overnight evolution

This blatant necrophilia probably shocked them, especially Butterfly Man. I saw his expression became very complicated in an instant, as if he didn’t know whether he should be happy that his body could attract the target.The smoked wind blows through the grove in the afternoon, and the surrounding is so quiet that the sound of leaves falling on the ground can be heard.I rubbed my nose, sat in the wheelchair and visually measured the size of Butterfly Man, and sincerely felt that his death was definitely heavier than Mount Tai.Because even if it does not become one of my many collections, it can still be the food ORZ for hardworking and brave ants for several winters.

So imagine this beautiful face sunken in the ground, one side corroded by microorganisms, but the other side is still intact...

Okay I'm sorry.

But to be honest, every taxidermy collector is a fanatical necrophilia. Why does this obvious fact make you stare at me endlessly?

Before I couldn't help shouting these words, Jenny appeared in the woods with a large group of people. When she saw me in the wheelchair, she dropped the weapon in her hand - the mop, and ran over quickly.The girl who grew up with me held my face and looked left and right, and said anxiously: "Master, are you okay, where is that unclean thing?"

I sighed and said nothing.

It was hanging on a tree, twisting and twisting desperately to enhance its sense of existence, but unfortunately the masses still couldn't see it with their sharp eyes wide open.Of course, some people really can’t see it, like the girl in front of me; Behind the old lady is a gloomy old man.Well, it is estimated that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

"Ahahahaha——" The white-haired old man who smiled like Hong Zhong was my grandfather. He was wearing a black Tang suit. My wife pushed him over and greeted the people behind me with a smile, "Axiu, don't come here!" All right."

Hey, grandpa, what is it that you call me like your grandson?It's too out of tune with other people's aura!

However, this man with a noble face actually stepped forward, bowed slightly to my grandfather, and responded in a very respectful tone: "Long time no see, teacher, you are still as energetic as before."

——Are you kidding me?

I'm definitely not the only one who thought this way. The black-clothed beauty named Jess opened her eyes with smoky makeup uncomfortably, as if she had seen a ghost.My grandfather was sitting in a wheelchair, touched his chin calmly, and smiled at him with satisfaction: "Well, it seems that you have not neglected your studies these years, and you have indeed remembered what the teacher taught you. The current strength Calculated in the whole world, it should be ranked in the top ten."

Well, it sounds like a big deal.Many people present were surprised when they heard this, but most of them were bewildered.I also heard two little nurses muttering, and one of them asked in a low voice: "Which company has such a young boss among the top ten companies in the world in terms of economic strength?"

The other added, covering his hot face, "And he's so handsome..."

The two together: "Woo--"

Alright, so please don't ignore those of us who think we're good looking, thank you.And judging from my experience, this top ten has absolutely nothing to do with economic strength or anything, you all think too simply.

I turned to look at him, just in time to see him straighten up, his eyes still lowered after receiving my grandfather's praise, thick eyelashes casting faint shadows in his eyes.His face was as calm as water, without a hint of pride, so it looked so powerful that it made people want to kneel down.I subconsciously wrapped up the coat on my body, and the breath of the original owner slipped through my nose like a ghost. The strange aroma made me dizzy for a moment, and colorful colors appeared in front of my eyes.Limbs are weak, and it seems that even the spine can't support the heavy head, shaking in the wheelchair and about to fall forward.However, mentally, it was like taking drugs, and it was so pleasant that people let out a comfortable sigh from the depths of their souls, only to feel that all the frights they had received before had dissipated in the sky like floating clouds.

This feeling that the whole person wants to float up, as if in a wonderful dream...

There is no trouble, no pain, as if I have found my long-lost half body and become complete again...

so good--

I opened my mosquito-repellent-repellent eyes, smirked and fell forward.

Someone from the side came over and hugged me, then patted my cheek, the voice sounded very familiar: "Wake up."

