Northeast Treasure Rat

In this way, after being forcibly fed wave after wave of dog food, everyone reached a consensus on the speculation that there is an inevitable connection between the intruder and the phantom race. Next, more evidence needs to be collected, which is not easy. After several discussions, several people decided to start from three aspects.

One is the clues of the intruder, which is very difficult, because at present, they still know too little about the intruder.The other one is to start with the phantom race. Although it is not easy, at least the phantom race still exists in this era. The last one is to start with the invaded world and race. The purpose of the invaders is still unclear. If If you can find the common ground between the doomed world, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

In the chat room, everyone assigned their respective tasks and continued to discuss some interesting news. As for Ye Jian, worthy of the title of a great god, he is proficient at making facial expressions very quickly. At least in an afternoon, the gray-haired little A wolf is jumping around on the screen, and occasionally rolling around to attract Shu Xun's attention when he is ignored, so Shu Xun also began to try to edit his expressions, from patting his head, pinching his ears, and smoothing his fur. It started with a simple expression, and later, a fluffy blue-gray ball appeared on the screen of the optical brain, which was very similar to Shu Xun's animal form.

And Lie Yang, Meng Moyu, and Hui Hui have also changed from being terrified at the beginning to getting used to it. Just like now, they can calmly discuss which planet has what beautiful food, while watching the little mouse grab their beard on the screen. A lying gray wolf.

Lie Yang: "I feel a little tingling in the eyes, is this the rumored blindness?"

Meng Moyu: "You left a word like a dog."

Lie Yang: "Oh, my eyes feel a little stinging. Is this the rumor that Ye Jian's eyes were blinded by a flash?"

Gray made a speechless expression. "My lord, aren't you afraid of fighting? General Ye Jian is a wolf."

Lie Yang made an expression of looking around. "Where is the wolf? Where is the wolf? You mean the one on the screen lying down and wagging its tail?"

The gray wolf on the screen raised its eyes, looked contemptuously at Lie Yang, sharpened its claws, then picked up the little mouse that was still struggling to pluck its beard, turned around, and slapped towards the screen. In the upper right corner, after a while, only a pair of distant backs remained of the two small expression balls.

Lie Yang, who was despised by an expression, suddenly erected his tentacles, and decided to study how to edit chat expressions.

Everyone chatted all afternoon. Relaxation after tense emotions is the most pleasant. This kind of day is most suitable for basking in the warm sun, nestling on the sofa to spend the day leisurely, and the few people are also chatting like this. The closer the distance, the inexplicably more intimacy and cordiality between each other. In the end, the few people even agreed on the time and place to go out for fun together. It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that everyone left the chat room one after another.

When Ye Jian returned to his residence in the setting sun, he stepped into the room, and the first thing he saw was the fluffy dumpling sleeping on the coffee table, the two little feet of the dumpling were even hanging on the small hanging chair.It seemed that this unexpected posture made Shu Xun unexpectedly comfortable. Next to the fluffy dumpling, Dafu was sleeping soundly with his pillow on the dumpling's soft belly.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of Ye Jian's lips, he felt that his wife was so easy to raise, a coffee table was enough.With his back facing the setting sun, the living room was a golden color, and the long figure drawn by the setting sun was projected on the coffee table. Ye Jian suddenly tilted his head, then raised his hand, and the shadow of his palm gently stroked the plush on the coffee table. Tuanzi, soft and silent.

Although the comfort was silent, the sensitive plush dumpling still felt that the sun was blocked, and the sleeping dumpling subconsciously chased the sunlight, so the plush dumpling, who didn't even open her eyes, kicked off the small hanging with her two little feet The chair fell back onto the coffee table, exerting force with two small hind paws, and the body slid smoothly on the coffee table for a short distance, just out of the range covered by the shadow of Ye Jian's palm. Dafu lost his pillow and his eyes were not open. Staring at his short legs, he found the dumpling instinctively, rubbed it over, and rested his pillow.

Ye Jian "..." Looking at the unconscious Shu Xun on the coffee table, Ye Jian's palm moved again and covered Tuanzi's body. The paw slid a short distance on the coffee table, and Dafu followed closely behind, rubbing it with the same movements.

Ye Jian immediately smiled. If it continues, Ye Jian has no doubt that a piece of cake-shaped Shu Xun can completely wipe the coffee table.Ye Jian stretched his long legs, stepped over to the coffee table in two steps, moved the mouse cake from the coffee table to his palm, then looked at Dafu who was struggling to find a pillow, picked up Dafu and put it in In the small hanging chair, Dafu rubbed against the soft quilt in the hanging chair, and soon fell asleep again.

Seeing this, Xiaofu flapped his wings, gently landed on the small hanging chair, and skillfully covered the person sleeping in it with a quilt.Ye Jian returned to the bedroom with the mouse cake in his hands, and put the fluffy dumpling on the big flat bed. Looking at the unconscious dumpling, Ye Jian stood by the bed for a long time, then stretched out his fingers to smooth the fluffy dumpling from head to tail. After smoothing the hair, Ye Jian found out speechlessly that the Shu Xun of a piece of cake looked thinner now, and Ye Jian was a little puzzled. Could it be that the mouse is actually made of liquid?

