I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

Another day, the distance between the two was less than a standard measuring ruler for exams. Hua Xiaojin looked down at him tenderly and infinitely: "Daqiuqiu, do you have anything to say? If you don't say it, then I will..."

Min Qiu stretched his neck and waited so anxiously that he thought to himself, why are there so many things?With a backhand push, he directly pushed Joaquin's head off, and stuck his mouth and nose to his face so tightly that it was a bit embarrassing.In an instant, his heart felt like being thrown into a super large glass of iced Sprite on a hot summer day. The bubbles splashed everywhere, and the taste was unspeakable. If he had to find a word to sum it up, it must be: cool!

The carbon dioxide in this glass of invisible carbonated beverage served him so that his heart was numb. After a good night's dream, when he woke up, Harazi had a dry mark on his face.Joaquin is used to getting up early, and Sunday is no exception, so I don't know if he has seen it.

That day Min Yang woke up extraordinarily early, somehow sent a video without saying hello, Min Qiu was forcibly taken by his elder brother to look around Qianqingdishi's old house again.This time his house is not as empty-handed as a house full of thieves. There are many more commonly used furniture, and it no longer looks like an abandoned warehouse.But the date and end of the house is there. It is old, old, and brittle, and heavy work cannot be done.

There was nothing to see about the furniture, and what Min Qiu was most curious about was that his elder brother lived in such a place, and he looked extraordinarily happy, like he had taken an incredible panacea to rejuvenate his youth.

"He doesn't like outsiders at home," Min Yang said proudly, "I painted the walls and installed the lights."

Min Qiu: "..."

His elder brother doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

"No, big brother, listen to me." Min Qiu was afraid that his big brother hadn't been in touch with decoration matters for too long, which would cause his ideas to be out of touch. "Now there is that kind of 'quick installation on the same day' construction team. The project can be completed in one day without drying. The work of the wall can be done in a short time, so why do you bother?"

"Didn't I say that, he doesn't like outsiders coming to his house, it's not a question of how long." Min Yang's face was serious, obviously displeased, and he was about to hang up the phone, "Will you listen to the key points? That's it."

Min Qiu hesitated for a moment: "Brother, you seem to be doing pretty well?"

"Huh?" Min Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then moved his body like a giant Buddha sitting in a niche.His tone was approachable, about the size of a pinhead, and he preached to Min Qiu: "Look at your mouth, didn't you lose again? I didn't even get angry, why are you so anxious?"

"..." Min Qiu touched the corner of his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but also worried.

Can't say, can't say.

There were two blisters, one big and one small, at the corners of his mouth, which hurt when pressed, and had been entrenched on his face for several days.Ordinarily, his appearance is transformed, so he shouldn't just disfigure it casually, but there are many facts that make him nervous and anxious these days. First, they lost the declaration of war this week.

On the one hand, Min Qiu felt that he hadn't suffered much. On the one hand, he was already mentally prepared; Qiu Le was free, lying on Joaquin's bed and watching them fight, feeling much more exciting than his own fight - after all, he didn't know what to do other than use a "small fan" in team battles, he was tired from fighting himself, and his perspective was one-sided , The skills are repeated, so watching Fengshang operate his character through Joaquin's screen, it looks like he himself is so heroic and mighty, it is very enjoyable.

Second, it is the matter that only he himself knows.

Min Qiu took out the entitlement card in a place where no one was around.

The edge of the card, which used to be only a gold line, has now been inlaid with a gold frame with thick and thin gold writing.He doesn't know how many firecrackers other monsters will light up to celebrate such a rise. He only knows that he was overjoyed when he succeeded in the second and third experiments. A person who makes a little money by opportunism can take the money to eat meat happily, drink a pot of wine, rub his stomach and go home to sleep. Once the ill-gotten gains of that person develop into his career, If it infiltrates every corner of his life and becomes his everything, then he must have trouble sleeping and eating day and night, worrying about it.

Min Qiu is exactly like this now.

He has been lying on Joaquin's bed every night in silence for the past few days. At first, he asked in a low voice before Joaquin complained softly, "Hey, you are so annoying", "What are you doing", and then lightly Touch him lightly on the face, and he didn't even need to open his mouth for a day or two. He just poked the arms of the people around him, kicked his feet, and put his face out after Joaquin turned off the light and went to bed, and he could accurately Orientation harvested a light kiss.

However, after the momentary excitement passed, Min Qiu would fall into greater anxiety when he woke up in the morning and looked at the value of his entitlement, which had become a little fatter—if two or thirty years had passed like this, his entitlement The attribute value seems to be full, so what should I do if I take the card to go through the subsequent contract closing procedures, but I am told that the attribute value obtained by using the BUG is invalid?Isn't time all wasted?

Even if he reined in the precipice and stopped immediately, and only used the method taught by his second brother to continue to accumulate in the future, but if there is some kind of machine in the place where the deed is completed, it can check the authenticity of a banknote in a pile of banknotes like a banknote detector Generally, what should I do if I find out that he has adulterated?Impurities mixed in the reagent can still be purified and reused, but moisture is mixed in the value, so he can't get it out.

