[Comprehensive] Arabian Nights

Since I was a child, I have lived like a crab, walking sideways wherever I go.

Until I got a cat.

For the safety of Liu Xiaobo and me, I broke up with him.

Liu Xiaobo was very sorry, and tried to persuade him to stay, but I firmly blocked this person. Anyway, I don't have any feelings for him, and he probably doesn't have any feelings for me. He just came for my room.

There are as many men as you want, the important thing is my life.

After knowing that Xiao Cong is a fan of Il, I instantly gave up my heart to break up, and under the threat of my life, I made up my mind in seconds, falling in love is falling in love.

Take a closer look, little... No, Ilmi has broad shoulders and a thin waist, handsome appearance, and likes to carry a lot of bags. Apart from not being able to make money, he is actually not bad at all.

I really earned my blood!

Sure enough, people can't always bow their heads. Once they bow their heads, they find that they can no longer lift their heads.

After accepting my fate, I didn't think about other things, and I just focused on falling in love with Yi Er.

Il fans are still very polite, they often buy me gifts (spend my money) and cook for me (use my kitchen). I feel heartbroken for two days, and I feel that this is actually quite good.

Every day I lie on the bed and play games, just wait for Il fans to bring me delicious food.

Be merry!

After a week of life with clothes to stretch out my hands and food to open my mouth, I calmly thought about the future.

Yiermi's specialty is killer, but this world can't let him make a living by killing people, so I have to find him a job.

Although I don't know what Il fans think, but as a man, you still have to have your own source of income, otherwise you probably won't feel well.

After thinking about it, I have been living in the house for many years, out of touch with reality, and I really can't think of any good jobs, so I simply gave the work of collecting rent for several houses under my command to Yiermi, and asked him to manage the renting and collecting rent. , I send him 8000 yuan every month-that is, the rent of two houses.

With such an arrangement, Il fans will not ask me for money anymore, and go out to buy vegetables and cook by themselves every day, and clean up virtuously when they come back.

I feel super satisfied too!

This is equivalent to spending 8000 yuan, hiring a nanny, raising a kitten, hiring hourly workers, and finding a private accountant, which is a lot of money.

Now I don't want to find a boyfriend who has a successful career. It's really tiring. I think that when I talked with Liu Xiaobo, Liu Xiaobo would discuss with me how his parents will provide for the elderly and how to take care of their children.

But there is no such problem at Yierfan, because he likes to take care of everything!

But this also has a big problem, that is, when we have differences, he likes to persuade violently.

The main point of conflict is that he insists on me eating this and that, and he also stipulates that I can't eat more than a day of ice cream (it must not be tolerated).

Even if this person is an Il fan, I have to say no loudly!

"I want to eat ice!" I protested vigorously.

Yi Ermi stood by the bed, holding her chin with her hand in embarrassment and nagging me: "But if you eat too much, you will have a stomachache every month when you menstruate."

Rough, vulgar language!

My eldest brother can't say the word menstruation!

"I'm going to eat!" I protested.

Yi Ermi sighed, a terrifying pressure erupted from my body, and I felt like I was frozen in an instant, feeling like I was being watched by a beast, and I didn't dare to move.

"Don't be naughty." Il fans preached to me, "This is for your health, you are so weak, eating too much ice cream is not good for your health."

My mind was blank, and I was so scared that I couldn't think. He hesitated for a moment, reached out and touched my head: "Hey, if you want to eat, you can only eat a little."

He touched my head with my stiff body, and the frightening pressure on Yi Ermi gradually disappeared. Yi Ermi hugged me in his arms and comforted me like stroking a cat: "Come on, I can only eat one...three Spoon."

...No, I really don't want to eat it now.

I slowly relaxed, and leaned myself against Yi Ermi's arms, so that I could hang back and breathe a sigh of relief.

...Thanks to the fact that I went to the toilet just now, otherwise I would be ashamed if I really peed my pants!

This is the most annoying thing about Il fans, every time there is any conflict these days, he always likes to threaten me with explosive pressure!

I think this problem can not be used to.

"If you do this again, I will be angry." I warned the fans of Il very seriously.

"Then get angry." Yier fans also said seriously, "You can be angry."

I:? ? ?

Does this force have nothing to fear?

"I'm getting angry right now!" I pushed Yiermi with my hand to distance him.

"Oh." Yi Ermi remained expressionless.

"Don't you like me? When you see me angry, don't you think you should comfort me?" I followed suit.

"do not think so."

……

Okay, this is an Il fan, this is an Il fan, this is an Il fan.

After reading important things three times, I calmed down.

I'm not angry at all when I think about how the fans of the original book Riel treat his favorite Chi Ya.

Can Qiya and I have a comparable status in the heart of Yiermi? It must be incomparable. Qiya has been treated like that by Yiermi. Why should I be angry like this.

