Cosmic mercenary transfer

Because a daughter-in-law came to pick him up, Shen Qi hung the schoolbag in his hand on Hong Jiao Dong's shoulder in a good mood, hooked his neck, and pressed his whole body on his fiancé.Shen Qi, who saved most of his strength, squinted his eyes comfortably, and stretched out his hand to block the not-so-hot sun.

Carrying two schoolbags on his back, Hong Jiaodong, the little ancestor who won the sports festival competition, slowed down slightly after discovering Shenqi's movements, he turned his head and hugged Yetu's waist to tighten, and stretched out his hands to block the sun The rabbit pressed against his arms, the other hand pulled down Shenqi's raised arm, and he stretched out his hand to block Yetu's forehead, with an indescribable tenderness in his intimate movements.Hong Jiaodong, who was extremely familiar with making a series of boyfriend-like movements, lowered his head and approached Shenqi, who was startled by his series of movements, his eyes widened and froze in his arms, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was thoughtful and gentle like never before: "Shen Qi, where's the umbrella? Don't get sunburned, I'll feel bad about it."

Damn I want to return it! ! !

Shen Qi was shuddered by Hong Jiao Dong's whispering voice, and it took him a long time to realize the nasty words he said while hugging his guy.

"Who did you learn Yin Yang head from! Speak well! This is so disgusting!" Shen Qi hooked his scorched arms and shrank uncontrollably, and directly planted his fiancé who was hugging him face down. to the field.Shen Qi was gasping for breath, with his hands resting on his knees, his ears flushed, and he was staring viciously at the yin and yang head in front of him, the veins on his forehead throbbing, a domestic violence that was ready to throw the nonsense yin and yang head out to chew the ground at any time Face.

"Hmm..." Hong Jiaodong, whose head was half buried in the ground, tugged at Shenqi's trousers feebly with his fingers.

"..." Shen Qi straightened up, lightly kicked his scorched waist, and saw the guy planted on the ground trembling, so he squatted down and hugged his fiancé's waist in a good mood, pulling him from the ground. In the ground.After Shen Qi pulled out Hong Jiao Dong, he gently put him on the ground, supported his shoulder with one hand and let him lean against the electric pole by the roadside, holding the image of a gentle and amiable Good Night Rabbit.

"It's strange, why is Jiao Dong in the ground?" Shen Qi reached out and wiped off the ashes on Hong Jiao Dong's face, his movements were very gentle, as if the rabbit who had just planted people in the ground was not Shen Qi.

Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips and stared in bewilderment at the culprit who wiped his face and straightened his hair gently, showing a look of wishing to kill the guy who made him like this, suddenly woke up and awakened, what a big deal Attributes.Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, grabbed Shenqi's sleeve and said softly: "Just now I was planted in the ground without knowing what happened..."

Hong Jiaodong lowered his head, his red and white hair swayed slightly with his movements, covering the boy's expression, he was sitting on the ground with scratches on his face, just pulling Shen Qi's sleeve, watching It looks harmless and pathetic.

It's not at all like the guy who suddenly made a fuss just now.

Shen Qi grasped Hong Jiaodong's hand with the strength of Hong Jiaodong's tugging on his sleeve, and interlocked his fingers tightly.Yetu touched Hong's scorched head with the other hand, and brushed back the hair under his hand. The red and white hair ran across the fingers, with a cool feeling, and it felt very good.Shen Qi rubbed the heads of his subordinates, unscrewed the sticky hair with his fingertips, and said softly, "Who taught you to say that?"

"Mother said, it's called whispers between lovers." Hong Jiaodong raised his head with a straight face, and the figure of Shenqi was reflected in his strange eyes.

Embarrassed by the other party's focused gaze, Shen Qi subconsciously tightened his grip on the scorched hair, and then let it go amidst the short cries of pain from his subordinates.Yetu let go of the hand holding Hong Jiaodong's hair with some guilt, turned his head away from looking at Hong Jiaodong who was staring at him, and subconsciously rubbed the red and white hair under his hand: "Ah, Was it taught by my mother-in-law?"

"It's mother-in-law." Hong Jiaodong stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand that was making trouble above his head, and with a sudden force, he pulled down the unresponsive rabbit, dragged him into his arms and hugged him tightly, with a smile on the corner of Hong Jiaodong's mouth, Gently resting her chin on the red head of the person in her arms: "We're going to be late."

It's almost late, why are you hugging me! ! !

Shen Qi huddled awkwardly in Hong Jiao Dong's arms, the heat from the ears spread to his neck little by little, Yetu put his arms around Hong Jiao Dong's waist, buried his face in his chest, and moved his two fingers along Hong Jiao Dong's chest. Touching the waistline bit by bit, he pinched a piece of soft flesh between the opponent's ribs, and twisted it violently: "What are you doing on the street, Yin Yang."

Hugging the yin and yang head of his daughter-in-law who hasn't hugged enough, Hong Jiaodong let go of Shenqi's arms like an electric shock: "Oh hoo!"

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When the late two arrived in the classroom, the class was making a name for itself as a hero, and it seemed quite intense.

Being late for a long time, Kantoko walked to the back row of the class hand in hand under Aizawa Shouta's mortal gaze.

Aizawa Shouta: (◣д◢)

Hong Jiaodong helped Shenqi put down his schoolbag, opened the chair, and touched Shenqi's red hair scattered on his back.

Well, it feels good in the hand.

Hong Jiaodong couldn't help twisting it with his fingers again, bent down and leaned close to Shenqi's ear: "I'll comb it for you after class."

"Yeah!" Shen Qi put his hands on the table and nodded obediently.

Aizawa Shouta: (◣д◢)

After the sports festival, the popularity of Class A rose sharply, even to the point where they would be watched on the side of the road. For example, when the two of them sat on the ground and hugged each other, many people surrounded them to take pictures.

After their popularity rose, they faced an internship opportunity, a call from various hero firms.

And at this time, they need to choose a name that will accompany their heroic journey for a lifetime, a heroic name.

Shen Qi picked at the nib of his pen, tilted his head and softly asked Hong Jiao Dong who was sitting next to him: "Jiao Dong, what's your name?"

Hearing the words, Hong Jiao Dong turned his head to the side, and stood up the paper under his hands, on which was impressively: Bing Zhuo.

"I wanted to call Jiao Dong directly, but..." Jiao Dong paused, with a smile in his voice, gentle and lingering: "But, now that you are calling this name, don't let too many people have it." The right to be called that name is better."

As he said that, Hong Jiaodong was still staring at Shen Qi.

Shen Qi suddenly turned his head to avert his gaze, and slammed his face on the table with a bang.

Sang, mother of the kingdom of heaven, this red and white mandarin duck pot is teasing me again.

what's my name then...

Earth cleaners...?

Forget it, there seems to be no universe in this world, the earth cleaners are too tired, besides...

It's all from the previous world.

passpass, next.

Hmm... Night Rabbit?

No, I can fly besides rabbits.

That...a flying rabbit...?

it's wired……

Flying Rabbit...?Flying Rabbit...

Then...the Flying Rabbit will be fine.

Mmm, Flying Lepus!

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happy New Year!

sense of ritual hhhh