There's something wrong with this elf trainer

Chapter 122 Damn Tenderness

Silence is the theme of the office at this time.

An Jing held the Poke Ball belonging to the Nine-Tails in his hand, with his eyes lowered. It was now six o'clock in the evening, sunset, and the orange light seeped in from the window, casting doubt on the young man's face.

The pure black eyes trembled for a moment, and without any hesitation, the young man released the Metagross, who was clumsy with telekinesis and only used it for fighting.

At the same time, An Sheng glanced at Lucario in a subtle way, and sure enough, her pupils shrank, her expression was serious, and a blue stick in the shape of a bone appeared vaguely next to the dog's paw.

An Sheng's lips trembled twice, and after hesitating for a moment, he still released his emotion perception. At the moment of contact with the super power, Lucario reacted instantly, but he was the first to put the waveguide on the other three people present. The meaning of his behavior was unclear. , An Jing is a little confused.

Behind Kalunai, with his hands on his lower abdomen, the red pectoral fin-like structure on the chest of Gardevoir, who was standing elegantly, appeared with a faint light. His eyes lit up, and his exploratory eyes fell on An Sheng, which was mixed with A big part of the friendliness.

Being a person with superpowers was already a plus point in front of her, but now she has learned the unique emotional perception of their clan, which is even more points! !

I don’t know which sister raised this child, so I must get to know him well!

Lucario glanced at Gardevoir warily. If she wanted to, the waveguide could also detect a person's mood, but it was not that accurate. But just now the Gardevoir waveguide fluctuated too much and was rising. It was obvious that she was in a very bad mood. Good omen.

Still looking at the iron wood, it was incredible.

……

Metagross may be good at using telekinesis to fight, but it is not so good at performing some delicate operations.

The moment his mind power covered it, a bandage shattered into pieces, and the white fragments slowly fell in the air, like the blood of the same month and the catkins of April.

An Ning's brows twitched twice, and he tapped the elf ball in the eyes of Metagross, who wanted to do it again, and directly took him back, fearing that if he was a step too late, the metal crab's telekinesis would cover him.

From the large white first aid box with a red cross in the middle, An Ning took out an unused bandage that was still wrapped in plastic.

He sat cross-legged on the sofa and drew with the bandage pen. Finally, he simply threw it into the air and used his superpower to unfold the bandage and began to bandage himself.

Lucario saw that his trainer's neck seemed to be tilted back a little too much. Gouzi was a little confused now. Zhulan didn't really regard this kid as his younger brother, right?

I originally thought that Zhulan was just a little good-looking... Lucario decided to buy Uncle Chicken Soup and a book on how to let relationships go bad.

After all, in so many years, I have only encountered this one, the only male creature that has some possibility, and Zhulan does not regard it as an opponent.

Anjing is very skilled in using his superpower, as can be seen from the freeze-frame bullets in the air before, but this is the first time for him to put on a bandage. The belly is fine, but it is a little wrinkled, and the back is not good in some places. There are many ties, and in some places there is less tie, or even only one layer, which is uncomfortable.

An Sheng didn't pay too much attention to it, and started to look for clothes in his bag. He planned to be beaten like this first, and then ask Xia Mingchan to help him bandage again, and he had to hide in a hidden place so that An Sheng couldn't see it.

Lucario held the Poke Ball that bit the land shark, and let her watch helplessly as Zhu Lan stood up. Pretending to be unintentional and just coming to help out of kindness, he walked behind An Jing and slowly stretched out his fingers. I want a touch on the shoulder.

Karuna and Gardevoir were already hugging each other, their cheeks rubbing against each other.

Dama Lanqi was smiling, making it hard to tell the meaning of his current expression, but thinking about it, he was not in a very good mood. The King of Heaven was already a very important fighting force, let alone the champion.

Zhu Xia, this is a sign that he will take a champion home!

The moment his fingertips were about to touch his shoulders, the serenity that had seemed to be calmly flipping through clothes suddenly erupted.

Turning around, he put his feet on the sofa so that the back of the sofa was close to the ground. There seemed to be a scarlet light in his eyes. The action was completed in just two seconds.

By the time he came to his senses, the dignified Sinnoh champion had already been placed with his arms on his neck, his knees on his lower abdomen, and pressed firmly against the wall. His back was pressed against the wall, giving him a slight feeling of coldness. Still couldn't resist the feeling of the pistol with the safety off pressed against his throat.

