Where is the dignity of the Lord?

"Fuck, my old waist..."

"I told you not to be so excited..."

Pasha sighed, covering his eyes with his arms, and the thick curtains blocked the sunlight, keeping the light in the room at the most suitable brightness. This is the gentleness that belongs to Reyed... What a fart! !

That bastard at the time was light or braked in time, so labor and capital couldn't get up the next day? !

Isn't she just two years younger than me? What the hell are you pretending to be young and passionate!

Do you really think you are a pile driver? ! !

Pasha sat up with his face darkened and covered his waist, his bones creaked and his thighs twitched and hurt when he moved, probably because of a muscle strain.

In order to avoid being scolded, the bastard cat ran away long ago under the pretext of going on patrol, but he had to struggle to get up to prepare lunch for the old wolf at the door and him...

"Ah~"

Sighing, the pasha resigned himself to his fate with shaking legs and got up.

First feed the lazy old wolf who has lived at the door, and seems to have lived there for many years, and then get a cup of coffee and ham and bread to feed himself.

After three or four mouthfuls of bread, he was drinking coffee by the stove when the wireless phone that was sitting in the cupboard rang suddenly, which startled Pasha.

"Cough cough cough-"

Telephone?

At this time, who would call them in this deep mountain and old forest?

Pasha choked, wiped his mouth in a panic, frowned and stood up, walked over to pick up the phone and connected: "Hello, hello."

"Hello, this voice is Pasha, right?" A brisk and gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's me, Mom."

"Ms. Xiulia?!"

"Oh, why do you still call me Ms. Shulia, Ms. Shulia? Why don't you just call me mom? Hehehe, I've heard Reyde say it, you guys~~"

"...Please tell me the business directly, thank you."

"Hahaha, don't be shy. Your father and I have already figured out how to hold a wedding for you. If you want to adopt a child in the future, your father and I can also watch the child for you."

Shulia suppressed a smile on the other end of the phone, Pasha covered his face that was getting hotter, why did this bastard Reyde tell Ms. Shulia everything!

After laughing, Ms. Shulia suddenly remembered and asked, "By the way, Pasha, have you recovered from your illness?"

Pasha paused for a moment, and then remembered the skin disease that Resid made up.

"Uh, much better."

"Great!"

Ms. Xiulia smiled lowly: "Actually, I contacted you this time because I have something to ask you and Reyde."

Pasha wondered: "What happened, do we need to go back to Country M?"

Ms. Xiu Liya waved her hand: "No, no, no need to be so troublesome. In fact, Junior Brother Reyde and another child I brought have encountered a bottleneck recently, and he admires Reyde more, so I plan to let him go to you Stay there for a few days and see if Reyceid can help me enlighten him."

"..."

"At first, I thought it might be inconvenient for you to still be sick, but I didn't expect you to recover well. Pasha, can you help me convince Resid? He may be more obedient to you."

"..."

When Ms. Shulia mentioned her son, her voice was troubled.

Thinking of Reyde's bad temper and sharp xenophobic character, Pasha could understand her helplessly and said: "I will try my best, but I can't guarantee that he will agree."

"It's okay, that's all right!"

Ms. Shulia was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Pasha, thanks to you, otherwise that stinky boy in Resid would have hung up the phone the moment I asked for the conditions."

Pasha laughed, this is indeed something he would do.

He chatted with Ms. Shulia for a while before hanging up the phone. After checking the time, Pasha sat on the sofa with a book and waited for Resid to come back.

In the evening, Reyde, who was wearing climbing gear, pushed open the door of the cabin.

Pasha lay on the sofa and looked back, saw him take off his muddy boots at the door, and told him about Ms. Shulia's call.

"Her disciple? Lat?"

With slender legs, he took a few steps to sit next to Pasha, and Reyde lay lazily on Pasha's body, his baby blue eyes narrowed in displeasure, "No, I don't have time to take care of children in the second stage."

Pasha opened his mouth: "I feel that Ms. Xiulia seems to be in a difficult situation..."

"It's not my business."

Reyde took a sip of his remaining coffee on the table, and said very vicious words in a lazy manner: "Tell her, stop disturbing the two-person world of the newlyweds, and let that stinky brat who hasn't been weaned Go see a psychiatrist."

"Bottleneck? People who stand at the pinnacle of their profession want to create new heights, and they are called bottlenecks if they can't break through. When does a chicken want to fly before running: it deserves to be called a bottleneck? Hah."

Pasha: "..."

Just rely on the mouth of Resid.

Ms. Xiu Liya, are you sure that the purpose of sending the apprentice here is to open up the knot, not to directly cause depression? ?

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and Pasha asked patiently, "Do you have a bad relationship with your junior brother, that kid named Latt?"

According to what he knew about Reyde, Reyde just maintained an indifferent attitude towards strangers, and he would not be so angry with his mouth like this. It should be something happened.

Reyde put down the mug and said lightly, "It's not bad."

Pasha: "Oh..."

Reyed: "He used to be a big fan of mine and was called the second Prizlack on the ice."

Pasha: "..."

Reyed supported his head, and he couldn't hear what he said: "I have been imitating me since the beginning of the junior competition. The music, choreography, modeling, including the way of speaking, are like perfect copies. Too much worship simply fantasizes that I am Reyed , After I retired from the competition, he had no one to imitate, so it is only natural that he can’t skate well now.”

"..."

It's kind of bad.

Excessive imitation due to idol worship, even relying on imitation to forcefully bind with the original owner under the name of a small xx, will indeed cause resentment to the imitated original owner.

It is uncomfortable to be friendly, and it is said that jealousy is not generous if you are not friendly.

Both of them are athletes in Ms. Shulia's hands, and their performances are good. They are regarded as a big selling point in the media. According to the urine nature of the star athlete circle, it can be imagined how many times Reyed will be forced to spend.

No wonder he was so resistant to that junior named Rat...

"Then refuse."

Pasha smiled and stroked Resid's soft, wavy black hair.

Looking at the baby's blue eyes, he kissed him on the forehead, and Reyde's astonished face was reflected in his pupils.

"No one can make my Russian cat unhappy."

People's hearts are all fleshy, how can they not be partial?

"..." The corners of Reisyid's lips curled up, and he fell into his arms. Pasha smiled lightly, and was about to touch his head, when suddenly he heard the person who was resting on his lap and closed his eyes murmur: The bank card is for you."

"what?"

"And then with you day and night."

"..."

Pasha slapped him on the head blankly.

Damn, I owe a slap.

【The author has something to say】:.

I became a little short, tsk, it must be a spring headache.