Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, "Really? I didn't even notice."

What have you noticed?

Fang Rong rolled his eyes. There were 1 mud horses galloping past his stomach, but he couldn't yell at Fang Hua when he thought of what Fang Hua had done to get him a mech.

"Forget it, just stand there and don't move, I'll go find you."

"Okay. (≧▽≦)."

Fang Rong also knew how cute it was to post an emoji, and Fang Rong softened his heart.

Nanluo Street is not far from Nanmen Street. Nanluo Street was specially built in a place to imitate Nanmen Street. There are rich people in it. The difference is that one has power and the other has money.

Fang Rong put on the mech and arrived in a few moments. Following the house number, he easily found No. 55.

Fang Hua squatted on the ground, holding a lollipop in his hand, licked it for himself, and teased a snow-white puppy.

The puppy has bright fur and is wearing beautiful clothes. At first glance, it is not an ordinary dog.

The puppy couldn't eat a few times, and opened its mouth to bite when it was annoyed by him, with its legs lying on his lap, unexpectedly harmonious.

Fang Rong came from the corner, his heart softened, "Do you want to raise one too?"

Fang Hua looked up at him, "No."

"Why?" Fang Rong was curious, "Don't you like it?"

"Like it and don't keep it." Fang Hua hid his little Jiujiu, "I will share Fang Rong's love."

Fang Rong's expression changed, "Then I won't raise it, it's already very difficult to raise you."

He opened his mouth, actually wanting to ask why he took such a dangerous mission, just for a mecha.

After thinking about it, he still didn't ask, Fang Hua kept it from him because he didn't want him to know, if he pierced that piece of paper, it might only embarrass the two of them.

Since Fang Hua likes to do things behind his back, he also does things for Fang Hua behind his back.

If Fang Hua knew that he was the one who protected him for two days, would the expression on his face be surprised or shocked?

"Let's go, go back." It's really not good to move house all the time, you can't even find a home for this guy.

"Yeah." Fang Hua ran over and took his hand, shaking it like a child.

To be honest, Fang Rong heard a lot of rumors about him in the military region. He is both civil and military, perfect every time, champion every time, noble and glamorous. magnificent?

Did you know someone?

Even the old man is optimistic about Fang Hua, what's wrong with this world?Everyone is color control?

"Let's keep our voices down, the old man is already asleep."

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at the place, and it was not far away, just a few steps away.

"Okay." Fang Hua had no objection.

The old man has two doors in this yard, the front door and the back door. Because of the convenience, the two of them used the back door.

There are a lot of vegetables in the backyard, Fang Hua picked two cucumbers, "one for each person."

cucumber!

cucumber!

It turned out to be cucumber!

Want one more per person?

For some reason, Fang Rong thought of something bad, "You eat it, I don't want it."

etc!Is the point wrong? This is someone else's vegetable garden, isn't this easy-going action too slippery?

"Put it back, this is the old man's vegetable garden." Fang Rong put his hands on his waist.

"Oh." Fang Hua obediently put it back.

"Forget it, forget it, I've picked it all, don't pick it next time, I'll plant it for you if you want to eat it." Since he came, he has taken the initiative to take over the planting of vegetables. Anyway, there is a supernatural power, and it will be fine all at once. .

The old man is still a bit reluctant, he seems to like this kind of slow motion, watering the flowers and growing vegetables bit by bit, truly cultivating himself, his patience is comparable to Fang Hua.

"Okay." Fang Hua picked up cucumbers, "I want to eat peaches, can I?"

"Peaches will not grow tall for a while." Fang Rong carefully considered the possibility, "If you can use the wood-type ability to water it every day, it is still possible."

"Okay." Fang Hua agreed, "Then I'll water it with supernatural powers, and you have to grow it for me to eat."

"Well, I'll plant it for you."

"I want Sydney too."

"Well, I'll plant them all for you." It happened that he also likes pears, so we planted them together.

"I'll give you the peaches, and I'll give you the pears."

Fang Rong was taken aback suddenly, so planting pears was not for himself, but for him?

How come I didn't realize that Fang Hua still has such heart-warming moments.

He even knew that he liked to eat pears, even though Fang Hua's favorites he remembered.

I like to wear skirts, eat fish, run around naked without underwear, and I also like things that girls like, cakes, lollipops, as long as they are sweet.

"What kind of soup do I usually like to drink?" I can't remember killing you.

"Old duck soup?" Fang Hua looked confused.

Well, not bad, I still have a little memory.

"Then what color clothes do I like to wear?"

"Is it black?"

"Yeah." Fang Rong was quite satisfied, "There is one last question. If you guess it, there will be a reward."

"Okay." Fang Hua was overjoyed, and there was a reward for answering a few questions?

"What underwear did I wear yesterday?"

"Wear..." Fang Hua hesitated for a while.

"Huh? Can't answer it?"

"Wearing..." Fang Hua was still trying to remember, and it took a while to realize, "Oh, you are lying, I didn't come back yesterday, of course I don't know."

"Hahahahaha." Fang Rong laughed, "It doesn't look stupid."

Fang Hua pouted dissatisfiedly, "Is there still my reward?"

"Yes." Fang Rong squatted in front of the sink to wash cucumbers, and handed them to him after washing, "This is the reward."

"Didn't I pick this one?" She looked dazed again.

The reaction was too slow, and I only reacted now.

Fang Rong also washed the other heel and ate it raw.