More than a dozen "little apples" floated out of thin air, and the safety bolts flickered, which looked very touching.

Maybe Sirona, as a former traveling trainer, would know a thing or two, but without the help of the elves, fighting alone would definitely be no match for An Jing, who had learned killing skills in the training camp.

Anjing's neck sank, and a bone rod was placed on it.

"I'm sorry, I don't like anyone near my back."

He turned the safety on the pistol back on, and the "little apples" floating out of thin air went back into his pocket one by one. The edges of the whites of An Sheng's eyes seemed to be a little bloodshot, and his rapid breathing slowed down.

I had just used a sedative, and the side effects were obvious. My thinking became a little worse. An Sheng couldn't help but think of Sirona who knew that he was pretending to be pitiful that night. She was extremely angry and wanted to kill someone to silence him to prevent the news from spreading out. idea.

——To be precise, it’s just too much imagination.

If he had a normal IQ, he would not have given birth to a Sinnoh champion, and would have had the idea of ​​​​laying evil hands in the office of the Kanto Alliance's Alliance Leader.

After all, even he came here honestly.

An Jing felt that he should take the medicine prescribed by Zhang Ruilun in the future. Although his lifelong enemy had evil intentions and the medicines prescribed to him were all extremely painful, they had no side effects.

After being treated like this, even a clay figure would get angry, and Sirona snorted coldly.

Lucario didn't know for a moment whether to continue placing the bone rod on An Ning's shoulder or to put it down.

Zhulan's waveguide was stumbling, rising and falling for a while. It was hard to tell whether he was angry or doing something.

It's so difficult!

……

An Ning put the sofa in place and glanced at Lucario behind him, who was still holding the bone stick in the air. He was a little suspicious of whether Lucario was like him, and his brain was damaged by the waveguide.

Sirona rubbed her neck, thought for a while, and walked to An Sheng.

This added firewood to An Sheng's desire to find out the truth, which had been extinguished before. It is true that the wild fire cannot be blown away, and the spring breeze blows it again. After all, is this kind of tolerance a bit too much?

"do not move."

Taking out a pair of scissors from the first aid kit, Sirona ordered in a not very good tone, her golden hair hanging slightly.

Anping felt uncomfortable all over. He always felt that in this situation, he urgently needed something that had been discarded and forgotten by him.

In addition, he has always had a soft-spoken temperament, just like when An An used that special way of greeting him when he was a child, and then refused to apologize to him the next day.

If he apologized softly the next day, would he still look that arrogant when facing his stupid sister?

These commanding words made him want to move even more.

Sirona sighed, her gray-yellow eyes flashed with a light of compromise, she was helpless and said with damn gentleness:

"Stop moving and let me bandage it for you."

Since she gradually got rid of her confusion, Sirona has always been hypocritical and made various requests to vent her emotions when faced with playing games, but she has not been impatient at all. She has read Chicken Soup to her every day. A very strange tolerance.

When others are wrapped in confused darkness, the first ray of light to shine in will always be held in the arms, kissed gently, cherished, and given everything that is considered the best.

An Sheng's earlobes and neck were dyed with the color of the sunset outside the window, and his pure black jewel-like pupils were slightly dilated. He couldn't stand this damn tenderness.

Sure enough, the gentle eldest sister is his nemesis.

Although the Sinnoh Champion usually looks tall and domineering, he is really gentle at this time!

With peace in her heart, she silently pushed Sirona back into the realm of a gentle big sister.

Then he came to a sprout that was slowly sprouting in the middle of the soil, picked up the shovel and patted it again.

Don't be tempted! ! !

Think about what happened to the previous flying gym leader.

Because he fell in love with a girl from another area, but did not expect that she was a spy, he almost caused the intelligence leak. Now he is eclipsed in the mountains and old forests, motionless, and does not return to the gym no matter how many times he is invited, like a Salted fish.

You must not be tempted by girls from other regions! ! !

(╥w╥`)

But it's so gentle...

……

The strange bandage on his back was quickly untied by Hiro. The wound actually didn't look very good. You could vaguely see the tender flesh inside. The Rockets' medicine given by Nazi was actually effective. Yes, it is almost scarred, but it gives people a ferocious feeling. If you are timid, your legs will become weak immediately after seeing this.

