After the whitewashing of Chaoying, they were reborn [Comprehensive Yingmei]

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...Sasha was paralyzed in bed.

Sasha: [I feel awesome now.Anyway, it is very awesome.Write everything down for me. In addition to writing "This is a man who saved the earth" on my epitaph, I also have to write "I had sex with Superman, the ceiling was pierced, so I didn't die Earth Man".Ha ha ha ha.Ha ha ha ha. 】

System: [Dog host, if you feel aggrieved, just cry and stop talking nonsense. 】

Sasha: 【Why am I feeling uncomfortable?I don't feel bad.I also thought of a cold joke just now: Some people have sex, but they are just sex; others are sex, they are really sex.Ha ha ha ha.Hiccup. 】

The system decisively put him on standby: [Start the forced coma procedure. 】

Sasha croaked and passed out.

……

Sasha woke up the second time, still paralyzed in bed.

The big human-shaped hole in the wall has been patched, but the hole in the ceiling has not been patched.

The little prince opened his dull eyes, feeling the sunlight coming in from the ceiling.

The sun warmed him up and made him feel ok, the years are quiet and good.

There is no sensation below the neck, and the earlobe part above the neck is still aching; but he smells a strong smell of medicine, it is estimated that the ear has been carefully medicated, and the part that does not feel the bottom has also been washed and applied medicine.

System: [Dog host, have you had a better rest?Just cry out. 】

Sasha squeezed a tear, but couldn't get it out.

The lacrimal gland, which is as developed as a fire hydrant, was drained overnight, awesome.

Sasha smiled and entered the sage state: [I don't want to cry now, I just want to think.What do you mean the existence of the universe?I am nothing more than a speck of stardust in the universe. If the multiverse beyond the universe is counted, then the earth I am on is not even a speck of dust...]

The system made a decisive decision: [Start the forced coma procedure. 】

With a "croak", Sasha fainted again.

……

When he woke up for the third time, he was still paralyzed.

But the hole in the ceiling was filled.

The man whose body was as warm as the sun hugged him and was carefully rubbing his bare feet.

He rubbed the cramped part away, put the little mentally handicapped bare foot on his stomach, and slowly rubbed it on his calf, pushing away the stiff muscles little by little.

Due to extreme guilt.

The eldest is a man, the supreme head of state of the earth and the strongest combat force of Zhenglian, wrapped in his family's golden retriever puppy, trembling there.

Sasha felt hurt from being rubbed by him, and frowned: "...um~"

Clark immediately dared not move.

He stammered: "Xiao... Krypton, are you feeling better? Uh... have something to eat? You've been lying down all day..."

Sasha didn't have the energy to speak, and the corners of his eyes were hanging lazily, and he half-opened his mouth, showing his little tongue for him to see.

He intended to tell the man to take a good look at it. Damn it, is this a human thing?What do you think you can eat with this tongue?It hurts me to drink cold water.

But the other party seemed to have completely misunderstood it, and was stunned for a while, before gently covering his lips.

Sasha: "..."

He has also become a Buddha. Anyway, he can't move anything below the neck, so he just lets the other party do whatever he wants.

After a kiss, the god on earth began to explain in a low voice:

"Little Krypton, I bought medicine for you yesterday, and I was attacked by magic as soon as I approached the Hall of Justice... You don't need to believe me, but if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Sasha thought yes, I know that, you must still think I'm coquettish, strictly speaking, I have to take the blame.

But now he is a high paraplegic, and there is still a hole in his buttocks, so he is still miserable, so he doesn't plan to be the little prince who takes the blame this time.

The little prince turned his head: "Humph."

Hearing his cold snort, Clark felt a chill in his heart, thinking that the little mentally handicapped man had made up his mind and was about to turn his back on him.

But it is probably because the tongue is still hurting, this humming, with a very wronged ending sound, sounds cute and lovely.

Clark kissed his blond head.

Sasha tilted her head and refused to kiss.

The god on earth knew that whether it was a cold war or a magical event, it was his fault, so he didn't dare to say anything for a while.

He just squatted beside the bed silently, rubbing the medicine and rubbing his legs and legs for his petite little mentally handicapped.

The mottled bruises all over his body looked more serious than when he first made Krypton and tested how much pressure Krypton's ribs could withstand with human genes mixed in.

... In fact, he is really guilty.