In fact, if the cucumber is not impure, it is still quite delicious.

"By the way, I'm going to practice yoga today, please help me press my legs." He also needs to practice the splits, which requires many high kicks and kicks. He couldn't do it today and was scolded by the instructor.

The instructor said that he practiced well except for the over-the-shoulder throw, and everything else was useless, a three-legged cat's kung fu.

"Okay." Fang Hua basically wouldn't refuse him except on the bed.

"How to press?"

"Just hold it down." Fang Rong squeezed into the room, and locked the door when Fang Hua came in. Because there are others, it's better to be cautious.

If someone accidentally breaks in, hehe.

After all, the old man's children and grandchildren often come to live.

"Have you eaten yet?" The old man likes the window sills, which are large and comfortable, and there is a big tatami mat underneath, so it is no problem to lie horizontally or vertically.

Press down to make a complete bed.

Fang Rong sat on it, supported the wall and chopped down slowly, but he was sweating profusely when he was only halfway down.

Sure enough, he was old and his bones were hardened, so he couldn't do this kind of movement at all.

"Help me suppress it." He tried his best, closing his eyes and waiting for the pain to come.

Fang Hua didn't press down, "It hurts too much, don't practice."

"No, I have to practice." In two days, I have to rescue Fang Hua. If I master one more skill, I will ask for less.

He couldn't go down by himself, so he could only ask Fang Hua for help.

"Then I pressed it?"

"Yeah, press it quickly."

Fang Hua frowned and pressed down lightly, with very little force, trying not to hurt him.

The distance between the legs and the tatami was getting closer and closer, until they were finally touching each other, Fang Rong was so painful that he couldn't speak, and felt that the whole person was useless.

Practicing martial arts is really not that easy. Others have practiced since they were young. It seems reasonable that he became a monk halfway. He is a little worse than others.

"Okay, okay, don't practice anymore." Fang Hua felt sorry for him, and yelled not to practice before he practiced for a long time.

"No, I have to practice." Fang Rong blushed in pain, "Quick, tell me a joke."

"But I can't tell jokes."

"Then sing me a song."

"Oh." Fang Hua quickly knelt down and began to sing, "I have a little donkey, and I never..."

"Forget it, forget it, don't sing." Anyone who can sing dead people knows?

I have to say that Fang Hua really doesn't have any singing talent at all, and his singing is a mess, but it's a pity that he has a good voice.

Fang Rong resisted not to cry out, and endured it for more than three minutes before collapsing.

He gasped for a moment, and suddenly found a hand running down his thigh to his ass.

"Fang Rong, we haven't done it for a long time." Fang Hua threw himself on top of him, "I miss you so much."

"Don't even think about it." Fang Rong got up and was about to run away, but he dragged him back.

"It's so beautiful outside, shall we do it on the balcony?" Fang Hua picked him up by the waist and carried him easily on his shoulders.

"No, let me down." Fang Rong's legs and feet were weak, and he stretched his own tendons when he tried to kick him, curling up in pain.

"Fang Rong, I really miss you. I haven't slept well for the past two days." He showed Fang Rong a look in his eyes, "Let me give you a hug."

"You..." Fang Rong was powerless, "Hurry up if you want to do it, you have to train tomorrow."

Tomorrow is the last day, and he originally wanted to say wait until the Federal Assembly is over, but Fang Hua couldn't bear it anymore.

"I owe you."

Fang Hua set him up on the balcony, spread his legs apart, and squeezed between his legs.

It's not the first time he has done it, he has a lot of experience, is familiar with Fang Rong's habits, and picks out his sensitive places.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, and the third time and fourth time are all understood.

After kissing and hugging after finishing everything, he finally carried Fang Rong who was in a mess to the toilet to wash, because most of it was inside, and he was flushed with water.

Fang Rong's legs were weak, and he couldn't even close his legs when he did it. He was so limp that he couldn't resist, and he succeeded as soon as his butt got cold.

It was too late for him to repent.

You shouldn't have promised him.

Fang Rong covered his face, blushing.

Fortunately, the two of them went to do what they should do after washing. Fang Hua hugged him and slept on the tatami, with a happy and peaceful expression on his face. He gasped for a few times and fell asleep.

"I don't know how to get a quilt either." There were trees in the yard, and it was shady and cool at night. Fang Rong pointed, and a quilt flew up and covered the two of them.

Fang Rong tidied up and covered Fang Hua's chin. He was tired all day, so he couldn't catch a cold at night.

The night breeze was blowing, the two hugged each other to keep warm, and slowly fell asleep.

Fang Hua disappeared early in the morning, and he didn't even have time to eat breakfast, but there was a bowl of porridge on the table?

You don't need to think about it to know that Fang Hua prepared it. Has this guy changed his gender?

More and more considerate, will hurt people?

Fang Rong stood up with his back, brushed his teeth and washed his face, drank the porridge, and cooked the old man's meal by the way.

The old man couldn't finish eating by himself, so he kept telling him to sit down. Seeing his unnatural posture, he jokingly said, "It's good to be young, you can toss around all night."

Fang Rong blushed a little, "Yeah, he insisted on pestering me for it. I told him that he was in poor health, and he couldn't do it for so long, but he insisted on doing it. Look, I'm tired. It's hard work."

The old man looked at him with a half-smile, as if he had seen through many secrets.

Fang Rong's face turned redder.

You know too much, old man, do you know that?

It will make people unable to resist killing people.