Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

"So, Yinsang, you cunningly exchanged a broken refrigerator for such a beautiful woman and put it in your home. The beautiful woman not only worked hard but also proposed to you—"

"What a goddamn damn fish-eyed uncle Alu!"

The hoarse accusation, accompanied by unbelievable and almost overflowing jealousy and envy, surrounded the protagonist of this incident.

Sakata Gintoki lay on the throne made of strawberry milk and lazily picked his nose: "Be respectful, my little ones, this is the Heroic Spirit of the FAOO studio next door, who chose me as the Master to fulfill my wishes. Oh no super golden thighs."

"But Yinsang, I'm a man who won't easily agree even if someone proposes. First of all, I have to squeeze out all the value of the other party. Is there a caster after cleaning? Come and give your master a shoulder squeeze." -"

that's terrible.

This natural roll called Sakata Yinshi is terrible from the beginning to the end.

The glasses boy and the Chinese lady who worked part-time at Wanshiwu looked at Sakata Yinshi with contempt in their eyes, obviously spurning this person from the bottom of their hearts.

However, the heroic spirit who came suddenly came over obediently.

Heroic Spirit has just received an order from the master to clean and organize the entire room.

The strawberry milk that was originally piled up in a mess is now all neatly piled together, forming the "throne" that Sakata Gintoki leans on.

The slightly discolored floor was slowly exposed, becoming smooth and shiny.

The heroic spirit finished its final cleansing very quickly, and a slender and slender figure finally appeared behind the half-open kitchen door.

"Yes, master."

Just listening to the sound, it is as clean as the softest and most delicate silk.

As if gently wrapped in silver armor, his attire is like a knight from the Middle Ages, solemn and holy, but even the silver light flowing on the metal surface does not have any sharp aura.

Ellie, who has become a heroic spirit, has a perfect face bestowed by God.

Like a glacier receding, melting into the sapphire-like sea water, the smooth blue hair only slightly slipped from the shoulders, hanging lightly in front of the cold breastplate.

That alone is enough to touch everyone's heart.

Even in a crowded and small room, even if the truly beautiful face has not been revealed, this unique temperament cannot be affected...

"--and many more."

Suddenly someone said.

"Which bastard put the bucket on Mr. Yingling's head!!!"

Sakata Gintoki, who was violently beaten up by the wage earners, struggled hard, and at the same time argued hard: "Is there a mistake? This is for your own good as well! Hey! How could that face be exposed so openly! Hey, it will definitely be Hey, the one that started the world war!"

That's right, after being stunned for a long time, Sakata Gintoki finally forced his body to move - rushed into the kitchen, picked up the bucket, and put the bucket on the heroic spirit's head with his eyes closed.

As expected of Shiroyasha, who used to roam the battlefield in the past, his willpower is extremely strong. Of course, there may be reasons why the passive skill effect of the heroic spirit will reduce the Master.

He realized right then that this heroic spirit who appeared out of nowhere was not only an idiot(?) who casually proposed to a strange man, but also a very hot trouble.

"Thank you for your concern, this will not hinder my actions."

"But but but—"

Airlie said seriously: "It's just a little short of breath. I can completely overcome this difficulty by myself. Please rest assured, friend of the master."

He took advantage of the situation to raise his hand, and turned the long iron bar that fell directly in front and would slap the barrel body with a step, to the back.

The three people who heard this righteous statement: "..."

"The cleaning has been done, next, ok, squeeze the master's shoulders."

From the perspective of the onlookers, the beauty is still a beauty even if her head is held in a bucket, her figure is still extraordinary, and the long dark blue pendulum under the armor flutters with her steps, outlining an extremely beautiful arc.

——Boom.

It was the thump of the silver knee pads that wrapped the knees against the ground.

He knelt down, right in front of Sakata Gintoki who crashed into the Strawberry Milk Mountain, and pressed against the staggered calves of the man who had just become Master.

"..."

Although he declared so confidently that he was a straight man and would never accept unexplained marriage proposals, at this moment, Sakata Gintoki's heartbeat still stopped suddenly.

Randomly find a few love novels mixed with dog blood on the market, most of them have a key description of a certain aspect of the hero or heroine.

That is "taste".

The rich and tangy floral fragrance, the fresh and refreshing light mint fragrance, or some kind of unique and charming perfume smell, to a certain extent, have the effect of deepening the impression and paving the way for emotions.

However, Ellie didn't smell anything.

This does not mean that he is bland and unattractive without taste, but on the contrary, his attractiveness does not need to be reflected by the so-called smell at all.

— Only need unintentional movement.

——A little deeper, that is, a flat and unwavering look in his eyes that is temporarily invisible.

