Tigers ban coveting

Ling Junhan glanced at the big picture. The ambiguous posture and overlapping movements are really too much.

But I have to say, the painting is pretty decent.

There is beauty in sex and love, and ambiguity in beauty.

In short, it makes people's blood expand.

He coughed lightly, stretched out his hand, and covered the screen with the palm of his hand: "Underage, don't look at what's there."

With his right hand, he swiped open the screen of his communicator and quietly saved a copy.

"You haven't said what you mean yet." Duan Wuxin struggled to pull out the communicator, holding the screen and shaking it in front of him.

"Nothing interesting." Ling Junhan said perfunctorily.

He thought to himself, can we open a youth mode?

Now when I think of the word "underage", I can't help but twitch my eyebrows.

"Stingy, knowledge needs to be shared with everyone. Tell me quickly, I'm really curious." Duan Wuxin scratched his head and speculated: "Does it mean that you are a fierce telephone pole and I am a proud young child?"

"...." Ling Junhan didn't want to answer directly, and urged the child who was under eighteen, "Go downstairs to eat."

Duan Wuxin persisted, waving his tiger claws: "No, explain."

Ling Junhan was forced to pretend to be innocent, "I don't understand either, 1 and 0 may be some kind of math problem."

He said half-sarcastically, "You're not good at math, why ask this?"

Duan Wuxin heard it, and the man laughed at him for being illiterate.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, who cares." He turned his head and clicked on the search box.

"Do not search." Ling Junhan snatched the communicator quickly with his eyes, "I will confiscate this first. I will return it to you when you become an adult."

Duan Wuxin felt that he shouldn't mention age, and now this person is acting like a parent controlling his son, which is really annoying.

He yelled, "Isn't it fast?"

"Repay you on your birthday." Ling Junhan threw the communicator into his pocket, not negotiable.

He even felt that he had to watch the live broadcast in the future, lest the barrage teach the children badly.

Thinking of this, he poked Duan Wuxin's back with his fingertips, "Go, log in to the live broadcast platform."

"The account has been blocked, and it hasn't come out yet." Duan Wuxin lazily shook his tail.

Ling Junhan picked up his ears and urged, "Hurry up."

Duan Wuxin glanced at him, why did this person get excited just after reconciling with him.

He reluctantly got up and walked to the study, logged in to the live broadcast, and it still showed that the platform was blocked.

Ling Junhan tidied up his messy clothes, walked to the screen, and clicked on the barrage shielding words.

Enter "human and beast", "temptation", "intense", "aggression", "naked", "pornography" one by one...

Duan Wuxin stared blankly at the addition of phrases one by one, a little at a loss: "Why do you want to block it?"

"I'm afraid you'll learn from it." Ling Junhan typed thirty words in one go, filling the backstage to the brim.

There is a little white tiger with Internet addiction at home, it really breaks my heart.

Meng Yusen still persevered in bringing some strange food and various energy spars.

Duan Wuxin's teeth were almost broken, but nothing changed.

On the contrary, after eating stones, my stomach became bad, and I was paralyzed at home for several days.

The live broadcast was unblocked, and Duan Wuxin finally showed up a week later.

He greeted everyone in a sickly manner, thinking that maybe every time it might be the last broadcast, he forcibly pulled himself together.

[Xinxin is finally back, woo woo woo, I miss you so much, my big boy]

[Have you seen the fan pictures on the Internet?Hanxin CP has over [-] super chat fans]

【**ah!It's really delicious! 】

【*** We are professional in pendant! 】

[I have to say, Xinxin's ** is too **]

[? ? ?What are they all posting, why are they all blocked? 】

It was only now that Duan Wuxin finally understood what Ling Junhan did when he was sneaking around that night.

Now a barrage of shielded words is even more imaginative.

No matter how simple it was, he realized something.

Duan Wuxin slid the mouse expressionlessly, "Pay attention to what you say, if you get banned again, I won't broadcast it."

He thought to himself, you can cherish this good time.

Maybe one day you will change into a different person and you won't be able to come back, so you can only say goodbye to Wishing.

【Can I make a wish early today?I have saved for a week]

[Recently, I have been unlucky, and I urgently need to continue my life]

Duan Wuxin was soft in heart, and nodded coolly on the surface, "Okay, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the thorny roses on the list posted a colorful barrage, which made the other white text much inferior.

