captive devil

Yamir applied for a room and a nutrition warehouse with an independent terminal. Although he was puzzled, this was the first time the taciturn child made a request, and Lena and Ian agreed.

"Mom and Dad, can you stop peeking?" Yamil raised his head, his long bangs slipped down on his forehead, revealing big clear and bright eyes. The cute couple was heartbroken. Apart from nodding in agreement, what else could they do? other behavior?

Satisfied, Yamir went back to the room in a hurry.

Lina and Ian looked at each other, what did they do, promised to equip an eight-year-old child with an independent terminal and nutrition warehouse?Those people in the Academia Sinica don't have such a good configuration!But if you agree, you can't break your promise... This is the first time that child made a request, and they couldn't bear to refuse...

"Honey... it won't be a problem..." Lena snuggled into Ian's arms with a worried expression on her face.

"Don't worry," Ian bowed his head and kissed Lena's temples, "Yamir is very smart and sensible."

"Yes."

Hill, who heard their conversation, became curious, caught up with Yamir, and rushed to press him on the bed for a while, until he tossed him tearfully and kept begging for mercy.

"Brother... what are you doing, brother!" Yamir panted heavily, pressing his hand on Hill's troubled hand, his eyes were filled with water, his face was flushed red, and an arrow hit Hill's heart in an instant.

"So cute, so cute, how can my swollen Yamir be so patient!" The wolf-haired Hill pounced on him and ravaged him again, until he tossed Yamir until his hair was completely disheveled.

The two of them lay on the bed wheezing for a long time before recovering, "What do you want an independent terminal for?"

"Brother wants to know?" Yamir raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, and held Hill's arm with the other hand.

"Of course I do."

"I have a request."

"tell me the story?"

"This month's share of ice cream belongs to me~~~~"

Hill choked, "...Aren't you trying to kill me..."

"Ah, that brother just owes me a favor." Yamil hugged Hill happily, his brows and eyes were curved when he smiled, and his whole body suddenly brightened up, so dazzling.

"Yes, I owe you." Hill had no choice but to think that his precious brother wanted him to owe him a favor, but it didn't matter, as long as it was your request, I would accept it.

"I'm tired of playing all kinds of games on the Internet, so I want to make it myself. With an independent terminal, I can play according to my own ideas without interference."

Hill silently imagined how ugly Ped's face would be when he learned that Yamir was devoting himself to making games, "Brother supports you, and you can ask him for help if you need it."

"Ok!"

For the Alixirui family, it was not a problem to configure such a room. The next day, with Lina and Ian's persuasion, Yamir was finally able to enter.

The first thing you do when you sit down is take out Michael, and then smile.

"...", Michael felt his fur trembling, "Yamir?"

"You talk too much." Yamir said blankly, his tone as cold as spitting ice scum.

"...Help—Master Hill—"

Its weak resistance failed to arouse Yamir's sympathy at all. After being mercilessly suppressed, the small mouth was forcibly opened and a data cable was inserted-the program change began!

米迦勒：主人你不爱我了我揍知道嘤嘤嘤！ QAQ!

Yamir didn't care about its meaning at all. After connecting the terminal, his brain quickly intervened, inputting the new programs he had built a long time ago at high speed, and inputting them into Michael's body one by one in an orderly manner, not like an eight-year-old child at all. what can be done.

"It's going to explode! I can't eat anymore!" Michael, who was finally attracted by the input program and settled down for a while, began to roll over and protest.

Yamir, "..."

Just when Michael was frightenedly guessing whether Yamir would delete all the programs installed by Hill to make room for it, Yamir stopped the input and output of the program, got up and picked up Michael, and bit him Carefully poke away the fluff while looking at the data cable, and open it ruthlessly!

"Indecent ah ah-"

Three hours later, Yamir rubbed his temples tiredly. It took him a lot of energy to maintain a state of high concentration for a long time, but fortunately Michael has finished the work and will definitely be a good helper in the future.

After being ruthlessly destroyed, Michael, "..."

Although its appearance is still so petite and cute, its inside has changed a lot. It is so soft and easy to knock down, and it has turned into a tough guy with a soft outside and a strong inside, and the world has collapsed.

Yamir squinted, "Are you suggesting that I give you a dinosaur look?"

"NO!!!", Michael jumped up excitedly and roared, even if it had lost its heart, it was determined to keep its body!If Yamir replaces it with an ugly, unsightly, rough dinosaur shell, it... it will explode!It is determined to protest to the end!

Yamir was very calm, "Then shut up."

