[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

The black hole said greatly: "How do I know what to do? Speaking of which, I am just a black hole."

Although you seem to be just an extremely deep black hole, since you can let me go through it, then it is absolutely easy to attack and suffer asexually and have children, right?

Black Hole let out a big cold snort, his undulating voice was still indistinguishable: "If you have time to read those pornographic books that have no background, no plot, no story, only description, only climax, and only meat, why don't you fill up yours? IQ?"

ha?Am I being ridiculed by a black hole with no face, facial features, let alone brain organs?If I thought you were not human, I wouldn't sue you for defamation!

"You are so, so stupid." It clicked twice in a serious manner, even though the contempt in the tone of the words was flat, but it did not hide it, "I thought you should have found out that there was another time traveler from the beginning—— —”

"Wait, you mean there's another time traveler?" I interrupted it.

The black hole replied greatly: "Did you know the existence of 'him'?"

"Is that so." I frowned, thought for a while, and asked, "Then he also used a drum washing machine to cross over?"

"..." The black hole was silent for a while, "No."

I raised my voice: "Why doesn't he use a front-loading washing machine! You are treating them differently! Modern society must emphasize equality between men and women, my dear! Report it to feminists every minute and kill you, what the hell!"

The black hole seems to have taken a deep breath in the void, and then its last words slowly disappeared with its figure.

"But the drum washing machine can't fit him, what can I do..."

You have the ability to stop and run!I definitely feel the author's full malice towards the thin man!What does it mean to be unable to fit?Is it a ball that is fat as a bear with me?In that case, I seem to know who "he" is——

d, a private detective with excellent case-handling ability, after accidentally discovering ned's special ability, he persuaded him to cooperate with him.

The above is from Du Niang.

There is no way, he is the worst among those who push chrysanthemums.

It turned out that the fat ball I traveled with was the completely broken marinated egg that I used to make into a meme. It feels like I will never be able to look directly at the dark marinated egg again. How can it be broken?

I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something, but it shouldn't be important. At this time, I really shouldn't give my mind to other insignificant things. The most important thing is to stare at my male god affectionately.

I silently closed the small theater in my brain, and looked fiercely at the two-meter man in the kitchen wearing a pink Y apron. Obviously, the limited-time promotional items in the supermarket were a bit small, but they clearly outlined the waistline of the male god. It highlights the buttocks of the male god.

Ned came out of the kitchen carrying two steaming plates of pasta, blinked his big wet eyes, and said with some doubts: "This is the only one at home, eat something first."

goo-dong-

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

The light yellow noodles wrapped in tomato meat sauce are more colorful and attractive against the snow-white plate. A little green rosemary is sprinkled on top, which looks fresh and appetizing.

But more importantly——

Male god, if you keep looking at me like this, I think I can fill in [-] words non-stop without repeating meat/text play, really.

I didn't dare to look any more, I took the plate from Ned and looked down for food, for fear that I might accidentally run out of the bleeding volume originally scheduled for my aunt this month in one day.

However, as a male god, how could he only attack with his face? Even food can add invisible damage to killing people!

Aww, the spaghetti made by the male god himself, so happy that I really want to give birth to him a monkey!

Aww, is this the dish full of love in the legend? It really looks like "The Little Master of China" shining brightly!

Aww, it's so sweet that I want to cry, my nose is sore, what should I do!

Ned looked at me nervously. "Cecilia! What's wrong with you? Did I put too much onion?"

A familiar hot current gushed out again without warning, and in the panicked, dumbfounded and unbelievable eyes of the male god, it quietly followed the corners of my unconsciously curved lips, the small and exquisite minibus, and the slender white body. The neck, the delicate and attractive collarbone flow all the way to the collar of the T-shirt.

The ominous premonition has come true, I don't think I will need abc this month.

I took the tissue from Ned, calmly covered my nose that was bleeding again, and asked in a muffled voice, "Can you lend me a piece of clothing?"

Believe me, I definitely didn't want to take the opportunity to get my hands on the male god's wardrobe, nor did I want to sniff the smell on his clothes and feel the temperature of his close body.

Really, look at my sincere and calm eyes.

Ned looked at my slightly embarrassed but calm look, met my crystal-clear eyes, and subconsciously nodded.

Sure enough, I should be an actress, Hollywood needs me.

I silently covered my nose to prevent the surging blood from gushing out.

