bunny in another soap bubble

In this development of the situation, Tu Zi is the most comfortable.

It seems that every time Qin Ran thinks that this young man has become a person in their world, something will happen to let him know: he was wrong, Tu Zi is still the rabbit mother from the peaceful grassland fluffy bunny.

When he mentioned this idea to Yan Wuxiang in private, he was heard once by Tu Xingyao, who turned the wrong corner. This lady with smoky makeup, whose spiritual body is a black cat, felt "extremely" uncomfortable when she was compared to a rabbit mother , but had no objection to Qin Ran's description of Tu Zi.

Different from the prudent, optimistic, and a little old lady character in the past when he was among the returning helpers, Tu Zi and the group of college students who also grew up carefree, the cheerful traits that he usually had seemed to be able to see the sun, dazzling even Some hot.

"This song is really good! Every time I listen to it, I feel full of power, as if we can do anything!" This group of young people in their twenties just finished pestering Shangguan Wan to let her perform on the stage tonight. Go to the scene to lead the singing once #听, now I just sit down on the green belt, making a lot of noise, "If you can come up with such a good song, why don't you sing it yourself?"

Tu Zi didn't want to reveal his real background when he saw people. Others only knew that this song came from Tu Zi, but they didn't know what the actual situation was. Most of them assumed that it was written by him.

"Hey, I can't do it." Tu Zi shook his head frantically, "I just barely get out of tune with this song. My singing is terrible."

"No! I don't believe it!" The students booed and insisted on Tu Zi singing a song to prove himself.Tu Zi refused, so they pressed Tu Zi on the ground and pressed the laughing point. Tu Zi was no match for him, so he succumbed and opened his mouth. The students immediately covered their ears and fell to the ground. It was Tu Zi's turn to push their hands away and squeeze them into their ears. Sing aside, sing until begging for mercy.

"Hmph," Tu Zi was very proud, "The song I ordered, I want it even when I cry—thank you, cough..." Before he coughed up, Lang Ya, who was behind him as a human cushion, brought a bottle of water from behind.

"Wow..." This action immediately attracted the praise of several little girls, "How can you be so tacit?"

"Of course," Tu Zi boldly raised his head and kissed Lang Ya's chin, "We are bound partners."

"... Binding? What do you mean?" The word is a word that can be written, but the meaning seems to be different from what I think, and everyone who listens is confused.

So Tu Zi explained to them the spiritual connection between the sentries, the effect of the binding, etc., and got a few "good", "so envious"... and so on.

Lang Ya wasn't sure if it was a good thing to say so much about the traits of sentinels to these people. After the speech at the rally in the evening, he mentioned it to Tu Zi.

"It's okay," Tu Zi really didn't care, "It's nothing special..." Playing with a piece of hay picked up by the roadside, Tu Zi and Lang Ya walked along the edge of the demonstrators, slowly walking by the sea Take a walk, "Old Zhang—our class teacher—often said, 'All fear comes from ignorance'—of course," Tu Zi complained, "he usually said this before the exam, so he meant It may be that 'all the fear of doing the questions comes from the ignorance of the knowledge points'."

Originally, he was still a little worried, but Lang Ya laughed when he heard this sentence.He remembered that Tu Zi had mentioned this old Zhang to him, a very strict guide teacher with a chameleon mental body.

"And...do you know what day it is today?" While walking, Tu Zi stopped and slightly raised his head to look into Lang Ya's eyes.

"Today..." There are no special festivals in the domestic summer, but Lang Ya hesitated for a moment and thought of it—is it a festival in Tu Zi's original world?He knows that Tu Zi is particularly interested in retaining the habits and techniques of his original world, such as spending time with the spiritual body every day, regular consciousness checks, or letting Shangguan Wan sing #hearing, supporting her and Song Shiduo like today Standing on the pole... All this seems to be a beautiful wish to copy the warmth and harmony of that world, and Lang Ya actually likes it very much.

After searching through the memories in his mind, he still couldn't think that Tu Zi had mentioned this day to him, so Lang Ya gave up guessing, "What—"

"Deng Deng!" Tu Zi announced, "It's the wedding anniversary of Guan Mingyuan and Yuan Xiyu."

At this moment, Song Shi and Shangguan Wan were standing far behind Tu Zi, just within Lang Ya's line of sight, standing in the middle of the crowd talking to Yan Wuxiang and the others... Lang Ya almost choked on his own saliva.

Tu Zi also expected Lang Ya's reaction in this way, "Don't be like this," he said, but his own smile was a smile that succeeded in a prank, "The wedding anniversary of the first and god-level sentinel in history is just like There is no difference in our own Valentine’s Day. At this time of year, there will be special discounts on various products related to Xiaoxiang, restaurants will have discounts for friends of Xiaoxiang, and even department stores that are not specialized in Xiaoxiang but have bosses, etc. Promotional activities. Resonance waves scattered everywhere in the bar street and large-scale events, many people took the opportunity to find a partner, and those who have a partner..." Tu Zi did not continue, but his eyes expressed everything.

"This is my first wedding anniversary with a partner."

Lang Ya's heart was so soft that he could clearly feel how Tu Zi's spiritual tentacles were entwined around the edge of his consciousness, gently and provocatively, just like how the tip of his nose was rubbing against Tu Zi.

"If it's over there," Lang Ya whispered in Tu Zi's ear, "should I book a honeymoon suite and prepare you the most unforgettable night in my life?"

Tu Zi was tickled by his exhalation, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to be more memorable than the time we bonded, my God, it was so exciting..." Once forced by the situation, when the two pairs of An Hao's ears and temples were rubbing each other, they couldn't bear it. turned into sweet memories.

"You like excitement?" Lang Ya kissed Tu Zi's red earlobe lightly.

"Well...it depends...maybe we can take it step by step until the seven-year itch..." Tu Zi didn't want to use his mouth to speak any more, turned his face slightly, and looked for it with his lips. Prodigal, I want to ask for a deep kiss.

Unexpectedly, Lang Ya backed away suddenly.

"...Huh?" Tu Zi raised his head, completely dumbfounded.

At this moment, Lang Ya's face has become serious, his left hand has not been released from Tu Zi's back, but his right hand is pointing to the side across the road and close to the building, "Over there."

After refocusing, Tu Zi also felt the commotion over there.

In this regard, the sentry's five senses are always much more direct than the guide's perception.After listening quietly for a while, Lang Ya got a general idea.

"The owner of a certain restaurant clashed with protesters nearby."