Mouse Cake on the bed was soundly asleep, Ye Jian turned around and went to the bathroom, after a brief wash, Ye Jian changed into home clothes and went back to the bedroom, but there was no sign of Tuanzi on the bed in the bedroom, Ye Jian had no expression on his face, But he felt a little lost in his heart, knowing that Shu Xun must have run back to the small hanging chair on the coffee table again, Ye Jian felt that he was completely stumped.

Because before leaving the bathroom, the always calm general became nervous again, just because the extra Shu Xun on his bed, even in the state of a small mouse cake, can still easily stir his emotions and heart, even the palm of his hand As long as I think of the plush dumplings sleeping next to the pillow, I feel inexplicably at ease and satisfied.

Looking at the empty pillow, Ye Jian couldn't tell whether he was relieved or helplessly lost. Looking at the small bedroll that hadn't been unfolded for a long time beside the pillow, Ye Jian sighed silently, Then he lifted the quilt and lay down, but just as his head rested on the pillow, he heard a humming sound from under the pillow, as if something was being suppressed and let out a breath.

Suppressed? !

Ye Jian jumped up from the bed in an instant, turned his head to the pillow, and saw the pillow moved slightly, and then a mouse cake crawled out from under the pillow.

Ye Jian! ! !

Plush Tuanzi seemed to have opened his eyes, but he still didn't seem to be awake. Staring at his short legs, he spun around on the bed, then slid to the side of the pillow, lifted his little head to rest on it, and continued to close his eyes. After a while, the small body moved up and down, and there was a slight snoring sound in the bedroom.

Ye Jian with a paralyzed face "..."

General Ye finally sorted out his terrified emotions. He glanced at the balls on the pillow and made sure that he would not be crushed before lying down again. Shu Xun's position was right on Ye Jian's neck. Seen from above, Ye Jian was in a standard standing posture.

The light in the bedroom gradually dimmed, and Ye Jian could almost feel the warm heat emanating from the fluffy ball at the neck. The little head rubbed against Ye Jian's neck.Not long after, it seemed that the pillow was too high, and the fluffy ball uncomfortably stepped on Ye Jian's shoulders to adjust his sleeping position, tossing and turning like a pancake, his little head dishonestly looking for a place to rest, after tossing for a long time, Plush Tuanzi finally took Ye Jian's extended palm as a suitable pillow, and fell silent.

At some point, the corpse-like Ye Jian finally relaxed his body, and the softness of his neck seemed to become extremely natural. Tiredness struck, and Ye Jian fell into a dream.

It seemed that he slept very deeply that night. In the early morning of the second day, when the morning light poured into the bedroom through the window, Ye Jian inexplicably felt that he had fallen asleep, and the pillow became a bit insufficient, so he subconsciously moved towards the center of the pillow, but it turned out that Hit the road.

Ye Jian opened his eyes, and what he saw was a head of satin-like black hair. The long black hair was evenly scattered on the bed. Down the hair, there was the young man's neck as white as jade, and then his slightly thin shoulders, which were loose and loose. covered with a quilt.

The expressionless Ye Jian finally cracked when the young man turned around. Almost when the villain in his heart was about to go crazy, the young man in front of him also opened his eyes. Those were a pair of black pupils that were as gentle as jade, With a little sleepiness and laziness in his eyes, the young man looked at Ye Jian, finally rolled his eyes with a smile, and the sound of water sounded. "Good morning, Mr. Ye Jian."

For some unknown reason, all the tension and confusion disappeared from the young man's smiling face. Ye Jian relaxed his body, and also did not get up. He lay on his side on the bed, and naturally continued in a slightly deep and cold voice. "Good morning, Mr. Shu Xun."

On a pillow, two people's heads were very close to each other. Shu Xun moved his head forward to prevent himself from falling off the pillow. Ye Jian also reacted in the same way. The foreheads of the two people finally touched each other, and the warm body temperature carried a feeling of peace of mind. The power is passed on to each other.

The morning is bright, and people rush into the bedroom. It seems that even the sun is yearning for the peace and tranquility. On the big bed in the bedroom, two men with the same handsome face are touching their foreheads, and they are quietly depending on each other. The temperature, cut into silhouettes, the years are quiet, peaceful and comfortable, everything is just because you wake up in the morning with you next to the pillow, so even the plain morning is lingering with a sense of satisfaction.

The author has something to say:

The lazy bed after being busy is definitely the most comfortable~~ Therefore, Lao Xuan, who has practiced for an afternoon in the afternoon, will be lazy tomorrow~~

Ke Er practiced driving on the slope and turned off the engine four times before climbing up.

Lao Xuan "..."

coach"……"

Fortunately, the coach is gentle with fried chicken, and has been comforting Lao Xuan to turn off the engine when he is practicing, so that he will not turn off the engine during the test.

Lao Xuan believed it, ↖(^ω^)↗ refueling and practicing the car, I feel that if I fail the second part, I'm sorry for the coach, I'm sorry for the brakes, I'm sorry for that slope...

On the possibility of a snail with uncoordinated hands and feet passing Section [-] at one time~~~~~o(>_<)o~~

In addition, I changed the gray name, and after some research, I found out that Yan Hui was a student of Confucius. Well, if you change your name, you don’t have to worry too much about it.