[I hope that Xinxin will change into a human being soon and become Ling Junhan's child bride-in-law! 】

Duan Wuxin: "..."

Auntie, is your transparent vest so arrogant?

In case he didn't see it, he sent three messages in a row.

However, the barrage was still booing, and the words "children's daughter-in-law" instantly filled the screen.

He has searched for this word before, and the specific meaning is hard to describe.

Duan Wuxin was a little shy, and raised her hand to add another word to the shielding words - "children's daughter-in-law".

The screen is shared. Netizens instantly understand the blocked words.

[Does Xinxin understand so well?This is a first-level master of yellow color research, right? 】

【As a little tiger, you know too much】

【Oh, not bad, you can already see fanarts that are popular in Interstellar】

[You underestimate netizens too much, understand the homonyms?Do you know pinyin? 】

Duan Wuxin howled ferociously: "Why did you tie me up with him, I'm a tiger."

"No one says you're not." Ling Junhan pushed the door open and came in, leaning against the table and said, "Gu Ang and the others are here again with their son, finish early, they want to see you."

Duan Wuxin looked up at him: "Didn't you just come here a week ago?"

"Well, just come over to discuss something." Ling Junhan avoided military secrets and explained briefly.

Duan Wuxin opened his arms, obviously wanting to hug her.

Ling Junhan understood in seconds, bent down and picked him up, pressed the timer to turn off the phone, turned and walked out the door.

[? ? ?Just leave us behind? 】

【It's time to drink it, it's really fragrant】

[The master came out to paint, and there is new food! ! ! 】

【ljh is sincere, so gentle and pampering】

The person involved was already sitting downstairs, and had no time to pay attention to the screams of the barrage.

When Ling Junhan went out to pick up someone, Duan Wuxin huddled under the sofa and continued to eat black stones.

It seemed that something important had happened, not only Ling Jiamu was fully dressed, but also many unknown officers came.

All of them wore military uniforms and looked serious.

After a while, the door opened, and Ye Fei and his wife entered the main hall with a kid in their arms.

The little boy drew a few whiskers on his face, which looked like a cat.

Duan Wuxin shrank under the sofa, raised his paw to touch his own, and glanced at him somewhat showing off.

Yours is fake, mine is real.

As if the situation was indeed serious, a group of people directly passed them and sat on the long table.

Gu Ang cut to the chase and said, "You should be familiar with the Beast Soul Project, right?"

Ling Junhan raised his eyebrows, "Well, what?"

"I know that people in the Imperial Federation are secretly researching this. Over the years, there seems to be no major breakthrough."

Ye Fei paused and lowered his voice, "Recently, we caught a prisoner, which is very strange. Although he is completely human, he has a natural ability to suppress low-level Zerg. Ordinary Zerg are extremely cruel, but they dare not hurt them. .”

Ling Junhan pondered for a few seconds, and said: "Current data shows that only high-level Zerg has such a coercive effect on low-level Zerg. However, this involves the soul level, and there is really no way to detect it with current methods."

"So, we suspect..." Gu Ang looked at him and nodded lightly.

Duan Wuxin pricked up his ears, wanting to listen more carefully, when suddenly he felt his tail being grabbed.

With a light tug, it was dragged out from under the sofa.

"Dad, there's a big cat here." The child squatted on both feet, touching the tiger's face with his small hands.

Gu Ang glanced over and explained, "Xiaohuang, that's Baihu, Duan Wuxin."

Shaking squatted and looked left and right, with a puzzled look on his face, "Why is the white tiger so small?"

Duan Wuxin glanced at him unhappily, you little brat, who is younger?

My tiger claws are twice as big as your fist.

"Don't say he's young, he'll get angry." Ling Junhan raised his voice and clicked his tongue again, "Take care of your son, don't mess around."

Ye Fei took a sip of his wine and said lightly, "It's okay, Xiao Duan has a good temper."

Ling Junhan's face darkened, "You have a good temper..." Shit.

If you knew that he rode me for 10 minutes every day, and swaggered around, would you still think so?

Duan Wuxin didn't bother to care, turned over and rolled around, and continued to gnaw on his own stone.