What Ned gave me was a long-sleeved white shirt, probably in consideration of covering as much as possible the skin that I can touch with him, but I really don't mind wearing only his camisole...

I flattened my mouth, since this has already happened, then for the safety of my life, I should give up taking off my trousers to get rid of the boyfriend's shirt play that has been brewing in my mind for a long time.

I’m so tired, I feel like I can’t love anymore, I’m about to despair of this world that can’t be licked, especially after hearing that the guy who seems to be my teammate may be a huge marinated egg, I’d rather have a good fight with Oliver I don't want to play well with braised eggs.

Alas, who said this is an era of looking at faces.

I opened the door and said as I walked, "Ned, I'm fine."

So I saw my male god was forced to the sofa by the leg pendant Miss Oliver who wanted to wax her height even when she was standing on the coffee table, and wanted to have a good fight with her just now, with affectionate eyes, The helpless and at a loss expression on his face really made people want to destroy flowers from the bottom of their hearts.

Do I want to apply to join the team where the leg pendant overthrows the male god master?

I had a look of surprise on my face, but I thought about it seriously in my heart.

But Oliver was obviously more surprised than I was. She instantly withdrew her rippling smile, pointed at me aggressively and said, "Why is she here?"

Small hands, big strength.

It's you, Oliver Chicory.

I bypassed her hand that was straight out in front of me, and walked over to Ned, who was first unable to bear to look at me, then helpless, and finally relieved from the moment I appeared, pushed him to sit on the sofa, and hugged his arm. Li leaned beside him, looking at Oliver who could finally look down on us with the purest and innocent eyes.

"What do you say?"

Ahhhhhhhh what a bitch I am! Baby, let's tear it apart!Come, have a good fight!

"You!" Oliver pointed at me, too angry to speak.

Although she has a face that looks particularly unattractive to women, Miss Oliver is surprisingly innocent in the field of bullying.

I observed her plump bodice that swayed slightly with the uncontrollable trembling of her body, and couldn't help shaking my head.

You know, how can you beat a male god if you are not fair? You have already lost at the starting point.

Ned sighed and said helplessly, "Okay, don't make trouble."

He paused, and continued: "Cecilia is currently homeless, and I'm just taking her in temporarily."

Hey, the male god seems to have forgotten to pull me off his arm, I rub.

Oliver immediately gave a sweet smile, as if adding a stunt: "That's so inconvenient, why don't you come to my house, the two girls have a mutual care."

Ned twitched the corner of his mouth: "But just now you..."

Oliver immediately interjected: "Just now I was just excited to see Cecilia."

As he spoke, he pulled me out who was still tired and crooked with all his strength, and took the initiative to give me a big hug that seemed innocent.

In the end, it happened to fit around my waist, which was less than one foot eight, and I couldn't help it, and it gave me a free gift with cute big white eyes no matter how you look at it.

Oh, dear Miss Oliver, I won’t tell you the whole show that I don’t like the heroine who is full of confidence, mentally retarded, annoying, and IQ is not online, but I prefer you who are eccentric, persistent and affectionate. Seeing the same male god in the same time and space must be the rhythm of one male and one female.

For the time being, I don’t want to come out yet, even if I know that I am still handsome and charming, so please quietly be a dedicated female lead, and don’t try to challenge my status as a temporary Mary Sue heroine, thank you.

I smiled and said softly, "But Ned said he would take responsibility for me."

Yes, Ned did say that, but it was when the poor girl who died from the original owner was somehow cheated by his finger.

Oliver looked at Ned in disbelief, and Ned scratched his head, as if remembering that he had indeed promised, so he blinked his big innocent eyes and nodded.

I raised a reserved smile and just looked at Oliver quietly.

Oliver glanced at me silently, slammed the door and left.

I think her inner monologue at this time should be a succinct "bitch!"

Alas, I am also a good fan of the male god, I wanted to get along with you, but unfortunately I got involved in the torrent of fate, how can I resist the will of God as a weak person.

I sighed lonely and sad, with a feeling of contradiction that I am not alone in my way and that I am too cold at a high place.

The thin lips of the male god beside him were slightly parted, and his handsome brows and eyes were filled with a pitiful look of grievance. He looked at me and asked doubtfully, "Did I do something wrong?"

I smiled sweetly, and couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek: "God and God, you are so sweet and so sweet, are you artificial in your family, I declare you!"

Then--

Then there is no more.

Because I smugly licked the male god, I just hung up.

sosad.