Quickly wear: I am looking for my owner in the human world

We can't blame the teenagers from the Rainbow Gang for not believing it. Currently, the highest-level speed mutants can only move several times faster than normal people, but they are still far from being able to teleport.

What's more, if you take another person with you, the speed will definitely slow down a lot. How can you not leave even an afterimage?

To achieve the kind of effect that Xuan Wei said with people flashing around, isn't it only possible for gods to do it?

Xuan Wei helplessly spread his hands.

These days, no one believes the truth.

Fortunately, the young people have no intention of getting to the bottom of it. Anyway, they are the people recognized by the boss. As for hiding their strength, you will know it as time goes by.

They turned to another concern.

"Brother Lang, didn't Xiao Jinzi come back with you?"

As soon as the words fell, the air fell into silence.

Wen Lang rarely fell silent.

In fact, on the way back, he and Xuan Wei discussed the issue of her identity.

Naturally, the fewer people who know about this strange thing, the better.

Once you become a cat, you cannot become a cat again.

So Xiao Jinzi must not be able to come back.

Wen Lang was thinking about what kind of tone he should use to say it.

After all, the person was sitting next to him, which seemed strange no matter how you put it.

Logically, he should feel sad, but he really... couldn't feel sad.

But soon he found himself worrying too much.

The ability of people's imagination is so powerful. As soon as he showed this unspeakable expression, the uneasiness in the hearts of the young people was already brewing.

Many times, no answer is the answer.

And this answer is one that people don’t want to mention.

Almost instantly, Xiaohong's eyes turned red.

Apart from Brother Lang, he and Xiao Jinzi are the closest.

At that time, he also watched Xiao Jinzi rush towards Brother Lang with his own eyes.

Later, they didn't even find Brother Lang, and the chance of Xiao Jinzi's survival was almost zero.

Now that Brother Lang is back, he has regained some hope.

But it was extinguished in Wen Lang's silence.

Others guessed the result and felt very uncomfortable.

After all, Xiao Jinzi was smart and understanding of human nature, and had lived with them for more than three months. How could he not be sad if they were gone like this?

But the one who is more sad should be the boss.

With this thought in mind, the teenagers could only try to suppress their emotions, not wanting to touch the boss's sadness again.

Next to them was Xuan Wei, whose expression changed throughout the process: "..."

Wen Lang didn't say a word and was even consoled in return: "..."

Mixed feelings.

In the end, Wen Lang took out the colorful crystal core dug out from the root of the banyan tree, which slightly diverted the attention of the teenagers.

They asked about the origin of the crystal core. Normally, Wen Lang would never bother to say more.

But today, perhaps because he didn't want them to continue to be immersed in such a melancholy atmosphere, or perhaps because he saw that they were having a really hard time, Wen Lang mercifully told the story.Of course, the details about Xuan Wei's identity were skipped.

I was inevitably questioned midway, and an hour passed without me noticing.

By the time Wen Lang finally got rid of the kids, the other protagonist of the story had fallen asleep leaning on the other side of the sofa.

So they watched helplessly as the boss, who had been very impatient with them just now, with a look that could be called gentleness appeared on his eyebrows, carefully picked up the girl wrapped in a windbreaker and went to his bedroom...

When going upstairs, the girl seemed to open her eyes in confusion. After seeing the person holding her, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep, as if she was used to it.

Boys:...

Is this really their straight boss who doesn't understand the beauty and regards beauty as dirt?

Are you sure it's not someone pretending to be?

But when Qin Zihui came to the door the next day after returning from a mission, they felt relieved.

After all, they are the only ones who can still mercilessly insult the youngest person in power in the base to the point where he can't stand down.

In fact, Major Qin's attitude is quite good, and he is one of the few people in this base who is really happy that the boss is back.

But who made him fall in love with an unreliable fiancée?

In short, Major Qin's face was not good when he left.

I heard that he left and went to find Miss Li. I don’t know what they talked about. Judging from the results, it probably didn’t go well.

Based on the information occasionally revealed in the complaints of Major Qin's subordinates who were suffering from low pressure, it was speculated that Major Qin felt that his fiancée was hiding something from him.

But the teenagers from the Rainbow Gang were soon in no mood to pay attention to the cold war between the pair, because they were encountering new torture——

Help!The love-minded boss really can't bear it!

Xiaohong sat in the driver's seat and asked Xiaolan, who had just got in the car: "Why are you here? Isn't it Xiaolu's turn to go on a mission with us today?"

Before Xiao Lan could say anything, Xiao Bai, who was sitting in the back seat, sneered: "Hey, since the boss came back, have you seen Xiao Lu on a mission?"

