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"We're back."

After the spring outing with the elementary school students, I opened the door in a happy mood. At this moment, I didn’t think of the fact that I let someone who worked hard to cook as a pigeon. My heart was filled with the joy of getting new materials feel.

But when I fully opened the door, I saw Mr. Shi Er, the person who had worked so hard to cook, after I unscrewed the door, sitting on the sofa in front of the TV with a posture of a golden sword, And after the sound of the door opening, his eyes swept over.

On the dining table behind the sofa, there is fried rice flavored eel rice that has cooled down...

"that……"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I was shocked by my weak tone. The only association I could have with this tone was that when my mother cooked dark dishes for me, I apologized to the other party when I sneaked home mixed with guilt and subtle pleasure. moment.

I subconsciously shut my mouth tightly. I feel that I am so unconscious that it is definitely an illusion to associate such a tall man with my mother.

"Mr. Shier, where did Huihui go to school?"

Shi Er, who was sitting on the sofa wearing a black T-shirt, finally shifted his gaze from the mother-in-law drama on the screen to me at my call.

"do not know."

After such a toss, the illusion brought about by a certain environment has disappeared.In addition, the other party was a life assistant I hired with money, and the whole person became confident in an instant.

"Then let Huihui go to Mihua Primary School next."

I'm making my own decision, and of course based on my observations I quickly add,

"I will help him pay for his tuition."

In an instant, the man who straightened up on the sofa fell back again, and even used the remote control to change a channel in a leisurely and elegant manner. The content changed from a mother-in-law drama to a horse betting.

"Then please."

Shi Er said to me perfunctorily, and then motioned Huihui to go to his side like a puppy, and the boy next to me took a look at me and quickly went to his father's side.

"Good job."

Shi'er patted Huihui's shoulder with a half-smile, and stared at his child with a kind of eyes like a tiger's father without a dog's son. This kind of eyes quickly triggered something in my heart.

The mood suddenly became very irritable, I rubbed my fingers, and after repeated patience, I chose to speak to Shier in order not to trigger the spell of my grounding mansion:

"Mr. Shier, I heard that you have good skills. The editor should have told you about the request."

I adjusted my glasses on the bridge of my nose, and I didn't think that the lion lying on the sofa would reject my proposal. After all, some things were carved in my bones, such as pride and self-esteem.

"Where's the place?"

The lazy man raised his eyes, the dark green eyes were like the moss hidden in the corner of the wall in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, witnessing many things that have gone through a lot to form such a deep color.

Hmm... At this moment, it seems that the image of another heroine that I was once inspired finally emerged, a person who is so tough that she climbs out of the mud and shouts for her own wishes, it seems that this kind of eyes should be.

Remembering this good idea in my heart, I signaled Shir to follow me. The door of the study was opened, and the off-white walls gave people a warm feeling. used by me.

Shi Er behind him didn't seem to be surprised by this scene, but let out a sigh leisurely, his eyes wandering on the chair, as if he wanted to find a place to continue to doze off.

Looking at the lazy big lion from the corner of my eye, I walked to the desk, and the flowers sent by the florist this morning were stretching out in the vase on the desk, I gently twisted the back of this shy red flower residence.

The sound of the mechanism sounded in the room, and soon the off-white walls were replaced by cold white walls, and the original bookshelves and desks also hid in the shelter opened for them. In the end, only Shier and I were left in the whole space.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a fight."

Looking at Shi'er whose muscles were tense due to the house change, I suppressed the joy in my heart, and the corners of my mouth slightly curved in relief, and as my words fell, the attack also quickly attacked Shi'er.

There was a frontal contact between the fist and the palm, and seeing the man standing steadily on the spot without any intention of moving, my mood became more and more relaxed.

Of course, the person being attacked would not sit still. Seeing the other person quickly swipe my fist, and the target turned to the wrist, I quickly withdrew my fist.

The next second, Mr. Shi Er's straight kick hit my soft abdomen all at once, which distorted my expression vaguely reflected by the wall.

"Mr. Shi Er, you are really merciless."

The man was noncommittal to my words, and I didn't expect the other party's response. I just felt the pain in my abdomen, and a big smile bloomed unconsciously on my face.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this pain..."

Shi Er looked at Fu Wenguang on the opposite side, and was not worried that his employer would be killed immediately, but when the man with glasses raised his head with a smile on his face, he felt a very bad feeling in his heart.

Oops, why do you feel like you're being targeted by a pervert?

