The most miserable host of Kuai Chuan is none other than me

"Don't call me brother."

Jiang Ge turned his face away and withdrew his hand.Moved the hungry and dizzy little monk back to the bed, took the pastry on the table and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

It can't be said to be convenient, his intuition told him to take the sweetest honey paste.

Lu Weiyang came back to life when he smelled it.

He put his nose up and sniffed vigorously, his eyes were dull, but a big smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, "Brother..." Where did you get these things from.

If it was exchanged with a flesh body, he would rather not open his mouth to eat. In other words, even if he starved to death, he would not need others to pay for him.

"Don't call me Xiongtai anymore, just call me Changbai Mountain." Jiang Ge touched the two protruding corners of his hair, put the honey cake to the man's mouth, and raised his eyebrows: "It's so good Make sure you don’t taste the honey you eat.”

A little bit of honey sauce was already on the pink lips, and the sweetness rubbed against the skin of his lips, Lu Weiyang really wanted to open his mouth and swallow that honey cake in one gulp.

"However, if this is in exchange for your precious things, I really can't eat them without conscience." Lu Weiyang sat on the couch, his feet couldn't even touch the ground.

It can only swing back and forth in the air like soft noodles.

"Precious? Unconscionable." Jiang Ge's brain was running fast, and finally he said a sentence that his ancestors in eight lifetimes could not understand: "Little monk Lu Weiyang, don't be afraid, we are now underground in the magic palace. No one here can hurt us .”

The most dangerous place is the safest place, Lu Weiyang nodded in agreement when he heard his nonsense.

"Stop thinking about it, we can definitely go out on the night of the next full moon." Jiang Ge took him into his arms and stroked him like a small animal.

The lies he told since he was a child can't be counted on ten fingers, and there are very few people who are willing to believe him.

He and this little monk just met for the first time, and the time of acquaintance was only two days.

The little monk can trust him like this on the premise that he can't see anything clearly.

Jiang Ge has been thinking about a question these years: is it more tiring for people who lie, or for people who are cheated?

He now has an answer.

Because he told the little monk that the two still lived in the cellar.Everything in his bedroom was almost emptied...

Last time, the little monk took advantage of the time when he went out to breathe a sigh of relief, and walked around the room abruptly.

His bedroom is more than ten times the size of ordinary people, and the luxury is boundless.The layout of the bed is also from extravagant to extravagant, and the scent of ambergris in the room has always made the little monk suspicious.

Even the maid who comes to clean can scare the little monk out of his mind for several days. If you want to get the prey hooked, you have to give him a full sense of security and make him a willing sacrifice.

"... Before he could say anything, Lu Weiyang bit his lower lip, and seriously called out the name the man gave him: "Changbai Mountain. "

A man correcting paperwork.He frowned impatiently.His face was covered with dark clouds, causing the maids who came to serve tea to stay away.

"Brother Changbai, are you there? I'm a little thirsty, have you gone out again?"

The speed of speaking was getting slower and slower, and the little emotions of loss were buried in his words.Jiang Ge kept silent, holding his breath and looking at the little monk.

In the past few days, hard hair has grown on his head, neither much nor long.It seems that the head is dark and energetic.

The old clothes I was wearing when I came here have long been thrown away, and now I am wearing a top, with bare legs exposed.

Hearing no movement in the room, Lu Weiyang propped himself up and sighed, turned over and lay down on the bed, crying silently in his heart: I also lost the things the old abbot gave, and the pain of the wound couldn't be covered at all.

The bruises on his knees and belly began to fester, and the pain kept him awake all night, and his arms seemed to be studded with nails.

Raising his hand can make him spasm with pain.

Jiang Ge crossed his arms and looked at the back of the man's head with a sinister gaze.

Be puzzled.

The water bottle was right by his hand, and he told the little monk very seriously when he left that he could just drink water by himself when he was thirsty.

Can an insignificant blind man be so precious?

"Hoo hoo."

The little blind man did not disappoint him, sat up slowly and paused for two to three minutes.I don't know what to think about.

He twisted the hem of the clothes with his fingertips again, peeled off the clothes on his chest, and tentatively touched the scar on his belly with his fingers.

His skin is very white and black, his eyebrows are very soft, and it is too...

"Brother Lu, I'm back. What's the matter with your wound?"

A certain person's ears were red, and he stared straight at his belly, almost seeing through him and pretending that he just came back.

Walking on the spot panting, the pain was so strong that goose bumps on Lu Weiyang's arms rose.Squeezing the bed sheet under her body, she replied in a low voice: "Brother Changbai is laughing, my health is not very good."

A small wound can kill Lu Weiyang, and the loss of the Buddha beads may make his life worse than death.

"Dare to ask Brother Lu, did you lose something?"

