[Zerg] This male loves to complain

After Al finished speaking, he didn't care whether the female followed up, hugged little R in one hand, and controlled the wheelchair with the other hand, and went into the room

When Al was making tea, he heard a "boom", which made Al's hands tremble in fright, great, more tea has been added.

When Al kept the posture of adding tea and turned his head to look, he saw Turke rubbing his forehead, and he could probably guess that he bumped into the door when he entered.

Seeing Al look back at him, Turke immediately straightened up, short of a military salute, and then, as expected, bumped again.

Now even Al didn't know where to start complaining, so he had to call Turk to come in and sit down. The two stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

Al originally thought that Turke would relax a bit after sitting down, but looking at the stiff sitting posture of the female, Al knew that he was thinking too much, perhaps because he was stared at by Al for a long time, Turke hugged the teacup in front of him He didn't let go, and finally opened his mouth after a while: "good tea".

Good tea?seriously?Al stared at the tea in the teacup, which was almost dyed dark green by the tea leaves because of his trembling hands. It was rare that he didn't complain in his heart, and subconsciously pushed his teacup towards the female.

When Turke saw Al's action, he took the cup and drank it in one gulp, just like a wolf seeing meat.

Uh... Is the sense of taste of the female son so different from that of the male son?Al didn't say this, but just watched the female drink the tea quietly, and swallowed a few times silently.

"How did you know my address?" Seeing that the female had finally finished drinking the tea, as if she still hadn't finished her tea, Al asked before Turke could continue to drink.

"Isn't this your test for me?" Turke over there sat up straight and replied as soon as he heard Al opened his mouth and stopped fighting with the bitterly bitter tea.

Al was dumbfounded when he heard it: "When did I test you?"

Turke let out his wings quietly, scratched Al's hand with the tips of his wings, and said, "You didn't reject me, but you didn't tell me your address. Isn't this your test for me?"

ah?Al felt a little out of strength, and pressed the tips of the wings that had been fluttering in his hand, and continued to think, did I refuse?Why is my memory so different from his?

Over there, Turke saw that Al did not respond, and then said, "You are my lord, and it is my honor to complete your test."

What your lord?I don't know you, hey, and can you retract your overexcited wings, if I can't beat you, do you think you can sit still.

Seeming to see through Al's complaints, Turke hurriedly replied before Al opened his mouth: "I just hit your door and got hurt. You should be responsible for me." He planned to show himself to Al The wound, I just searched for a long time and couldn't find it

Al was breathing a sigh of relief, thinking that this time the female should not be able to be a demon, but saw that Turke, who couldn't find the wound, suddenly stood up, went to the door and slammed his head on the door, directly hitting the door Third degree disability.

No, you wait?what's the situation?

Al was taken aback by the female's unreasonable behavior, and he didn't bother counting the number of doors the female had destroyed in half a month: "What are you doing?"

"Create the wound, so that the master will be responsible." Turke's eyes were wet when he said this, as if a pet dog was begging for a bone from its owner.

Al looked at the expression of "I don't care, you have to be responsible" on the face of the female in front of him speechlessly. A group of crows flew by in his heart, but his face still showed no emotion: "How do you plan to make me responsible?"

"How are you responsible?" The female was obviously taken aback, took out a small note from her pocket, said "personal care" to her, and then put it back as if the note didn't exist.

etc?Al looked at the actions of the female in front of him, and his heart was almost overwhelmed by the barrage: Didn't it happen that you put the note back, so why don't you explain it?

And I haven't told you the compensation for destroying the gate of my house, you want me to be responsible first?Isn't this weird?

Ai Er was unable to complain about Turke's behavior of too much trouble, and Turke looked at Xiongzi in front of him in a daze for a long time, while using his eyes to look at his master from top to bottom, from left to right Enjoyable, while not forgetting the business.

So, when Al was still at war between heaven and man over there, Turke seemed to feel that it was unreasonable for the lord to take care of him personally, so he said, "Or, in order to compensate for your door, it is fine to punish me to take care of you personally." , After finishing speaking, he picked up Al horizontally, took the unfinished tea with him by the way, and went straight out of the room.