The man lying in the corner attacked Shi'er again, but this time his strength was not as strong as before when he stood steadily to resist. Shi'er who took two steps back slightly, his eyes became serious.

The male hormones, along with the friction between the air and the muscles, made the room a little hotter, and even the breathing went from being inaudible at the beginning to making the eardrums tremble slightly.

Without any words, the two physical masters stared at each other's movements, even if the sweat dripped from the corners of their eyes, they didn't make them blink.

boom--

In another fight, the naked eyes of the two could see afterimages from the beginning, but in just three seconds, the blows were even a little slippery due to sweat, which meant that each attack was harder than the next.

Shi Er's fist aimed at Fu Wenguang's temple, as fast as a bolt of lightning, while Fu Wenguang, who was opposite him, didn't care about the fist at all. His right leg was on the ground, and his left leg used inertia to smash hard On Shir's left knee.

The huge force only made Shi Er retreat a centimeter, and the force of the countershock also made Fu Wenguang's leg bones scream violently, and moved back one centimeter.And the difference of two centimeters successfully made Fu Wenguang lean back to avoid the fatal injury.

Kwacha——

The glasses that were originally on Fu Wenguang's face fell from his face with sweat and fist wind. For a moment, I don't know why the air in the room was silent for a second, but Shi Er didn't care, as if he stayed there and lost his mind. Closed Fu Wenguang, the attack quickly attacked him again.

"No, wait a minute, wait a minute..."

Hearing Fu Wenguang's call to stop was not received by the excited Shi'er's nerves, so that before Fu Wenguang had time to pick up the glasses on the ground, he ran away when he saw Shi'er's attack.

"Shir, Shir, stop! Let me pick up my glasses."

The originally hot room was still full of heat, but this time, Fu Wenguang ran wildly in front, while Shi Er kept attacking from behind.

Dodging left and right means that Fu Wenguang, who does not have skin-to-skin contact with Shier, is a little bit about to cry, but he really has a psychological shadow...

"Ya Butterfly..."

Accompanied by these extremely shameless lines, Shi Er shivered violently, stopped in place, and then glanced at his bristling hair, feeling a little cold for some reason.

"Hoohoo...finally...it stopped...it can't be done..."

Panting and falling on the cold floor, Fu Wenguang was gasping for breath with his back to the sky, which made it impossible to think of the previous appearance of this energetic man who was evenly matched with Shier.

"Are you a conjurer? Or a person with supernatural powers?"

Shier looked at Fu Wenguang who was lying on the ground, and he had a flash of inspiration. He thought of the words of the book he used to sleep in his study and used as a pillow, restraining himself so as to gain strength far beyond what he should have?

"You are a conjurer."

"Yes, Mr. Shier, is that right?"

Fu Wenguang's blue eyes, out of the frame, look like an island with the clearest air, a clear sky that makes one feel comfortable, and it seems that nothing can leave any traces in it.Whether it is a bird or a white cloud.

This is something Shir has never seen before. As a conjurer, the eyes he has seen are either filled with thick calculations, or the brand left by leaving with his companions, or with The confusion of drunkenness and dreams, and the very few firmness with a clear purpose, and the only starry sky that doesn't pay attention to anything.

But he had never seen a magician like Fu Wenguang, which seemed to give him some kind of hope. He silently recited Fu Heihui's name, and walked to Fu Wenguang who was lying on his back:

"You were not asked by those old guys to do hard work for them."

"Creatures like conjurers are human beings in the final analysis, they are also human beings, and I am also human beings. Why should I submit to others..."

Fu Wenguang rolled his eyes and revealed a trace of curiosity. He felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. Although the beating was very hard, the after-effects were quite serious. The right forearm was broken, the left leg was broken, and even the internal organs seemed to be broken under such an attack. Blood is seeping out, it's terrible.

However, as a man who mastered the ultimate mystery of the magic world - the reversal technique, these were minor problems. The negative and negative effects of the technique allowed all the damaged muscles to quickly return to their original appearance.Noticing that his injury was recovering, he put on his glasses, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Shi'er with his head down:

"Besides, it is impossible for me to work part-time in my life, that is, to be a salted fish to survive, which can satisfy my dream."

After saying this, the room began to automatically return to the study. Fu Wenguang stretched his waist, narrowed his eyes happily, and stood up. At the same time, the vibrating mobile phone on the desktop made him lose his mind. All good mood.

[Cupid Mode - 50%]