Every year in that temple, a pure little monk is bred, whether it is a fairy or a big devil, as long as they eat that little monk, their cultivation will double.

Several years ago, when he was a fledgling little devil, he was lucky enough to eat the little monk raised by that temple.It's just that way of eating.

The characteristic of this kind of young monk is that the wound can heal quickly, and the body is slightly deformed.

To mortals, the little monk may be an ordinary little monk, but in the devil world or the gods in the nine heavens, the little monk can smell the fragrance of the little monk.

"No, throw something away." Lu Weiyang leaned pitifully against the wall, and poured useless white foam on his body.

Use your fingers to make circles, and sit on the corner of the big bed with a lonely expression.

Jiang Ge handed him a cup of hot water, and the expression on his face dropped by at least one degree: "Don't you want to drink water? Come and drink water?"

"..."

Lu Weiyang is ready to fight back.

As the chosen one, he is not the only one who gets beaten.

This Changbai brother is not simple.

……

"Q Bao is sleeping, don't watch TV there, it's bad for your eyes." After mopping the floor, Jin Huan rubbed his sore waist and found that the light in the living room was still on.

The two little guys were lying on the coffee table wearing little yellow duck hats, watching the picture on the TV screen intently.

"Hi everyone, I'm Peppa Pig."

"This is my dad..."

When his voice was slightly higher, the one turned his head and pouted first, and said coquettishly, "Daddy, wait a minute, I really want to finish watching this episode, okay?"

Zuo Chong carried his briefcase between his legs, and when he was changing shoes at the door, he heard Da Maruko's coquettishness, and immediately became serious with a straight face: "No! No! No!"

"I don't want daddy, daddy stinks, we just want to watch some cartoons." Dawanzi said fiercely to daddy, then turned his head and coquettishly at daddy: "I don't need to go to kindergarten tomorrow, daddy. "

Jin Huan took off his apron and looked at the clock on the wall: 39:[-].

Tomorrow is not a working day, so I rushed to the room with the drunken Zuo.Fill the jugs of both children with water.

"Da Wanzi, come here. Leave these two glasses of water behind. Remember to go to bed after reading and protect your eyes." Jin Huan is not a particularly nagging parent, after pouring the hot water, he stretched his muscles and bones and went to sleep.

The two figures in the living room were in such a rigid posture that he didn't notice it.

Da Wanzi supported the round body that was about to fall over, and shook Q Bao's upper body: "Wake up, my dad has already gone away, do you still want to see your dad?"

"Dad...Q Bao, who was about to fall asleep, heard the word dad, and his well-developed tear glands were about to start acting up again.

In winter, a child's face will develop frostbite if he is not careful.

The weather in the north was so cold, Da Maruko handed over the dinosaur hat he had superimposed to the shivering little Q Bao, and by wiping his tears, squeezed his little face.

Fiercely pinching his little nose to keep people from breathing, he asked in a childlike voice, "Your face is almost frozen to death, why are you still crying?"

"It's not frozen, you beat me. When my father comes back, I'll let him wash your bad brother."

With this sweet voice, it was the first time that Little Q Bao spoke so many words to Da Maruko.

From the first day he stepped into their house, he was either bullying them, or bullying them in different ways.

Little Q Bao has half the credit for frostbite on his face.Tears of being bullied, taken outside to blow the air, wet their homework, and made them stand as punishment...

"Forget it, my dad said it. I'm the big brother and my responsibility is to protect you." Big Maruko said, rolling up his sleeves.

Leaning forward slightly, she wiped away tears with her scruffy sleeves.I found the CD given by my sister in kindergarten, and inserted it into the player decently.

The big high-definition screen immediately changed from a children's show to the Eighteen Bans, and the picture was not very pornographic. For their children, idol dramas were absolutely unacceptable.

The person who said this was lying in the man's arms in the house, sleeping soundly, and said in a daze: "It's two o'clock, remember to go out and remind my son to sleep."

"Yeah." The man's hands fluttered on the keyboard and he couldn't hear what Jin Huan said, he just nodded in a panic.

Jin Huan was top-heavy, and immediately became sleepy after drinking a cup of hot milk.

Zuo Chong was busy making PPT, neither of them had time to take care of the two children in the living room.

The two children slept in the living room all night, staring at the intense sleepiness and chasing after Jiang Ge's early debut work "My Domineering Boyfriend".

It's an earthy web drama with an earthy taste of Tsinghua University. High-quality men will probably say something greasy when they see it.

"Where are your eyes looking! Your eyes can only be on my face, woman, do you know my sincerity for you!"

A stream of erratic lines wandered back and forth in the tidy living room, and Jiang Ge's magnetic voice still has this usage.

He was revealed to be inhuman.

The person disappeared gracefully again.Little Q Bao has never seen such a father, and he doesn't see Uncle Lu's father in his eyes.