The daily life of the system gentlemen

In his thoughts during the day, the way he and Si Qing got along did not include the current situation.

Si Qing's 'private estate' does not look like a place where people live.

But it's also true, the other party was originally a dragon, but now it's a system - Si Qing has never been a human being.

"Your decoration here is really unique." Bai Tian couldn't help but sigh with emotion - in comparison, the villa he was donated to was like a simple house.

Although it looks white from the outside, it turns out that these white ones are huge pearl-polished city bricks - pearls with a diameter of more than 3000 centimeters, seen in the system mall during the day, [-] million One system coin.

"I want to say... I thought dragons would prefer gold?"—Maybe it would be much cheaper to build a castle with gold than this one.

Si Qing glanced at Bai Tian, ​​and said indifferently: "It turns out that it is made of platinum, but it will get tired after looking at it for a long time, so I changed the material."

"..." Well, the other party is the first generation. Thinking about how many years he has worked in the system, he should be rich.

Right?

Si Qing led the daytime all the way in, the complete and complicated rococo style made this place look incomparable - valuable.

"I think this kind of delicate style is completely out of your style. I didn't expect you to have a...delicate heart."

"Then what style do you think I should be?" Si Qing turned his head and asked.

Looking at the other party during the day, he repeatedly confirmed that Si Qing was just asking casually, and then said anxiously: "Maybe it's...the drastic design and...the huge gold nugget?"

"Hmm." Si Qing nodded: "You're talking about the Western Dragon."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were Dongfang Long..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Si Qing took Tiantian directly to the top floor of the castle, where there was a huge greenhouse garden: "Strictly speaking, I am neither of these."

no?During the day, I really couldn't think of any other dragon species besides Eastern Dragon and Western Dragon: "I guess you are not a dinosaur, are you a small dragon?"

"..."

"..."

Looking at each other for five seconds, Tiantian knelt down with a bang.

Si Qing looked at him with disgust: "What are you doing?"

"...I just think this land is so beautiful." Smiling during the day—why am I always killing myself, why?

"Of course." Si Qing accepted Bai Tian's compliment: "These are all fairy soil from the Immortal Plane."

"Why not from the God Realm? After all, you have so much...money...?" Halfway through the day, I wanted to slap myself, but now the luck of the misfortune is—he has already knelt down, so there is no need to worry about what will happen worse than this .

Si Qing picked up the daytime of "staying on the ground and can't get up": "There is no soil in the God Realm. Those guys just talk about love or start wars every day. They don't eat, drink, sleep, and rest. They are extremely boring." He bent down and rubbed his hand on Tiantian's knee: "Does it hurt?"

During the day, only the appearance of a man squatting in front of him and raising his head to ask questions remained in his eyes, as if he heard his own voice that was out of order.

—Oh, it seems worse than kneeling.

※※※

Although I don't know why, I was finally arranged to stay in a room during the day.

When I lay in bed, I feel that my life is in chaos during the day.

What'happened?

Why am I here?

Even if I look back at my historical data, I can't figure out why I agreed to stay during the day.

'Boom, boom'

There were two knocks on the door.

"Please come in." Tiantian sat up abruptly.

Si Qing stood at the door, not intending to come in: "There will be a meteor shower in the central area tonight, do you want to get up and take a look?"

No need, I want to be alone!

Bai Tian moved his mouth and replied: "...Okay."

QAQ!In the face of Si Qingda, who can't resist his slavery/sex, how can he break it? !

In the beautiful glass greenhouse on the top floor, he could see the stars all over the sky when he looked up. There was a peerless handsome man beside him, and the land that he knelt down to worship only in the afternoon was sitting under his buttocks.

If someone interviewed him about his feelings during the day, he would definitely answer with a series of ellipses.

Turning his head to look at Si Qing next to him - this feeling is really...subtle.

"Why is there a meteor shower in the system central domain?"

"Of course it's a data simulation. Whether it's the commercial street outside or something else, it's all a simulation."

"So it's all fake?"

"It's fake, but it's what the systems need." Si Qing found a comfortable position and lay down on the soft soil—this is one of the benefits of being a system, you never have to worry about yourself or your clothes getting dirty. dirty.

"I know, a feeling, or something else, is like drinking water."

"Yes." Si Qing said, stretched out his hand, and pulled Bai Tian into his arms. "Although you can keep your neck up without feeling sore muscles, it looks silly in that motion."

"..." So now I am resting on a solid and broad chest.