Helplessly, the kid was extremely interested in him, he touched his head with his little hands without saying anything, and started rubbing against his head.

He raised his tiger claws, being careful not to hurt anyone, and pushed the child to the ground.

Shaking giggled, put his arms around his neck, and turned over again.

One man and one tiger rolled into a ball on the ground.

Duan Wuxin inexplicably thought of Ling Junhan hugging him like this when he was a child, rolling around on the ground.

But at that time, it seemed to be really happy.

Together they caught fish, played with birds, and ran races in the forest.

Ling Junhan wasn't all naughty, occasionally he showed a bodhisattva's heart, and would give him more delicious meat to eat.

When it snows, I take off my tattered coat and put it on for myself.

It's been too long, he almost forgot.

In fact, when I was young, I liked Ling Junhan quite a lot.

Of course now....

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Junhan, who was looking at him worriedly, his eyes were dim.

Ye Fei got up and pulled his son up from the ground, "Shake, let go."

"I really like the little white tiger, his fur is so soft." With a smile on his face, Shaking kissed the tiger's ear.

A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and with a flick, the room suddenly brightened.

Duan Wuxin felt her heartbeat speeding up violently, and her brain suddenly went blank.

Three seconds later, the tiger claws were gone.

But the tail and ears are still there.

The clothes I made last time came in handy, stretched and stretched properly, and barely covered my body.

Fortunately, there were clothes to cover it, otherwise Duan Wuxin could die in place with so many people staring at him.

It's just that the top is still suitable, but the trousers are too short, and the trousers have turned into shorts, revealing two slender legs.

He squatted on the ground, covering his exposed waist, and the clear young voice said, "Why did it change?"

"I don't know." Ling Junhan also had question marks all over his head, with a puzzled expression.

Is this a random coincidence, or is it inevitable due to time constraints.

I can't figure it out, and I can't guess it.

All the senior executives on the long table were dumbfounded. That wishing white tiger, Duan Wuxin, could actually change people?

They stared at that impeccable face, wondering who to envy for a moment.

"Don't speak out about what happened tonight, this is an order." Ling Junhan glanced at the few people, threatening lightly.

The subordinates nodded repeatedly, pursed their lips and shut their mouths.

Besides, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

Gu Ang was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to find his response, "Fuck, my son still has this ability?"

They rehearsed hard all afternoon that day, they were stabbing and bleeding, and they didn't react at all.

Sitting on the ground in a daze, Huang Huang reacted belatedly, and suddenly cried in fright, completely losing the appearance of a little adult.

He covered his mouth sobbingly, his face was covered with tears, and he hadn't escaped from the panic, "Little white tiger, why did you become a human?"

Gu Ang had no choice but to quickly hug the little boy into his arms, "Don't be afraid."

"I want to go home!" Huang Huang hid in his arms, not daring to approach him.

Duan Wuxin squatted on the spot at a loss, and murmured, "Sorry, I scared you."

As soon as the words fell, he turned back into the fluffy little white tiger just now.

It was too late to react, as if I had experienced another hallucination just now.

"Why didn't I last for a minute this time..."

Ling Junhan squatted down and coaxed the little boy in a low voice, "Kiss him again to transform him back."

"No." Shaking his head back, his face was full of rejection.

Duan Wuxin was in a daze, staring blankly at his tiger claws.

He let Ling Junhan touch and hug him that day.

Could it be...do you want to use a pro?

Thinking that he licked Ling Junhan that day, nothing seemed to change.

Could it be the other way around?

Ling Junhan was still working hard there, squeezing out a smiling face that didn't look kind, "Little friend, do you want to live with uncle for half a year? All food, drink and fun are included, just turn him into a human being."

"Are you a little too crazy?" Gu Ang was speechless, "You scared him."

Ye Fei said coolly, "After all, Lao Ling has worked hard to find a way to turn Xiao Duan back into a human being. You have to understand. But, don't think about my son."

Ling Junhan ignored the two, and continued to attack the little boy, "Kiss him again, okay?"

Shaking back that cold look, "Uncle, don't you like the little white tiger?"

"...It's not that I don't like it."

Ling Junhan glanced at the little white tiger who was staring at him, and put his hands on his soft back to comfort him, while considering his words, "It's uncle, I prefer him as a human being."