Three black lines appeared on Xiaohong's forehead, "No, you were called away by Brother Lang again?"

Xiaolan closed the driver's door and nodded helplessly, "Yeah."

The corner of Xiaohong's mouth twitched, "Are you teaching him to knit again?"

Xiao Lan continued to nod, "Yeah."

Xiaohong endured it again and again, but still couldn't hold it back: "... Damn! Brother Lang is really..." Is he not sick?

Xiao Huang, another honest man in the back seat, said silently: "There's nothing we can do about it. Among us, only Xiao Lu can knit."

"Is this a question of whether you can knit when riding a horse?" Xiao Hong looked distressed, "If you don't tell Xiao Lu why a young boy in his prime has such a weird hobby, just say that Brother Lang is a killer! Evil God! Gang boss! Now he is learning to knit at home every day! Is that ridiculous? Is it reasonable? Doesn’t he ruin his character?!"

Xiao Huang added in a low voice: "Actually, it's not just about knitting. Yesterday I heard that Brother Lang wanted Xiao Qing to teach him how to cook."

Xiaohong, Xiaobai, Xiaolan: "..."

No wonder I saw Xiaoqing tinkering with ingredients in the kitchen early in the morning.

Xiaohong: "Damn! Brother Lang really has no lower limit to please his sister-in-law."

Xiaobai: "Hey, do you dare to call me sister-in-law in front of Sister Wei?"

Xiaolan: "Oh, I thought about how many hearts the boss ignored back then, but I never thought that today would happen. In fact...it's quite interesting to see the boss being frustrated."

Xiao Huang suddenly said again: "Don't let the boss hear this. Last night, Xiao Zi told me before going to bed that he insisted on Sister Wei teaching him how to draw talismans, but the boss took him away. He also told Sister Wei What's the saying, 'Look, these guys are just annoying, so I said they shouldn't come back'..."

Red, white and blue: "Shut up!" How could a 37-degree mouth say such cold words!

Xiao Huang: "..."

Grievance, it was obviously the boss who said it!

Their hearts were broken into pieces, but they didn't know that Xiao Lu and Xiao Qing were also as big as a bucket at this time.

Brother Lang can handle a knife, a gun, and a cannonball with his hands, so why do he have to touch knitting needles and spatulas? !

The two of them looked at the mess of wool and the pitch-black pot, and looked at each other, both of them collapsed——

Help!How can I get the boss to give up these two activities!They really can't carry it!

Xuan Wei was lying on the guardrail on the second floor, holding his chin and lowering his eyes. Wherever he looked, the man was still struggling with the wool.

The cause of the matter is actually very simple.

The material of the baseball cap was rather hard, and it would irritate Xuan Wei's ears if she kept wearing it. It was always uncomfortable after a long time.

Then Wen Lang saw Xiao Lu knitting a scarf one time, and suddenly he thought about knitting a woolen hat for Xuan Wei.

Xuan Wei: "Why are you asking for trouble? Isn't there something ready-made?"

Wen Lang: "Yes. So you wear it first and then change it after I finish knitting it."

Xuan Wei: "?" Forgive her for not understanding, "What's the point of this?"

Wen Lang: "Of course."

Once he passed through the gate of hell, he felt that this world was lifeless, because neither life nor death could make him feel excited or afraid.

But this time he escaped from death, he didn't want to explore right and wrong, he didn't want to taste the pain of being betrayed again, and he didn't want to speculate about whether he would be betrayed again.

never mind.Since no one can guarantee the result, just enjoy the process.

At least for now, he is enjoying feeding and grooming the kittens.

The young people were working hard in winter, Wenlang was causing trouble to wool and pots every day, and Xuanwei the cat was spending the winter hiding in bed.

It took Wen Lang two months to knit the hat. It is orange and has two bulges on the top.

Xuan Wei: "Why are there two pimples?"

Wen Lang was silent.

"These are two cat ears."

Xuan Wei: "..." It's quite abstract.

Wen Lang coughed and said, "It doesn't matter. If you don't like it, I can..."

Xuan Wei snatched the hat away with his hands.

After a pause, he quickly took off the delicate and elegant hat on his head and put on this beginner's hat that looked very poor at first glance.

Maybe it was because the hat was really awkward, and even Xuan Wei felt inexplicably uncomfortable wearing it.

She forced herself to be calm and turned away, leaving Wen Lang with an unconcerned figure. "I'm a little self-aware. I'm afraid I won't have to wait until next winter for you to knit another one."

Wen Lang stood there, looking at her back and the tip of her head swaying with her steps, and chuckled.

next winter.

He likes this word.