Sirona frowned slightly, her heart twitched, and she asked for some reason:

"Your injury won't leave a scar, will it?"

An Ning was still patting the buds in his mind when he suddenly heard these words and stayed for a few seconds before saying:

"The medicine was given by a girl. It will definitely not leave any scars."

"Why are you not sure? I'll repaint it for you."

Sirona's voice was still so gentle. An Sheng spent most of her time patting the buds off while nodding her head in agreement.

There are all kinds of medicines in the first aid kit. In addition to narcotics and sedatives, Sirona also found truth serum, which has many side effects and can make people stupid, and a bottle of powder that seems to be ground from dragon scales. , pills made from , plus a bottle of...

Sirona threw a bottle of medicine containing white powder to Lucario and asked him to destroy it.

If you don't learn well at a young age, why would you carry this kind of medicine with you if you have nothing to do?

Lucario changed hands and hid.

Finally, she found an ointment. Sirona picked up the ointment with a wooden stick and began to apply it on the wound. She also asked casually:

"After using this medicine, it won't leave any scars, right?"

"I got this ointment from the research institute, otherwise it was a female researcher."

An Jing muttered, "I heard that on the day the ointment was made, she made more than a dozen scars on her face to do experiments to ensure that there would be no scars."

Researchers at the institute who are responsible for researching drugs all like to do experiments on themselves. One researcher who was researching drugs to treat appendicitis had his appendix cut out long ago. As a result, he went back to the hospital to have another one inserted, but at least it still exists. I have a little sense, but I didn’t do any experiments myself on something like Veritaserum, which has many side effects.

In recent years, all captured aliens have been sent to research institutes, and most of them have been used for drug experiments.

Sirona breathed a subtle sigh of relief. Although she was a boy, it was not good to have scars on her body. What if the future wife she was looking for saw the scars and disliked her?

Of course, there are people who don't dislike scars, like her, but what if you find the one who dislikes them?

……

"Nazi, do you feel chills all over your body, as if something very important is leaving me?"

Cattleya suddenly approached Nazi, grabbed her arm, and asked uneasily.

Nazi was refusing Gengar's gift at the moment. Casey, who was licked and covered in saliva, heard this and shook his head indifferently, with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes. In the past, even if she and An Sheng teamed up to deal with Cattleya, she would There is no such performance.

Yu Lele held a thermos cup and sat across from the two people. Hearing this, he glanced at it and suddenly understood. He smiled kindly, looking mysterious and wanting to be punched.

Steward Shi Lan, who was standing next to him with a smile, deleted the photo that a certain weakest champion accidentally sent to the group.

The eldest lady can't stand this kind of stimulation.

……

"let go."

"Is it not necessary?"

An Sheng covered her stomach with her hands and smiled. No matter how gentle Sirona's voice was, she still shook her head firmly.

Forget it if he pricks his back, his stomach is a sensitive part of his itchy flesh, so touching it hard won't hurt him, but if he touches it lightly with his fingers, he will feel weak all over and make him want to laugh. This kind of place must not be touched.

"I can't touch it."

Sirona said helplessly, although she also wanted to touch it with her fingers to see how sensitive the so-called sensitive spot was, why didn't this child cooperate?

An Sheng's face turned pale: "How did you know?"

What did he do with that sealed memory?

To even say such... shameful things?

I don’t even know An Xin!

Karuna and Gardevoir leaned forward at the same time, eager to hear more, and on their phones was Wanlong, who had requested a video call for the unknown number of times.

With a childlike smile on his face, Damalanqi took out a bottle of Coke from the cabinet and opened it, while guessing what the two were talking about.

Lucario saw through An Sheng's thoughts and thought that you were talking too much. Zhulan knew all the sensitive points on her body.

Seeing that no matter how gentle her persuasion was, Sirona could only quickly stretch out her fingers and pinch An Sheng's earlobe gently.

But before that, Lucario was thoughtful enough to use the waveguide to block other people's sight. After all, if this kind of thing was leaked, it could be called a weakness.

??Lucario: "I can't guess what the trainer is thinking. I don't think I can guess it. Will you click to collect and vote? But you will definitely do it! u?w?u"

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(End of this chapter)