Only by becoming a human can you chase well.

Facing the form of a white tiger now, it is really complicated.

Duan Wuxin patted Ling Junhan who was still chattering about attacking children with his tiger claws, and said in a low voice, "Forget it."

Through these days of groping, he believed that all this was just a coincidence.

There must be some special reason to stimulate.

Including the beast soul project they mentioned just now, Duan Wuxin has a natural intuition that he may be the experimental product of human transformation.

However, back then they thought the plan had failed and the experiment was terminated.

In fact, there is no failure, he is a [-]% successful Terry.

Ling Junhan turned his head and looked straight at Meng Yusen, "Brother, what's going on?"

"I don't know, maybe I've eaten too many stones recently..." Meng Yusen looked embarrassed, "Give me a few more days."

Ling Junhan pondered for two seconds, then asked seriously: "So, will he change if I kiss him?"

Meng Yusen looked at the expression of the beast, and praised, "Don't take the opportunity to be a hooligan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Junhan was bitten by the little white tiger on the back of his hand.

Neither light nor heavy, leaving an ambiguous circle of tooth marks.

What nonsense are you talking about?Old batch.

"You keep busy with your work, I'm fine." Duan Wuxin wagged his tail and collapsed very magnanimously.

Ling Junhan stared at him and confirmed again and again, "Are you all right?"

"I'm used to it." Duan Wuxin stretched his limbs softly, "Anyway, sooner or later, it will definitely be stable."

Ling Junhan smiled and said, "You see it quite openly."

He patted the little white tiger on the back, beckoned everyone to return to the long table, and cast his eyes on Ye Fei.

"I think it's necessary for me to lie down with you. Zerg wars have been frequent recently. If you get involved with them, there will be more tricks behind it."

Ye Fei nodded slightly, "Okay, why not take our spaceship and leave tonight."

Duan Wuxin overheard the conversation with his ears straightened.

If Ling Junhan was leaving, wouldn't his luck be gone?

After finally reconciling with him, I can sleep peacefully every day, but the happiness is about to disappear unexpectedly.

Duan Wuxin was a little irritable, turned around twice, and walked to Ling Junhan's legs.

Hugging Buddha's feet temporarily, is it too late to rub it now?

On the table, Ling Junhan sat upright, explaining the work to his subordinates one by one.

When the tasks in hand were assigned, he pulled the stool away, "Then I'll go and pack my luggage first, and wait for me for 10 minutes."

As soon as I got up, I looked down at the little furry animal next to my legs, and felt a little bit reluctant in my heart.

Do you want to take it with you?

The thought flashed, and then he denied himself.

It is really not safe to go out without knowing what kind of situation you are facing.

He patted Duan Wuxin on the back, signaling to follow him upstairs.

Duan Wuxin squatted at the door of the room, watched him drag out the suitcase and began to quickly pack his clothes, and asked anxiously, "How many days are you going?"

"I'll be back as soon as possible, and I think it will be done in a day or two." Ling Junhan folded the clothes and zipped them up.

Looking at the little white tiger circling around him, he smiled, "Why, can't you bear me?"

Duan Wuxin reflexively denied, "I don't! I sleep on a three-meter bed by myself, I don't know how happy I am!"

"You can video with me at night." Ling Junhan paused, and added, "If you miss me."

"Impossible, you are dreaming." Duan Wuxin turned her head arrogantly, bouncing three feet away from him.

With a disgusted look on his face, he waved his tiger paw, "Let's go, I won't send you off."

Ling Junhan lowered his head, and lightly touched his head with his lips, "I'm leaving, I'll be back soon."

Duan Wuxin groaned, "Let's go quickly, the Zerg needs you to destroy it."

As he said this, his body walked out involuntarily.

He stood on the stairs, watching the man follow Gu Ang and the others to the hall.

My heart seemed to be blocked, and I hesitated to speak.

Duan Wuxin took two steps forward, ready to say something.

His feet were empty, and he rolled down with his head and claws.

With a bang, there was a loud noise in the empty living room, causing a group of people to turn their heads.

Ling Junhan put down his luggage, walked quickly over to pick up Duan Wuxin, and checked it carefully.

It's not a serious problem, but there seems to be some swelling on the head.