Every day, from opening his eyes in the morning to turning off the lights at night, he kept thinking about this question. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the sky net would be restored once he touched the law.

In addition, there is another third point, but he can't describe this third point in words. It can be summed up in the past few days that an invisible fire has been moving around and roasting him.When he was standing, the fire scorched the soles of his feet, and when he sat, the fire scorched the soles of his feet and tail, and when he lay on Hua Xiaojin's bed at night, he felt as if he had been put in a frying pan. They were all scorched by the fire, and the heat went all the way to his heart. It is not known what kind of evil has caught him, and it is not known whether the blisters on the corners of his mouth were caused by this evil fire.

He is the youngest in the family. When he first entered the city, his father was very worried. He urged him to keep a low profile and not cause trouble. If there was a ten thousandth chance that he didn't look for trouble, but something happened to him—— Before leaving, his father mysteriously left him a phone number, saying that the number belonged to a "government" person.

They don't care too much about what human beings call the institution that governs the world and the secluded world. They don't care too much about it, and they don't like to mention it. From childhood, Minqiu, like other monsters, only knows one truth: stay away from "government" people.Because since it is "management", it means restraint, and it is definitely not a good thing to get involved with it. It is best not to enter that door except to go through the formalities that should be done.

Unexpectedly, his father, who had been careful all his life to see officials and detoured, said that this person was different. He had a celestial relationship with the Min family. If Min Qiu came to his family in case of trouble, that person should take care of him within reason.

It's a pity that Min Qiu's cognition has already been subtly accumulated into a symbol mark, which cannot be easily changed. Even with his father's words in front of him, to him, being an official is still about the same as the cage where his second brother was once imprisoned. It's hard to breathe even thinking about it.

To ask or not to ask?

For matters related to the formation of the contract, if you ask the person in charge of this matter, you will be able to ask clearly, but when Min Qiu thinks of the high wall and iron gate, he feels a little like "surrendering himself".It can't be his father's wishful thinking to form a "celestial relationship" with that person, right?If it happens that someone is appraised and promoted to accumulate political achievements, or that person is impartial and impartial in enforcing the law, what will happen to the period he has accumulated so far?The fine is a small matter, and if he deducted all of it and cleared the value of his favor, wouldn't there be no way to complain?

No, no, no, you can't throw yourself into the trap.

The more Min Qiu thought about it, the more frustrated he became, his hands drooped, almost unable to hold the light card.

Joaquin came in from the door and held a small plate: "Daqiuqiu, I cut a cucumber and put it on your mouth... Hey, what are you doing!"

Min Qiu: "..."

Joaquin couldn't see his ensuing card, from the angle of the door... he looked like he was leaning against the head of the bed, holding something in his crotch with his hands.

Once Hua Xiaojin's face turned red, it was very obvious, and he blinked and smiled shyly and helplessly: "You closed the door!"

When Min Qiu was undecided and had no one to appeal to, seeing Hua Jin pursing his lips and turning his head to go out, he flattened his mouth, got up and followed: "Hua Xiaojin..."

The space in the house is limited, and Joaquin flashed around, citing a few examples that he never disliked, sometimes sending him to wash his face, and sometimes brushing his teeth, but how could Minqiu hold these things in his mind right now?Just blindly followed to the farthest corner of the kitchen like a tail: "Wait for me."

"What's the matter, what's the matter!" Joaquin put the plate in front of him, pretending to be serious, and said, "You just say it, why are you so close?"

Min Qiu picked up a stack of thinly sliced ​​cucumbers on the plate and stuffed them into his mouth, threw the plate aside, and slapped him with grievances, stretched out his hands, and easily grabbed Joaquin's entire shoulder, sticking him against the on himself.Holding Huajin in my arms feels like they are originally two parts joined by tenon and tenon joints. They are comfortable to stick together at any angle. The severe and rigid face on the upper end of the arms is still as soft as ever.

In the past, he was envious of the big brother's muscles here and there, but now that he thinks about it, it's no big deal, as long as he hugs Hua Xiaojin like this, the total thickness will be just right.

He was still sticking people to his body left and right for "patches", Joaquin suddenly asked clearly, "Daqiuqiu, do you feel that we should talk to each other first?" what?"

Usually, Joaquin always elongated his tone by one syllable every few words, and he spoke as if he was playing the beat of a ditty. He only spoke clearly and deliberately in Mandarin with ups and downs when answering questions from counselors and professors.Min Qiu let go of his hands and looked down at him: "Huh? What did you say?"

Joaquin asked back: "Don't you say something?"

He asked this question not once, but Min Qiu was puzzled: "...what do you want to hear?"

The distance was too close, and it was difficult for Joaquin to raise his head, so he simply faced his neck and said, "Tell me what you are doing first?"

Min Qiu locked his ten fingers behind his back, embracing the standard enough to be recorded in textbooks: "Does this need to be said?"

Joaquin gave him a non-violent look, his cheeks puffed a little: "You have nothing to say, so I'll say it first."