He is super fierce and super warm [Rebirth]

After a series of seductions, failures, failures, and seductions, Mu Zili gradually calmed down, while Qiao Qiyuan lamented that he had finally stabilized the situation.

However, looking at the increasingly depressed Mu Zili, Qiao Qiyuan finally couldn't bear to choose——

Take Mu Zili to the entertainment planet Sandola for a few days.

"Brother, I want to eat ice cream."

"Okay." Qiao Qiyuan manipulated the optical brain and clicked on a virtual shop called Dessert Castle, "What flavor do you want?"

Mu Zili stared at Qiao Qiyuan's bare arm, "Chocolate."

Qiao Qiyuan didn't notice Mu Zili's gaze, and flipped through the menu on his own, looking like he was hesitating what to eat.

Mu Zili rolled his eyeballs and suggested, "Brother, you can eat ice cream too, vanilla flavor."

Qiao Qiyuan didn't doubt him, so he ordered and paid.

The service robot follows the navigation and delivers the ice cream to their hands.

Qiao Qiyuan quickly wiped out the vanilla flavored ice cream one bite after another, and found that there was still more than half of the ice cream in Mu Zili's hand.

"Isn't the chocolate flavor delicious?" He thought the vanilla one was not bad?

Mu Zili shook his head, "It's delicious."

And go on, lick, lick, lick...

Now Qiao Qiyuan knew why Mu Zili ate so slowly: he licked it all.

"It's going to melt when you lick it, hurry up."

"But, you just want to eat the feeling of melting..." Mu Zili stared at the column-shaped ice cream in his hand, with an inexplicable expression.

"...as you like."

Uh, is it his illusion?Why is the shape of the ice cream in Mu Zili's hand not quite right?Normally speaking, when the spiral ice cream melts and is licked, it should be in the shape of a cone. How could Mu Zili have a cylinder in his hand?

Is it Mu Zili's personal special hobby?

Qiao Qiyuan fell into deep thought.

"It's delicious, it's delicious..." Mu Zili licked the chocolate-colored drops of water that had melted from the upper edge, and his eyes swept across Qiao Qiyuan's body again and again.

In the end, I successfully licked the ice cream into a simple human figure: the one with only a round head, neck and shoulders.

"Brother, look."

"Ok?"

"Is it very similar to you?" Mu Zili pointed at the shaped ice cream with his other hand as if offering a treasure.

"..." No, it doesn't look like that at all, "you'd better eat him quickly."

"Hmph, I'll eat 'you' right away!" Mu Zili stared at Qiao Qiyuan, and opened his mouth to wipe off the ice cream one by one.

well!I don't know when I can really eat Qiao Qiyuan?

Mu Zili licked the chocolate stains on the corner of his mouth with his pink tongue, still wanting more.

"It's so delicious? Would you like another one?"

"One more...?" Mu Zili showed a bewildered smile, his cheeks flushed slightly, and shyly shook his head.

"?" Isn't it just eating ice cream?Why did Mu Zili have an expression as if he was forcing him to eat something impure?

"Hee hee." It's so funny that brother can't figure it out.

"You...Little Miao'er?!" Why did Mu Zili's face suddenly become so ugly?

"...It's... It's her!... It's her!"

Qiao Qiyuan was about to follow Mu Zili's gaze when he was stopped by Mu Zili.

"Brother, don't look at her, don't look at her, don't look at her!!!" Mu Zili grabbed Qiao Qiyuan, looking crazy.

As soon as Mu Zili said this, Qiao Qiyuan became even more curious, and involuntarily looked there again, and happened to meet a woman.

No! －－－－

The author has something to say:

Stuck in a bottleneck and want to open a new pit.

It would be a good idea to finish the next chapter (?

[I still want to be the sun today - theater] serialization, adding bookmarks helps to connect the context

＊The rule of the game is to have a conversation without revealing the prompt

Tip: the sun = husband OR day

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Joe: Why the sun?

Mu: Because... I want to be the sun.

Joe: ...You want to be crazy about the sun.

Wood: The sun, the sun? (twist, twist, twist

Joe: ...It's awkward, we agreed not to be the sun.

Wood: No, good!

Wood: I want the sun!

Wood: Sun! !

Wood: Sun! ! ! (knock bowl