domestic hell grinder

Yin Zhao was slightly stunned.By the way, Yue Ling is so pretty. Although under the influence of the dim light, a five-point beauty can become a ten-point beauty, but Yue Ling's appearance skipped the scoring system and directly turned into a vain and distorted fairy.

No, he was originally a fairy.Yin Zhao shook his head, and found that the pain just now disappeared, it seemed to be just an illusion.

"You...you are here." Yin Zhao didn't know what to say for a while.

Yue Ling took off his coat and put it on the racing car model, and pointed to where Yin Zhao was sitting. He immediately understood and gave the seat to Yue Ling.

Yue Ling seemed to be a complete novice, obviously a bit unfamiliar at some important junctures, but after a round, he gradually got used to it, and his record gradually became better, at least much better than Yin Zhao's.

It was difficult for Yin Zhao to connect the usual Yue Ling with the Yue Ling in the game city, his eyes were so straight that he forgot to ask him why he came here suddenly.

Siyuan, who was obsessed at the same time, took the time to glance at the screen next to him, and his tone was a little pleasantly surprised: "Yin Zhao, you boy is on the road." However, when he moved his gaze a little bit away, the car on the screen unexpectedly changed. His sluggishness knocked him over.

"Yue Yue Yue Yue Ling! Why are you here?!"

"Boring at home."

Siyuan Bianzui: "Why didn't I say you were boring when I pulled you out to play?"

"I don't know." Yue Ling glanced at Siyuan's screen, "I won."

Four yuan continued to be speechless.

"Do you still want to play?" Yue Ling looked at Yin Zhao who was still a little dazed.

Yin Zhao waved his hand: "I'm not good at this."

There was a strange smile on Siyuan's mouth: "Yue Ling, if you came earlier, you would be able to see what Yin Zhao is really good at."

Yin Zhao met Yue Ling's puzzled eyes, and smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when you get home."

Yue Ling: ...If you beat these people up, can you let them tell the whole story next time?

Yin Zhao was worried that if he lit up the basket of puppets now, Yue Ling would think he was naive and turned around and left, so there would be no car to go back later, so he quickly changed the topic: "Brother, do you think it's a bit noisy here? "

Yue Ling nodded unabashedly.

Yin Zhao blinked at Siyuan: "Didn't you lose your coins? Let's go."

"Where else can I go?" Siyuan didn't respond.

"Go home." Yue Ling said softly, but Yin Zhao heard it clearly, and took the initiative to step forward.

When the three of them went out to the door, Yue Ling and Siyuan's eyes were fixed.

Yin Zhao was puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

Siyuan slowly pointed to a pedestrian: "That person will be hit by a car in 3 minutes."

"Then go and stop him." Yin Zhao wanted to move forward in a hurry but was held back by Yue Ling. Yin Zhao looked back at the expressions of the two of them and realized that there was something wrong with them.

"Can't be saved, can't be saved... can't..." Siyuan suddenly murmured strangely, his eyes became complicated.

"Siyuan." Yue Ling held onto his shoulders, but he pushed him away, "Open your car door."

When opening the car door, Si Yuan seems to have put down a stack of things in the back seat and left in a hurry.

Yin Zhao knew that he was putting the dolls, but he didn't know why he lost control.

"Brother..." Yin Zhao stared blankly at Yue Ling's slightly sad eyes, but this trace of emotion only lasted for a few seconds, and he returned to his calm appearance.

When Yin Zhao realized it again, Yue Ling had already pushed him into the passenger seat.

"Don't four yuan care about him?"

Yue Ling didn't answer directly: "It's the best decision for the underworld to fire him.

Yin Zhao seemed to understand, but he didn't ask any more questions.

But after holding back for a while, he still couldn't hold back: "But I think Siyuan is very happy, it doesn't look like it's pretending at all."

"He's not pretending, he's really happy." Yue Ling said lightly

"Brother, what about you?" After Yin Zhao finished asking, even he himself felt that the question was too abrupt.

Yue Ling pondered for a while, then said vaguely: "My life is long enough for me to choose any kind of life style. It's useless to think about it."

It was only when Yin Zhao became completely quiet that Yue Ling saw a bunch of puppets on the seat in the rearview mirror, and his face froze slightly.

Yin Zhao was about to take a nap, but suddenly saw a slender hand covering his head like stroking a puppy, and then slowly slid down until it lightly held his neck. Yin Zhao suddenly felt numb and couldn't help it Said: "Brother, this is not good." However, as soon as the words fell, Yue Ling's hand slightly exerted force, and turned Yin Zhao's head ninety degrees: "What are those behind?"

"Brother...do you want it?"

Yue Ling:?

Yin Zhaoqian laughed a few times: "Just... put it in my room to enhance the atmosphere."

"You like it." Yue Ling finally let go of his hand and concentrated on driving.

However, when Yin Zhao got out of the car, he didn't expect that Yue Ling would help him carry away a few, so that he could carry them all away without having to go again.

"Brother, these two are for you."

Yue Ling looked at Yin Zhao, then looked at the puppet in his hand hesitantly: "As a pillow?"

Yin Zhao: ...you like it.

After Yin Zhao returned to the room, he deliberately arranged it according to some evil spirit diagrams he saw when he was in the underworld. He decided to use superstition to defeat superstition.

Speaking of which kind of ghosts I haven't seen when I was in the underworld, why do they become timid when they return to the human world?Yin Zhao thought for a long time before he realized that it was because he was in the human world that he had an illusion.

The illusion that he is still alive.

In a trance, Yin Zhao seemed to see the teddy bear in the middle move, but after rubbing his eyes, he didn't find anything wrong.

Since the floor-to-ceiling windows were "shocked" that night, Yin Zhao used to sleep with the night light on, and it was fine in the past, but tonight he always felt that the light was a little uncomfortable for the eyes.He tossed and turned, and when he finally opened his eyes, he saw a carrot-shaped doll.

Seems a little hungry.

After Yin Zhao struggled a few times mentally, he turned over and got out of bed neatly, planning to prepare supper.

Sprinkling oil and shoveling it always feels a bit louder, but it seems a bit sinful to make desserts at night...

It can't be more than happy to eat it.

What should be blended, what should be sent away, what should be baked, the soft cheesecake and the panna cotta made of leftovers are formed in this way.

When there was a rustling sound behind him, he subconsciously wanted to call Yue Ling over to share with him, but he froze unexpectedly the moment he turned his head—this is Yue Ling.