Climbing the wall every day

Anyone who is familiar with Huang Mingqian knows that this "person" who looks like an ultimate killer loli on the outside, but is an unknown creature on the inside, can be said to be omnipotent, and there are few things in this world that can hinder her.It is possible that few people will believe that the world is in their hands, but if it is said that she has reached a level that humans cannot look up to, no one will refute it.

Perhaps it is the relationship between gold and gold, but this so-called "all-powerful" guy has a problem with talking big and small: this person has a self-consciousness that normal people can't understand at all about the so-called "time". Unique and novel personal insights.Because of this special insight, someone has a more complex and abstract understanding of the so-called "time lapse" that cannot be understood by outsiders.

Well, to put it simply, a person with a shallow imperial name has no concept of time at all.

This kind of non-concept does not mean that she will remember to go to the restaurant to meet the appointment after dinner time after having an appointment with someone for lunch-in fact, most of the time, she is playing the "gentleman" who waits for others in advance .The problem we want to talk about here is that Huang Mingqian does not have any awareness of the passage of time.

For example, if you ask her how old she is, someone will look at you with a super innocent face, and then rummage through the box for something called "ID card".After seeing the date of birth printed on it, Qianqian will tell you with a smile: I should be XX years old this year.

In other words, she is an idiot in the face of such a large-scale definition of time and space as "year" and "era".

Therefore, you really can't blame her for looking at her "son" who has been "caring for" for 15 years, and asking "Well, how old are you this year?" This kind of extragalactic question can be blown out of the Milky Way.

The boy sitting on the window sill turned around, slightly raised his good-looking eyebrows, and replied half helplessly and half sighing, "Didn't I tell you yesterday?"

Didn't she pretend to be sick yesterday, call him back to Hong Kong from London abruptly, and then celebrate his birthday?Why did you forget again?

"Have you?" Someone who was still a [pseudo] loli turned his head 15 years ago, and a big question mark appeared on his head, "Xiaohuo, did I ask yesterday?"

Xiao Huo—Actually, this guy is the main contributor to the opening of this story.Back then, if it weren't for its good airdrop technology, someone as cunning as a fox would not have reunited with a certain baby so unprepared, let alone take a certain baby back for adoption. The corners are left to die of their own accord.

So, please give a round of applause to welcome Xiaohuo to the stage!

The three-headed little fireball who was held in Qianqian's arms as a pillow twitched a little, indicating that he hadn't heard anything, and then nestled obediently in someone's arms to keep him warm.

"Well~ I can't remember it." Anyway, I just saw the boy "suddenly" look so mouth-watering, so I asked casually.

Qianqian quickly put aside her short-term curiosity, reached for the alarm clock by the bedside, and confirmed that there were still three full hours before nine o'clock, "Okay, it's still very early before boarding time, accompany me first Let's go have breakfast."

"Is there anything you want to eat in particular?" The young man smiled lightly, and jumped down the window sill calmly. Seeing that someone who had become lazy reached out to hug him shamelessly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a small arc, and he hugged Qian'an very skillfully. shallow.

"Anything is fine~" Qianqian put on an expression of "I'm easy to take care of".

Turning a corner, the young man who was descending the stairs with ease gave her a sideways glance. Without saying anything, he just tilted his head slightly, so that his neck, which was already exposed to the air, could be seen more clearly in someone's eyes.

The boy's skin was very good, so fair that it was almost transparent, without any blemishes.Such a slight profile, just like a lonely white swan singing, is so noble that one almost wants to worship it.

Qianqian immediately turned her head, covered her nose weakly, and protested loudly: "Okay, this is Hongguoguo's□ah□!! No matter how easy I am to make a living, I can't just bite you down like this! !! And you are implying that I will eat you, idiot!!!!!!"

"Then you can say whatever you want." The young man retorted calmly.

"I @*+%￥#*&..."

Huang Mingqian, who had always been good at eloquence, finally retreated in embarrassment under the young man's beauty trick (?), and died down.

Of course, as for whether a certain [fake] loli is trying to retaliate with inhumane tortures such as whipping, dripping wax oil, and forcing the other party to admit that "I am actually a small sufferer", the answer is quite obvious.

In fact, the young man should be grateful to the heavens in many cases: his spiritual vision, which has been tried and tried, has no failures at all, is completely ineffective for Qianqian.Otherwise, passively accepting such a distorted consciousness that harms the mental health of young people all day long, his signature inscrutable and gentle smile will probably be distorted to an unpredictable degree.

Amitabha……

The young man who "didn't know how to be blessed" lowered his head. The very petite guy in his arms was talking to himself. "Such vicious words popped up one after another, and every syllable was filled with resentment that was about to materialize.

The boy—well, it’s actually the “son” Asakura who Qianqian picked up back then, looking at her with a funny face: “You don’t want to go to Japan anymore, do you?”

Japan = cherry blossoms = the most beautiful flower season at this time

Instantly killed by the other party's lure, the flower-loving [pseudo] Lolita weeps inwardly, but immediately there are big bright smiles on her face: "It's a rare flower season, so I will definitely let me go!" Right? Qianqian knows that it hurts Qianqian the most~ If Qianqian can’t see this season’s cherry blossoms, Qianqian will definitely be unhappy; once Qianqian is unhappy, she won’t eat well; You will feel uncomfortable; when Qianqian feels uncomfortable, you will feel distressed, right? Qianqian can’t see it so sad~ And there’s more, Qianqian..."

A bunch of parallel sentences like tongue twisters were thrown down, and the reaction of normal people is basically to compare the eyes of mosquito coils immediately, and then there is smoke on the top of the head, and then raise the white flag to surrender, crying bitterly with both hands, "as long as your lord don't stop!" Just like Master Tang, I can't finish reading, you can kill me if you want," the letter of surrender.

However, please look forward a few lines and you will find that the handsome young man in front of you actually has a bizarre experience of "being airdropped and landed by a huge spiritual body 15 years ago". What about ordinary people?

Therefore, the best reaction is to put Qianqian on the sofa, and then sit calmly opposite her, enjoying a delicious Chinese breakfast on your own.He raised his head occasionally and gave her a very patient and beautiful smile, indicating that he had enough time and energy to continue listening to see if she could impress his stubborn rock.

But the facts have proved that even if Qianqian has master Tang's eloquent saliva and rhetoric, it is still useless to deal with it well.

the reason is simple.

Because the one sitting opposite her is not the monkey who can lead an apprentice home by just reciting a few mantras, but the Tathagata who can kill a monkey for 500 years with one slap.

When Master Tang met him, he obediently kowtowed and shouted "Buddha".

Amitabha again...

This is really an embarrassing word.

Qianqian moved to the corner of the sofa, huddled into a ball, and shed tears like rain.

After finishing her breakfast in a leisurely manner, she took a good look at the non-environmentalists who were hiding there wasting water resources, raised her eyebrows, and finally walked over after a while, and touched her little head: "I will go to the United States next stop. "-

The voice was a little helpless, which was a sign that Hao gave in to her.

He raised his teary eyes and stared at him pitifully.

"Have you packed your things?" Hao shook his head, "Someone will take you to the airport in a while, and I will go to Japan to see you."

On the surface, he maintained his pitiful appearance perfectly, sniffled his nose lightly, then moved back slowly, opened his arms and hugged Hao's waist, rubbing his little head back and forth in his arms.

As for her heart... well, fireworks, sparks, morning glory and all that.

Hao hugged her shoulders and laughed softly.

See, even though the millennium has passed, he still treats her... helplessly.