That magic seemed to last only a few minutes.

but--

Rao.

His blond-haired little prince was crying under his body, his eyes and nose were red.

Mingming was so exhausted, but he hugged him and refused to let him go, calling Clark repeatedly with trembling tails.

Like a stray dog ​​who is afraid that if he doesn't get his way, he will be abandoned.

That appearance is really sad and beautiful.

There are also all kinds of strange babbling in the middle.

Clark listened attentively, and it was almost like "ahhh, give me a quick death" or something.

Clark: "?"

He also talked a lot, a lot.

The amount of information is very large.

Clark frowned, feeling that even his super brain couldn't digest it.

——And the string of reason that he barely held on finally broke when the little mentally retarded man shouted "daddy" out of his mind.

...but he didn't understand either.

Why does the little mentally handicapped man call him daddy?

Clark: "...Anyway, it's definitely a very strong magic..."

Garbage card user Sasha: "..."

...I really believe you have ghosts!

You have big eyebrows and big eyes, and you have learned to lie!

Clark: "...I'll go find Raven later and ask her to find out the source."

Then he fell silent again.

... He really didn't know how to tell others about this kind of thing.

Clark had stayed with Sasha this morning, and the Alliance communicator rang twice, both asking what happened to the walls and ceiling of his house.

The leader of the alliance said lightly: "Enemy attack."

Teammate: "? Who dares to attack the headquarters???"

Clark's tone was cold and steady: "I solved it."

Turn off the communicator.

Clark Kent, aka God Among Us, silently covered his face...

After the little mentally handicapped man finished moaning, he hugged his stomach and tried to turn over slowly on the bed.

Clark hurried to help him turn it over.

The other party was angry and refused: "Go away!"

The god on earth could only look at his white belly and be distracted.

Looking at it, the picture of last night appeared in his head again:

The little mentally handicapped's waist is too thin, and as a result, his belly was pushed out...

Clark: "..." covered his face.

Sasha was massaged by Clark for a while, and his body was slowly beginning to feel; this also made his lying position extremely tortured.

So Sasha tried to change into a prone position.

When he was really lying down, he felt pain in his chest that had been bitten to pieces...

Is he a dog or his father is a dog? !

He had to switch to lying on his side again.

But he was lying on his side, and it was inevitable that he would have to look at Clark.

At this time, Clark smoothed his black hair. He was a 191cm tall man with sturdy muscles, squatting aggrievedly by the bed, with his hands on the edge of the bed.

Blue eyes stared at him, but dared not touch him.

...It looks like a dog.

Sasha quietly squinted at him.

I don't know why, although the holed butt hurts, but he starts to feel good.

Sasha kept a cold face on purpose: "You do bad things, Xiao Krypton hates you."

Clark: "...Don't hate me, Krypton. It's just this matter, please don't treat me like this... I... I'm really sorry, and I don't know how to make it up."

Sasha: "Then why did you ignore me before?"

Clark was taken aback.

He thought that the little mentally handicapped person had settled with him last night, but he didn't expect that what he cared more about was the cold war before.

The man was silent for a while, smiled wryly, and leaned forward to kiss the still red corners of the little prince's eyes.

"It's my fault." The God on Earth whispered, "I... am not as confident as I imagined. I'm really sorry for hurting you."

When talking next to Sasha's ear, he saw the bandaged earlobe again.

Every part of the little prince's body is carefully carved.

——But it happened that he left the other party with a scar.After he swore and said "I will protect you well".

The man slowly stroked Sasha's soft auricles, and fell silent again.

Sasha gained the upper hand, and there was no way to stop his mouth: "I want to have a cold war with you too! I want you to know what it feels like—"

Clark: "Okay."

Sasha: "Cold war with you for a week! I won't talk to you during this period, but you must take the initiative to talk to me."

Clark said softly, "Okay."

Sasha: "From now on!"

The gods in the world have only been entangled before, and they knew that it is best not to follow Sasha in everything, and it is best not to let him go to San Francisco.

But now, he looked at the other person's little face that was alive again.

He felt again—

He is willing to do anything.

The man rubbed him for a while, got up and went to the kitchen.