As soon as he approached, the fragrance seemed to become clearer, taking all the strength out of my body.I said at least let me save some, I want to see this person's face clearly. Hey - only the eyes are clear, but the ears, mouth and nose are all blurred, that's too cheating...

A complex and incomprehensible brilliance appeared in those eyes, and the movements of my hands stopped, no longer trying to wake me up.Hey, that's right, although I don't know why I saw a person of the same sex in my dream, but we are destined.Ah, but then again, how did I fall asleep in full view?

While half asleep and half awake, someone took me from his arms.This person has strong arms and warm embrace, and he wears my favorite men's perfume—hey, why did you come to my dream to join in the fun?I looked up from his arms, looked at his serious and upright face, so I reached out to touch his lips that opened and closed.In fact, as soon as I left the embrace with a pleasant and strange aroma, my strength recovered a lot, and my troublesome fingers finally managed to attract my father's attention.

He stopped talking with the other party and looked down at me: "#￥%?"

I stared at his moving mouth in a daze, but the sound was out of sync with the image, so I didn't hear anything.So, what happened, hey...

At this time, another person came and hugged me, and I was happy to see this face-this is such a mess, really, why is my old lady here too.I repeated my tricks to touch her face, but she smiled at me and acted preemptively, curling her index finger and middle finger to pinch the flesh on my face and rotate it 180 degrees.I immediately yelled out, and the sound and image returned instantly: "What are you doing——!"

The woman simply stretched out her hand and pushed me back onto the wheelchair, glanced at the hospital gown that had been torn open by the Butterfly Man out of the corner of her eye, and then calmly looked away: "Son, don't embarrass me, your mother hurts me so much." Sorry."

I quickly tightened my coat, only to feel a burning pain in my right cheek: "How can I—"

She held her forehead, walked behind my grandfather with a weak sigh, and said something for someone to hear: "As a %￥#, I was easily seduced by the smell of other species. I knew it would be better to keep it as it is." , really."

...Hey, why does it turn into garbled characters when the keyword is reached?Bastard author, haven't you figured out what category to put me in?That's right!

Well, it seems that I was really not dreaming just now, but just bewitched by some aura.I rubbed my nose wonderingly, and then lowered my head to smell the coat. This time, there was no strange fragrance, only the perfume smell reminiscent of the ocean.So when he thought of the inexplicable dizziness just now and the stupid performance in front of everyone, he felt that his image was really ruined, and it was a disaster.However, there is a bastard who refuses to give me even time to be upset. The butterfly man who has been serving as the background of the event from the beginning suddenly said sinisterly on the spider web: "Is my taste not good enough?"

Hey, how do you want me to answer this kind of question?

As soon as these words came out, it really attracted the attention of many people, including the two men who were confronting each other.My old man's face has been very ugly since just now, and now he is staring at Garnier's callus, which he has been ignoring, and asked in a low voice: "Which onion are you?"

Butterfly Man raised one eyebrow. Although it looked funny being hung upside down on the Internet, he had no self-knowledge of being a prisoner at all.Before he opened his mouth to make things more complicated, I rushed over and hugged my old man's waist, and calmed down the matter: "Dad, I have already beaten him severely, and he has definitely not suffered any disadvantages. I think this matter is fine." Well, a lot of people are watching."

My old man raised the corner of his mouth, I have never seen such an indifferent expression on his face.

He touched my head and said softly: "Don't worry, they will never see what they shouldn't see."

Feeling the abnormal air flow around me, I subconsciously turned my head to look, and sure enough, except for our family and the three people in the woods, everyone else had turned into lifelike living sculptures.No, it's not just people, but the time and space outside the radius of two meters are frozen with my Lao Tzu as the center.A flying insect kept moving away from the tip of the leaf, and stopped in mid-air, with the color of sunlight reflected on its wings.

He put his palm on my back, patted it twice, and calmly said domineering words, "Trust Dad, Dad will make everyone who bullies you pay a heavy price."