After becoming a male goblin

Zhang Shu, what do you mean?return!Anyway, it's also my first love who held hands and kissed her lips. What do you mean by despising me so much? ! ! !

Although she is a goblin, but she is confined to the weak buds, unable to develop more power, temporarily unable to pressure Zhang Shu to make him change his words, and can only sulk alone.

After a while, I figured it out——Zhang Shu is not a monster, he can’t see me, he probably dislikes the sun shining into the room, or maybe he dislikes the haze and fog outside, which hurts the eyes, or maybe it’s because I think the big fly that just flew past me is in the way...

Well, how could he see me coveting him with a mimosa on my face.

When I was idle and bored, I began to look at the place where my first love lived.Well, the bedroom is very clean and tidy, with simple decoration, in line with his impression of his character.The back is so warm and comfortable under the sun, I just want to change my face to bask in the sun.However, this movement is obviously a bit strenuous for my budding state.After finally turning around, the morning sun shone on her face, making her feel indescribably comfortable.

I was feeling comfortable, so I desperately glanced down, and this glance made me jump—oh my god!so high!What kind of idleness are you, Zhang Shu, to live on such a high floor!Why didn't I realize how big your heart is before?Putting a mimosa plant on such a high balcony with no protective measures, is it intended to watch the mimosa fall to pieces?

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I have a lot of resentment, I can't help it, I originally had a slight fear of heights, didn't this scare Zhang Shu into a moderate fear of heights?

Until Zhang Shu came back from the gym, I was still thinking "Zhang Shu, you are so heartbroken, I forgot that your male ticket is a little afraid of heights?" Is there nothing left, okay?"...

I don't know if it's because Zhang Shu and I still have some kind of mutual understanding, or Zhang Shu's IQ suddenly went up, anyway, when he came out to see me after taking a shower, he moved me into the back in a homemade mesh basket.

Oh, he just looked at me for a while, then smiled, I don't know what the man was laughing at, and then moved me to a safe place - where the sun can shine, and I won't see the scary thing at the bottom of the building high.

That smile was just like the smile of the Virgin, and I was fascinated for a while even in my fear.

If I want to be human again, I will definitely give Zhang Shu a big and long hug!

Although the buds sprouted, Zhang Shu didn't give much attention to them - he would glance at the direction of the balcony in the morning, and then draw the curtains to cover the indoor scene.There must have been no sun when he came back at night, and I, who had just germinated and was very weak, gathered up the leaves and went to sleep without the sun, and I didn't see anyone else at all.

Why didn't I realize that this person had something wrong before?What does this guy think if he doesn't draw the curtains at night and only draws them in the morning?

Tsk, I feel refreshed and have nothing to do in the morning, even if I want to pass the time by looking at his figure a few more times.

Sure enough, it's better to be a human being.I think back when we were dating, I was still groping around and pinching him a few times, but now I can't take a few more glances, alas, the grass is not as good as a human...

"Zhang Shu, you bastard, do you know who you are if you don't touch it for nothing?" Depressed, it's better to be a human, although you may not be able to eat him, but at least you can touch him a few times to get addicted.

Zhang Shu didn't talk to me until I grew leaves and grew taller.

But... I would rather he ignore me.

Go, go, don't touch my leaves, don't you know that the new branches of mimosa can't stand it?I just woke up and accumulated some strength, so you come to torment me, are you bored? ! !

Of course, Zhang Shu can't hear the complaints of my male mimosa plant.

So, every morning when he wakes up, he closes the window first, opens the curtains after washing and dressing, and then still comes out to the balcony to tease me.

Well, that's right, it's just teasing. His eyes and movements are teasing, which always makes me breathe harder.

Tsk, sure enough, no matter whether it is an animal or a plant, the morning is the time when the blood is young and cannot withstand teasing.

Huh?Why is this guy pulling the curtains in the morning?

Sure enough, I didn't live together before and didn't know his habits in this regard?

Is there a voyeur with a telescope on the opposite side?

Can't it?This floor is so damn high, there are only a few tall buildings around, and they are still so far apart.He leaves early and returns late. When he was at home, it was foggy outside, and his vision was not very good, unless that "peeping tom" was holding an astronomical telescope?

Astronomical telescope, Zhang Shu, shirtless, just dangling a small piece of fabric... suddenly felt feasible.

Ah bah bah, that "peeping tom" is really enough, it's really wicked to use the telescope for this!

Zhang Shu was still beside me, he bent down to water me.

Me: ...Can you pull up the collar of your sweatshirt?I've already spotted the red one in you...it's so exciting early in the morning, it makes me a male mimosa plant blood spurt...and it doesn't let the mimosa live!

As I grew up a little, my drowsiness seemed to be more serious—I woke up in the morning when the sun came out, stretched the leaves, and fell asleep after six o’clock in the evening when the sun didn’t shine.It seems that another big step has been taken in the direction of male mimosa—the physiological habits are gradually becoming consistent.

So, apart from being able to see Zhang Shu every morning, I didn't notice the fact that he came back very late recently, and there was an extra person in the guest room at home, and the two of them went in and out together all day long.

On Saturday morning, when Zhang Shu came back from exercising, he drew the curtains and opened the glass door halfway for ventilation. He took off his shirt and was shirtless, and was about to go into the bathroom.And I was spying on his four-pack abs openly, my eyes glued to the sweat that slid down the neck and disappeared into the abdomen.I was engrossed in watching and having fun, when suddenly I heard a strange male voice: "Zhang Shu, you can make breakfast instead of eating downstairs."

Zhang Shu responded: "Okay."

I shuddered, barely steadying myself so the leaves wouldn't close up.

Where is the sound coming from here?I didn't make a sound?Could it be that there are other spirited things spying on Zhang Shu's figure in this room? ...

Okay, I admit, it's my male mimosa that thinks too much.The owner of that strange male voice was not some ghost, but... a tall and handsome man.

Well, it’s still a bit inferior compared to me, at least my peach blossom eyes are more energetic than his; the figure is very stylish, but it’s too much, and wearing a T-shirt gives people a sense of oppression on the body, unlike me He looks like a beast in clothes; his temperament is even more incomparable to mine.

I was evaluating the appearance and attractiveness of this "guest" of "unknown origin", while I was distracted thinking about the other meaning of the conversation between the two of them just now - don't you want to eat downstairs?Could it be that you have lived here for a long time, and you are tired of eating downstairs?

No, I haven't seen you before, where are you a savage from?

And asked Zhang Shu to make breakfast, who are you to him?

How never heard of it?