Sasha's butt hurts, but her heart is still beautiful: [Tongtong, look at my father, he will still be obedient after a little training.Then this deviation value, I don't think it's a big problem. 】

System: [Hee hee.Injure one thousand enemies, and self-injury eighty thousand——On the curve of the dog host to save the country. 】

Sasha: […]

He has been pressing for fear of being fucked, but when the god of the world broke through the wall, he knew that he still had a chance to read the file.

Just to be killed by Clark again.

——As for how to kill, there are many ways to provoke a Kryptonian who has lost his mind, whether it is pretending to be a traitor or attacking him with a kidney knife.

Anyway, after reading the file again, his father has no memory before the file reading, so he can still wash his deviation value with peace of mind.

But the phrase "I was never your little krypton" was in his mouth, but there was no way to say it.

It's just a matter of one thought.

But it was really screwed, as if that was the case.

Even during the activation of "Pinru's Clothes", Clark didn't hurt him; this is really a miracle for Kryptonians with low magic resistance and neither light nor heavy.

...and actually... he was actually pretty cool.

It was the operation of piercing the ceiling with the last shot, which was really too coquettish, and scared him into a real mental retardation...

Sasha: 【...It really took me off.Kryptonians, men's men, fighters among guns. 】

Since he can't read the file, it's useless to babble, he still doesn't look like a man.

... As long as he doesn't remember this oolong, from the perspective of idealism, it means that it never happened.

Anyway, there will definitely not be a next time.

Sasha was still tossing and turning on the bed, trying to find a good spot for his swollen little ass.

Outside the door, Clark in the open kitchen spoke with his back turned.

Clark: "Little Krypton. You said last night that you like me a little bit. Is it true?"

He looked like he was thinking about something.

His tone sounded like he had thought for a long time before asking.

Sasha: [Did I really say that?I didn't blah anything else, did I?I just remember howling...]

System: [The dog system is searching for recording files. 】

Sasha was impatient: [... Deleted!Now!immediately! ! 】

He still remembered that he was shivering coldly, rubbing his stomach and making no sound.

Clark didn't get a response, so he stopped asking.

Just standing in the kitchen, the tall figure who cooks silently looks quite lonely.

Sasha: "..."

What's the situation?

When I was licking the dog for you, the sun and the stars like Clark like you the most, jumping out like a car wheel, isn't it enough?

Sasha was buried in the pillow, and green eyes looked back at him twice.

I took another look.

Sasha whimpered: "Clark, come here!"

System: [...Dog host, what about the cold war? 】

The man is a little confused.

But I still washed my hands and walked from the kitchen to the bedroom.

He was wearing home clothes, his brows and eyes were slightly relaxed.

Although he was still handsome and dazzling, he didn't really look like the leader of the Injustice League anymore.

Clark said softly, "What's the matter, little Krypton."

Sasha crawled for a while, but found that she couldn't get up, so she lay down on the bed and said, "Bend down."

Clark bent down and propped himself on top of the little prince.

The little mentally handicapped man was good at pushing him, so he followed the opponent's force and let himself be overthrown underneath.

By the way, he hugged the golden retriever pup on his body and lay on his stomach.

Sasha lay on his chest: "Anyway, you have always been good to me, and I like Clark."

Clark: "How about other people treating you well?"

Sasha was originally doing daily business, but he didn't expect the other party to ask him back.

He looked at the gentle and compassionate blue eyes of the god on earth, and felt puzzled. It was a bit messy, like a ball of wool scratched by a cat.

Clark was inexplicably persistent: "Would others treat you better?"

Sasha: "...you are different."

Clark: "What's the difference?"

Sasha: "..."

Clark lowered his voice: "What's the difference, Little Krypton?"

As soon as he called "Little Krypton", Sasha woke up.

A dirty dog ​​from the end of the world, used to being treated well by no one, suddenly someone threw him a bun, took it home to take a bath, warmed his feet, and hugged him to sleep.

It is really delusional, thinking that this is its own home.

But this world is not his home.

Clark isn't his future either.

Why did he take it seriously?

Sasha: 【Oh.My broken personality is to remember to eat but not to fight. 】

He murmured in his heart, instead of answering Clark directly, he just put on a sweet dimple and kissed the man's chin.

Sasha: "Anyway, I like Clark the most~~"

Clark stroked his soft blond hair and leaned down to kiss his heart.

There was a heart there that even his clairvoyant ability could not see through.

For some reason, Clark felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Little Krypton." He whispered to himself, "Your heart is made of lead."