's gate was suddenly unlocked.

As if guilty of guilt, he hastily turned off the system and turned around. It was Sang Yin who had returned.

Ming Shu stepped forward to greet her: "So soon..."

Sang Yin took off his coat and hung it up, stretched out his arms and hugged Mingshu tightly, and kissed him: "I'm afraid you'll be bored at home."

Little Mushroom poked her head from behind: "What about me?"

Sang Yin glanced at it, and took out a small can of mechanical oil from his pocket.

The little mushroom happily held the mechanical oil, and Sang Yin told him not to stain the floor, the little mushroom responded and ran away without looking back.

In the afternoon, the mechanical butler knocked on the door and delivered some daily necessities and food ordered by Sang Yin, and he still prepared the dinner.

Until it got dark, Little Mushroom didn't know where to go, Ming Shu was forced to shrink in the corner of the sofa, raised his head and kissed Sang Yin.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, Ming Shu couldn't breathe steadily, and couldn't avoid Sang Yin's touch.

Several buttons were also unbuttoned, and Sang Yin kissed his collarbone with a slightly heavy force, revealing a deep fascination.

Ming Shu gently pushed him, and his wrist was grabbed.

Sang Yin pressed over, with self-evident intentions, while holding Ming Shu's hand and putting it on her body.

Ming Shu's face was very red, inexplicably recalling his indifferent appearance under other people's cameras.

Sang Yin kissed the side of his neck: "Go to take a bath?"

Mingshu's mind was dull for a second: "...together?"

After going through several dungeons, the current Mingshu still looks a little green and ignorant, which makes people want to bully him even more.

Sang Yin pinched Ming Shu's chin, kissed him deeply, and stroked his waist ambiguously: "I'll help you."