And the owner/person of the chest still has a subtle heart—such as Rococo, such as a certain kind of sentiment, or even... a bit handsome?

Although I feel that now is a very suitable moment to be excited and dreamy, but I still can't help but have a little drama during the day.

But those are not important - I have never seen a meteor shower when I was a human being during the day, let alone such a large meteor shower in such a clear sky.

So soon he didn't have the mind to think about it anymore.

Until Si Qing didn't know whether he twitched his earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.

Siqing OS: I've wanted to do this for a long time.

daytime:……

"You...I mean me..." During the day, the whole person jumped up like an electric shock, his face was red to the base of his neck - this is his sensitive point, it's nothing strange, isn't it?Most people have sensitive/sensitive spots on their ears, but obviously, even if he becomes a system, his own physical/physical condition has not changed: "I would be very uncomfortable that way."

"...Okay." Si Qing nodded, but he didn't seem to take this matter seriously.

"I'm gay, my ears are my sensitive spot, and you're a handsome guy, so you can't touch it in summary." During the day, I felt that I should make my words clear—in case I turned into a hungry wolf and did something I shouldn't do that day things.

"Huh?" Si Qing obviously didn't think this kind of excuse could be a reason to deprive him of his newly developed hobby of 'earlobe pinching': "What's the matter? I'm gay too."

"……"Yeah?Then it really doesn't matter, please let me be your floor mat, Your Majesty.

How!what!Can!can!

I'm still very moral, okay?

On the contrary, your words can't be the reason for you to tease me at all, okay?

The key is!

"You're not going to be responsible to me!"

"..."

"..."

I actually said it...

During the day, I just felt my knees go limp.

And then he fell into someone's arms - with a cold and overwhelming hormonal rush.

It was like his own voice.

"Why not?"

"..." During the day, I felt that I needed to check the program to troubleshoot.

Si Qing thought for a while and said, "If you want."

The few days of getting along made Si Qing feel very relaxed, and no one could make him as happy as he is now for a long time.

The daytime is like a blank sheet of paper, different from the people he has known and bound to.

A little ignorant, but very passionate - obviously he is like a headless chicken, but he never forgets to encourage others.

Looks like it's going to mess things up.

But fortunately, he met himself - Si Qing fully believed that this was a very lucky thing for Tiantian.

He now felt that it would be fine if he wanted to spend a little longer with this little thing.It was like Xuanyuan Fu accompanied Wang Xiaoer.

Think about it and look forward to it.

During the day, it seemed that a processor failure occurred, and all the things went round and round in his mind. Under the influence of high-speed information processing, his life of more than 20 years was just as short as a moment—and compared to these [-] years. The one week with Si Qing, which was shorter than a few years, was particularly vivid in his memory.

As if foretelling something.

Taking a deep breath during the day, he suddenly pushed Si Qing away: "I don't want to."

"..." Si Qing twisted his fingers.

"Even if you are responsible, I don't want it." He didn't think about anything during the day, and he didn't even know what he was talking about: "So don't touch my ears, okay?"

Si Qing nodded: "The meteor shower is over, let's go back."

So he went back to the room obediently during the day, and when he lay back on the bed again, he realized that maybe he should leave directly, and then rolled back to his own den—even though it was like a simple house in comparison.

'Ding'

A message from Wang Xiaoer.

During the day, I knew that the other party must have a lot to ask, about myself and about the first generation.

But that's exactly what he doesn't want to mention right now.

But he needs to find something to distract him - he just rejected Mr. Si Qing, this matter is worth his time to calm down from any point of view.

So after connecting to the communication during the day, without waiting for the other party to speak, he opened his mouth and said, "Will you come to play mahjong?"

"Oh, my God, aren't you afraid that you will lose all your bottoms/pants?" Wang Xiaoer couldn't believe what he heard.He gestured to Xuanyuan Fu who was beside him: something must have happened, he looks hopeless now.

Although I know that it is not as exaggerated as Wang Xiaoer said, but the matter is about the first generation...

No one can not be curious about the first generation.

So he signaled to Wang Xiaoer: Make an appointment.

Wang Xiaoer was very happy.

You must know that since he got together with Xuanyuan in the afternoon, chrysanthemums have been used repeatedly.

Although the system chrysanthemum will not be damaged, this feeling is still uncomfortable.

And now—he found the gossip he wanted and saved his chrysanthemum.

——Little genius is me, and I am Wang Xiaoer.

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