Michael, who was ruthlessly suppressed again, shrank back to the corner with aggrieved, pointing his butt to the outside, how could it be so pitiful! T^T!

"Dong dong dong." There was a gentle knock on the door, with caution and caution.

No one answered the door, and Michael resolutely ignored it, but the knock on the door was unwavering.

Well, it's just that kind and generous.

Michael awkwardly rubbed the blanket on the floor, jumped up resolutely, and then... the white dumpling got stuck on the ceiling and couldn't get up and down, "!!!"

The master is too scary, how could he make it so violent, I can't stand it at all now!

Michael came down from the ceiling with tears streaming down his face, and pounced carefully to open the door. Unsurprisingly, the door was its creator. Hill, the grievance and dissatisfaction accumulated in the short three hours at that moment All gushing out, it carefully threw itself into Hill's arms and dawdled back and forth, with an aggrieved tone, "Master Hill..."

What's the matter with this sudden force... Hill took half a step back to stabilize his figure, touched Michael's soft down, it was still as soft as ever, "What's wrong?"

How lukewarm!This is what a master should look like, right?Thinking of the deep love between these two, Michael reluctantly decided to endure the humiliation and not expose Yamir's crimes. The happiness of the masters comes first no matter what time it is! "I...very good...really..."

Hill, "..."

He remembered that he didn't set up a convulsion program for Michael, why did he become so stupid all of a sudden...

Soon he put the matter behind him, for he saw his precious brother, who had fallen asleep in nothing but a thin shirt, not even a blanket, what if his flowery brother was sick good?

Hill stepped forward to hug his younger brother distressedly, raised his chin and motioned for Michael to open the door for them, both arms of his younger brother obediently embraced his neck, the touch of cheek resting on his neck was so hot, and the touch of his hand felt so good instantly. Happiness!

Michael, who endured the humiliation, was full of relief. Look, how happy the masters are, and he felt so happy too!Was it really worth the sacrifice?

Yamir, "..."

Ah, originally I just wanted to squint because my eyes were tired, but now that my brother has hugged him, let's go to sleep naturally, I'm just a little tired.

From that day on, the research room was equipped with an extra soft bed.

Facts have proved that this decision is very correct, because in the next few weeks, Riyamir will run there whenever he has time, and he will not come out until meal time and bedtime. Wearing a terminal and closing his eyes, he does not know what he is doing. This series of behaviors caused Hill to spend all day by his brother's side, making tea, making biscuits and reading books. He also specially learned a set of massage techniques to massage his brother when he was resting. Kneading, kneading, living a fulfilling and happy life.

The only dissatisfaction is their parents. Lena is a clerical worker, and she can do work at home. The children are all nestled in the laboratory. She doesn’t like to stay for a long time. She is obviously very worried and curious about what Yamir is doing, but she can’t ask too much. Not to mention how troublesome it is.

Ian has to go to work in the military every day to handle a lot of official duties. He goes out after breakfast and returns home before dinner. He doesn’t spend much time with the children. Now it turns out that he spends a little time with the children except for eating and going to bed. I can't see it anymore, a fiery father's heart was frozen into an ice lump, and it shattered to pieces on the ground. How could his children be so cruel and ruthless.

Another lonely night without children.

Ian was wearing home clothes and sitting on the balcony watching the stars. He was sad and lonely. How happy he was playing with the children in the past, but now he is so sad. Is it true that he will lose his parents when he grows up... Conscience little bastard!

"Honey, is it really okay to go on like this?", Lena opened the glass door and walked to the reclining chair, her long hair was coiled up, a strand of hair fell on her shoulders with soft curves, and the pink nightgown was placed on her fair legs Swaying, elegant and dignified, even with frowning delicate eyebrows, she is still a super beautiful woman.

"Lena, you have to trust our child," Ian straightened his upper body and took Lena's hand, kissed her lightly on the back of her hand, and pulled her to sit on his lap, with his hands wrapped around her slender With the tip of her nose against her smooth skin, Lina has a reassuring aura that she can't get enough of. "But it's not okay for them to be so addicted. You must talk to them tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Then today, let's have a good rest."

Lena stretched her brows, smiled and leaned over to kiss Ian's lips. The kiss was only a moment. Before he could react, she got up and walked quickly into the bedroom. It was rare for her to kiss so boldly. obvious.

Slightly rough fingers rubbed ambiguously on the lips kissed by his lover for a moment, and the corners of Ian's mouth curled up, and he walked slowly towards the glass door that invited him in.

The night is still very long.