Followed by a little R who frantically swiped red hearts on the screen, took Al's wheelchair and walked out with the two of them.

While Al was shocked, it turned out that this female has the common sense to pay for damages to other people's things, and at the same time, he wondered in his heart whether it made any difference who took care of whom?

Before being carried into the car, Al finally figured out one thing: It should be very difficult for him to take care of the female... No, wait?Is this the point?

Al came back to his senses and found himself in a car with a gorgeous interior. What's going on? !Al made up all kinds of situations in his head, and looked up at Turk who was sitting across from him with a serious face. Al really wanted to say something to him: Hey, wake up, your saliva is about to flow down, okay?

When Al turned his head, he scanned the little R next to him and frantically swiped the screen with "Congratulations, master" in various fonts, and finally confirmed that the little R was picked up, and suddenly felt a little unlovable.

This is abduction, this is a crime, woo woo woo, Al was about to stretch out his paw to protest, but before Al started to protest, the stretched out paw was licked by Turk, and Al was about to protest. The hair exploded, but the car stopped suddenly, and Al fell into the arms of the female.

Turke was very happy to accept his master's "throwing in his arms", so he hugged Al until someone said at the door of the car, "Chairman, we have arrived", then he reluctantly let go of the little male in his arms , I got out of the car first, and then continued to hold Al in my arms.

Al looked at the building in front of him and was stunned: Isn't this, this, this, the permanent residence of the chairman of the empire?So the chairman of the empire = Turk = destroying the gate of my house and abducting my female child = perversion? !

So, Turk = change/state? !Thinking of this, Al felt a little hairy, and his mind kept going in circles about what to do and what to do.

But in Turg's eyes, he could only see his lord showing an almost blank expression. He shook his paws, thought for a while, and then continued to release his wings and sent them to Al.

"Chairman, Mr. Sievers just came here and said that he has something to discuss with you." After Turke finished a series of actions, the attendant wearing a butler's uniform finally glued the cracked expression, and then asked .

"I don't see it." Turger thought about the insect name he found some time ago, and the murderous look in his tone almost condensed into substance.

Al hadn't come out of the shocking aftertaste of knowing Turg's identity before, and unconsciously grasped Turk's wingtips in his hands, completely oblivious to the ruthlessness in Turk's tone and the cold killing in his eyes meaning.

"Yes" the attendant on the side replied, forgetting the benefits of Sievers Xu, and dragging this worm into the blacklist by the way, but there is one thing he can't figure out: When did the chairman get so angry with Sievers ?

When Turke lowered his head to look at Al again, his eyes were not filled with fear, the tenderness was almost squeezed out, "I am Turke, your female queen, from today onwards I will treat you Personal care."

After Turke finished speaking, he went in with Al, who was in a complicated mood, followed by a little R who yelled "Congratulations, congratulations" and manipulated the wheelchair.

Turck Psychological Theater

Turke: This is the tea made by my master, it tastes good no matter what

Al: ...

Turke: My master doesn’t want to be responsible for me QAQ

Al: ...

Turke: My master threw himself into my arms≧﹏≦

Al: ┻━┻︵╰(‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

After many years, the Ayr Little Theater finally realized

Al: So you were just trying to find an excuse to lure me home?

Turke: ... pretending to be stupid

Al used his claws to poke the waist of his own mistress, and when he saw that his mistress was about to pounce on him, he kicked Turke directly. Turke glanced at Al's slender feet. Reluctantly, but also in accordance with the action of his hero, he rolled out of the bed, watching Xiongzi rolling himself into a silkworm baby in the quilt

Al: See if you still pretend ╯^╰

Turke: I am wronged, but the hero is so cute when he loses his temper.jpg

Turke spread out his wings to divert the male son's attention, then he climbed onto the bed secretly, hugged the silkworm baby tightly, and fell asleep contentedly

Turke: ...it's no wonder I'm satisfied.jpg

Al: Who cares about you, huh ╯^╰