Airlie's hands fell softly on his master's shoulders.

Rubbing shoulders is very common, but what is uncommon is that someone would actually rub someone else's shoulders face to face.

The creaking and rattling noises kept ringing, as if they were moaning in pain from the abyss, and it seemed that they were close at hand.

"Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why don't you take your gloves off and pinch-oooooo!"

The master who "enjoyed" the service of the heroic spirit's shoulder pinching was screaming in pain, and tears burst out.

Airlie: "Sorry, master, this is not a glove, and it cannot be removed."

He continued to pinch, with a very correct attitude, and he definitely did not slack off the water.

A quarter of an hour later, the silver-haired natural curly curly man who had finally survived the "torture" collapsed into a dying ball, almost being smashed by the strawberry milk behind him, and buried him in the milk pile.

Airlie seemed to have timed it ahead of time, and caught his master with precision.

The scene that has become strange now is: the heroic spirit with the bucket above his head is still kneeling upright, stretching out his arm, and firmly pressing the silver-haired man's shoulder.

Sakata Gintoki almost thought that his gaze passed through the obstacle blocking the heroic spirit's face, and directly met the pair of pupils below.

But it didn't, so he collected himself and spoke.

"Hey, Caster, you boy... are you thinking about how to seduce me? Let me explain first, don't waste your efforts, Ah Yin, I absolutely—[-]%! I prefer fair-skinned and beautiful elder sisters."

The terrific shameless words were uttered!

However, although the words are more straightforward, the meaning has not changed much.

In the lazy eyes of the silver-haired man, there was a sharpness that could not be ignored.

The added pressure can only be felt by the heroic spirit locked by such eyes.

Yep.

He felt it.

only--

Airlie's voice doesn't even have a noticeable ups and downs.

"Master, I don't have a very clear definition of what you mean by 'seduction'." He said this, as if he was talking about the most normal thing.

"But one thing I never deny."

Caught off guard, the Heroic Spirit who said so suddenly let go of his hand, and at the same time, the abrupt prop covering his face was removed.

The long hair that was tied up was scattered again in the next second, like undulating blue water waves, and his eyes were also blue, but deeper.

The pupils are slightly purple, full of mystery that can't be seen clearly, as if there are two most beautiful irises dotted in the most beautiful eyes.

"I can feel your 'power', in line with the standard prescribed by God."

"So, I still want to..."

"I propose to you."

Boom!

Another bang.

Different from the crashing sound just now, this time the battle was bigger and almost deafening.

The floor of the second floor was almost smashed through by the sudden shock.

It was only after Mr. Yingling showed his face that he realized how good-looking he was. The wage earners of Wanshiwu woke up from the shock and took a closer look to find out what happened.

Gintoki Sakata threw Ellie to the ground with one fist.

"What is God's rule? You have to propose to any powerful guy you meet!"

Ellie, who was lying on the cold floor, said blankly, "It's..."

Sakata Gintoki didn't look at him, and twisted his expression and rubbed his red right hand vigorously: "Let's not say that I'm not such a casual man, heck, feelings are all about your love and my willingness, even if you ask for marriage, you have to be happy Beg happily, have some will of your own, won't you do anything other than propose, you idiot!"

"Looking at you like this, how can you be happy?"

"I……"

"It's over, it's over, I didn't expect that the heroic spirit who sent me to the door was a peerless scumbag, and he must have deceived countless teenagers and girls before this, Kagura and Shinpachi, you two little devils, stay away from him and don't get too close—poof !"

Before he finished speaking, Sakata Gintoki jumped up under the flying kick of the Kagura girl, and was submerged by the mountain of strawberry milk.

"The beauty will fall in love with me after defeating the natural roll of waste wood, Alu! Go to hell, Alu!"

Another earth-shattering farce has begun, and there is no tendency to stop for the time being.

The only normal person here, the bespectacled boy Shimura Shinpachi finished complaining respectfully and professionally, only then did he remember that Mr. Yingling, who was beaten to the ground by Sakata Gintoki, was still lying on the ground.

He moved over cautiously, covered his chest that was hit by the acceleration of his heart, tried his best to look away, and just said a few words:

"that……"

Before he finished speaking, Shimura Shinpachi heard another voice.

The source of the sound is not far away.

Airlie stared fixedly at the empty ceiling, a trace of fragile confusion gradually appeared in his blank eyes.

He could only mutter to himself.

"Other things..."

"But besides that. What else can I do."

The above is one of the reasons for the confusion, and there is another point, which is the root cause of Ellie's heavy blow.

Ok……

Looking at the past, this is Ellie, who often does everything with his face in a second——

The first marriage proposal failed.