He sighed, with a distressed tone, "Why did you fall? Does it hurt?"

"Isn't it because you left, the good luck is gone." Duan Wuxin rubbed her head ferociously, hating her bad luck.

"You really need to stay close at every step." Ling Junhan helplessly rubbed the tiger's head.

He wanted to take it with him, but reason told him no.

After thinking about it, he still cruelly kept Duan Wuxin.

He warned: "Don't run around these two days, if you need something, you can find Xiaobai, you know?"

"I see, it hurts me to death." Duan Wuxin finally couldn't help it, and acted like a baby in a low voice.

"Blow it and it won't hurt anymore." In front of everyone, Ling Junhan really lowered his head and blew lightly on the swollen place twice.

Really didn't see it, Ling Jiamu pushed everyone out, "Don't look, don't look, the meeting is over."

Duan Wuxin was a little ashamed, and with stamina, he pushed him away with a palm, "Let's go."

"Well, go to bed early, good night." Ling Junhan carefully placed him on the ground before getting up and leaving.

Once everyone left, the room became empty.

In the huge hall, only the robot Xiaobai was left looking at him.

Forget it, chatting with black coal balls is better than staying by yourself.

Duan Wuxin lay paralyzed on the bed with a look of lovelessness.

My head hurts, my paws hurt, and my chest feels tight.

It's just that I didn't expect that Ling Junhan would be gone for five days as soon as he left.

While away, there were regular video calls every night, but Duan Wuxin didn't want to answer, so he hung up directly every time.

You have the ability to make a phone call, but why don't you have the ability to come back!

What is the use of video, can video be good luck?

As he was muttering in his heart, the crystal lamp above his head shook for a while, making him jump up from the bed in fright.

As soon as he fell to the ground, before he could stand still, his heel hit the foot of the bed, causing him to tremble in pain.

Duan Wuxin took a deep breath, his eyes flushed from the pain.

Bad luck, unavoidable bad luck.

After standing in place for 5 minutes, I finally felt a little sensation in my heel, and my heart was full of irritability.

Duan Wuxin scratched the ground with his paws and howled into the air.

"What are you yelling at?" A voice came from behind.

Duan Wuxin turned his head and looked at the man standing at the door, dragging the suitcase he had taken away.

His expression was very tired, his eyes were black and blue, and even his shirt was a little wrinkled, with creases from running around.

Between the brows and eyes, there is a decadent handsomeness.

"You're back." Duan Wuxin's eyes lit up, he had long forgotten Aojiao, and limped to him in joy.

Ling Junhan put down the box and immediately realized something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong with your feet?"

"I was bumped when I got out of bed." Now seeing someone, Duan Wuxin felt full of resentment, "You left, bad luck."

His tone was soft, accusatory, and resentful.

Ling Junhan half-kneeled on the ground, and stretched out his arms to hug the little white tiger in a limp ball.

I haven't seen you for a few days, which is weird.

"It was agreed to go for two days! Why did it go for five days!" Duan Wuxin pushed his hand away and yelled fiercely at the person.

Ling Junhan didn't speak, just took out a guard from his pocket with his hand down, and it was tied with a bright red string.

He untied the rope and tied it around Duan Wuxin's neck, "It took two days, but later I heard from Gu Ang and the others that this was very effective, so I went to the master and asked for it."

"What is this?" Duan Wuxin grabbed the red rope, looked down at the cloth bag overlapped with the translator, and looked down.

Ling Junhan tightened it carefully, fiddled with it with his hand, and then said softly, "Fortune, I wish you well."

On the day of leaving, the little white tiger fell down on the stairs and felt distressed watching it.

For the next few nights, thinking about this made me sleepless.

"Keep it well, it's very useful." He smiled, unable to hide his tiredness, "I won't be here occasionally in the future, you really make me worry."

Duan Wuxin was stunned, the tiger's claws hooked on Yushou, and his eyes felt a little wet.

This man, this man is really good at these little planes.

It's a little touching, and annoying.

Duan Wuxin turned his face away, stiff, with a somewhat fierce expression, and stretched out his tiger claws to hug his waist.

Ling Junhan stretched out his arms to hug him, pressed his ears, and whispered, "I never believed in gods and Buddhas, but for you, I knelt down for three days."