Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Societal death is what it is.

In just a short moment, Lan Tang stood up as if nothing had happened. The four-year-old three-headed child was engraved with elegance even in his hair.

"You have worked hard, father, this is Ah Wu, he is my friend."

As soon as the words were finished, before Lan Tang turned his head, his body suddenly became heavy.

Gojo Wujo was like a giant panda holding a bamboo, shyly pawing on the four-year-old Lantang, and said hello with a smile: "Old man, excuse me."

Lan Tang: It's hard, the fist is hard!

Ye Mo Zhengdao greeted Lan Tang first, and then looked at Gojo Wu with a serious expression: "Yes."

Night Moth's right way is unpredictable: "I understand."

Ye Mo Zhengdao seemed to know all the secrets: "In that case..."

Lan Tang:? (Uneasy.jpg)

Gojo Satoru blinked, and complained in a drawn-out voice, "Ah, he's the kind of lousy uncle who only talks in half, Lan Tang, let's ignore him and go back to the room to play."

"Just play with the golden building blocks next door~"

Lan Tang smiled and turned his head to meet the troublemaker on his back, half of his face was as black as ink.

Gojo Satoru blinked, trying to hint with his eyes.

"..." Lan Tang compromised, turned around and added: "It's the neighbor's child, I've known him for a while."

Lan Tang turned back to look at Ye Mo Zhengdao, who nodded to him: "Well, you guys go and play,"

He said and lifted up the cake box he just picked up: "The new cake from Ganwei Dessert Shop on Yoshino Road, come out to eat when you are hungry."

Noctua Zhengdao maintained a dark face: "It's fun."

Noctua Zhengdao patted Lan Tang on the shoulder reassuringly.

Lan Tang felt relieved, but he was still a little nervous, maybe he was guilty, but he always felt that his father seemed to have something to say, and he didn't know how much his father knew about what he had done during this period of time, and he couldn't ask directly, he could only feel aggrieved He returned to the room with the large pendant on his body.

The wooden door 'clicked' shut tightly.

The big cat on the body jumped onto the bed with a leap of faith, rolled over, and his white hair was messed up by him.

Lan Tang, who had a superhuman physique, didn't even mess up his steps, sitting by the bed and pondering whether he should wait for Gojo Satoru to leave and confess.

"Lan Tang, Lan Tang~" There was a pulling force from the corner of the clothes, Lan Tang lowered his head, and saw the cat that he had raised for half a year looking at him with blue eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lan Tang stared at the messy hair and frowned, took out a comb from the 'painting collection' that evolved into a portable space, and combed the cat's hair unskillfully.

The big cat froze, and after relaxing its body, it squirmed into Lantang's lap and stretched comfortably. It had just been out surfing all morning, and now it was full of food and its hair was being smoothed. Lazy in the sun.

Even if he was shunned to the point of falling asleep, the five cats and cats never forgot to comfort the excrement shoveler: "Don't worry, Lan Tang, that uncle who only has muscles in his brain is used to talking only half of the way, in fact, he doesn't even know who I am what~"

"Is that so..." Lan Tang believed in Gojo Satoru's power of observation, he stopped combing his hair, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

In the past six months, he and Noctua Zhengdao have been like family members, but Lan Tang doesn't really want to hide it anymore.

but....

Lan Tang suddenly came back to his senses: "No! How did you know that the house next door was bought by me..."

Mao Mao closed her eyes and breathed evenly, Lan Tang subconsciously silenced.

Looking at Gojo Satoru who looked like an angel when he was sleeping peacefully, Lan Tang combed his beautiful white hair slowly, vaguely recalling all the things that he had gradually become familiar with since they met for half a year.

The first person I saw after waking up was panicked and empty when I lost my memory, and I was in a dangerous environment. The white-haired boy was like a husky that demolished the house. Severely injured and unconscious.

Although he came here nominally to eat, but he did come to interrupt the loneliness that spread from his heart to his whole body when he was empty and lonely.

Although they are the killers chasing Wujo Wulai, those tool people are really easy to use.

Lan Tang's golden-green eyes softened unknowingly.

Gojo Satoru, unexpectedly, is a gentle and considerate person!

The little black cat, which was being groomed by the big white cat, also took a nap under the gentle sunshine of the afternoon sun in early spring.

Soon, two cats, one big and one small, cuddled up and fell asleep.

"Are you awake, Lan Tang?" Ye Mo Zhengdao was ordering the takeaway: "Your friend just left... Poof!"

"?" Lan Tang looked blankly at Ye Mo Zhengdao, who had always worked hard to maintain his father's dignity, suddenly lost his composure.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the reflection on the glass.

Lan Tang turned his head abruptly, and was shocked to find that his forehead was covered with a huge tortoise, his cheeks were covered with cat whiskers, and his entire face was painted with a black marker. A line of small characters of "Wu Tiao Enlightenment to this Tour".

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"Five. Tiao. Enlightenment..." Lan Tang's curly black hair danced wildly like a group of snakes, and under the rage, Lan Tang showed a delirious and ferocious smile.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, when I go to pull out the curse spirit, I will kill you by the way!Gojo Satoru!

The only scary man in the world who can show his elegance to the point where he can show his beauty!

As expected of you!Gojo Satoru!

"Ah qie" Gojo Gojo, who managed to get away after playing a prank, rubbed his nose, ah, Lantang must be missing me~

Tomorrow, I will meet with Lan Tang the super-level curse spirit, I am really looking forward to it~