Now that I'm not angry, I can continue to reason: "Look, if I'm unhappy, I'll cry at you all day long, and you won't be happy either."

"Why am I unhappy." Yi Er asked puzzledly, "What does your unhappiness have to do with me?"

……be patient!

"You see, when you were a kitten, I could do whatever I wanted to you, but I still cared about what you wanted." I listed several things about Il's fandom when I was a kitten, and said to him, "So, There are some things I don't like, you can discuss with me, don't just scare people casually, right?"

"Is that so?" Yi Ermi recalled, "But you didn't let me eat too much cat food, saying that it's not good to eat too much."

...Is this all my fault!

"It's for your own good!" I argued.

"It's for your own good not to let you eat ice cream." Yier fans immediately came to a conclusion.

Oh shit!

I don't want to watch Il fans anymore, so I continue to lie on the bed and play games angrily. There is only card games in this world that won't lie to me!

"It's time for you to exercise." Yi Ermi said sternly.

I pretended I didn't hear him urging me, but Yiermi didn't reason with me, he picked me up lightly, and was about to change my clothes and urge me to go to the gym.

I really don't want to run!

I jumped on Yiermi several times, and finally lost to his arm strength, so I could only act like a baby: "Don't go out for a run. If you want to run, let's go for a run on the bed, shall we?"

"Exercising on the bed?" Ilmi thought for a while, as if he didn't quite understand, but he was worthy of being the young master of the killer family, so he quickly realized, "Do you want to have sex with me?"

Although I didn't feel anything when I said it just now, I felt a little shy when I said this from Yiermi's mouth.

"Although this can burn calories, it doesn't have the effect of exercising." Yiermi said matter-of-factly, "Even if you have sex, you still have to run."

What kind of straight man have I met!

I was soft on Yi Ermi, I didn't want to say a word, he forced me to change into sportswear, and didn't even give me time to put on makeup, so I was forced to go out with my face naked, and he dragged me for a whole day five kilometers.

Even if I have been in and out of the gym for a long time, the five kilometers still killed me. After the run, the Yier fan still blushed and breathed out and checked the time with his mobile phone, with a dissatisfied expression: "Your endurance and speed are too high. It’s bad, and needs to be strengthened.”

I panted and rolled my eyes, not wanting to speak.

"But it's okay, I've made a training plan for you, and you'll become stronger soon." Il's fan seemed to be still comforting me.

"No." After panting for a long time, I was finally able to speak, and persuaded earnestly, "Xiao Cong, you have to know that the standard for judging strength in this world is not physical strength."

"?" Elmi tilted her head and looked at me.

"In the human world, it is money that judges strength." I patiently said to him, "Look, no matter how fast I run and how strong I am, money is not as important as money. We have a house to live in if we have money." , there is something delicious to eat, right?"

Elmi nodded: "Yes."

"So for the matter of fitness, we can just do it simply." Seeing that Yier fans listened to it, I quickly breathed a sigh of relief, "Yeah, it's not necessary."

"Okay, I will adjust your exercise accordingly." The Il fan was convinced by me.

……forgive me!

I was sluggishly supported by Yiermi and walked home. I lay on the bed and didn't want to move anymore. I was sweating profusely. Yiermi didn't mind, just beside me and hugged me in his arms.

A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, tall, but not yet full grown. Although his body has flexible muscles, he still looks thin.

I touched Yi Ermi's arm curiously, and saw his originally neat nails stabbing out in front of me.

I:! ! !

I was so scared that I almost threw Yiermi's hand out, and then I seemed to hear Yiermi's light laughter, and I turned my head to see that he had another expressionless face.

"Did you laugh just now!" I turned over all of a sudden, sat on his waist and threatened him, "Did you not?"

"No." Yi Ermi said seriously, "I didn't laugh."

I do not believe!

Absolutely laughed!

Wow this man, is he so happy to see me get scared!What a wicked person!

I moaned and picked up his hand again. At this time, his hand still had the kind of protruding nails. I stretched out my hand to touch his nails, and saw that his pointed nails looked like nails before I touched them. It retracted like a cat's paw, and I touched his fingertips all at once.

"?" I looked at Il fans strangely.

"If you touch it, you will be hurt." Yi Ermi held my hand and interlocked my fingers.

I get it, all of you are supermen.

I lay on Yiermi's body again, moaning, "I'm so tired."

"It's okay, after you finish my training plan, you won't be tired from running in the future." Yier fans comforted me.

……Row.

"But the baby is very tired now, and I really want to eat ice cream now. Without ice cream, I feel that I can't sleep well." I said deliberately.

Yier Fan seemed troubled for a moment, and finally carried me to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took out a box of ice cream: "You can only eat three scoops."

I pretended I didn't hear, and just acted like a baby and Yiermi finished a box of ice cream in one bite.

Hey, the plan works!