Strange news about the little paper man

As night fell, there was silence.

Xiao Yelu sat by the window, listening to the babble of the admirers who broke in today.From the beautiful photos he has taken since his debut, to the few public welfare activities he has attended, there are many details, many of which he himself does not remember.

He knew that Zhong Li was actually very young, and his transformation time was much later than his debut year.Probably because he really likes it, he has done a lot to understand the things in the early years.Xiao Yelu was also very moved. He showed the patience he had never had before, tried to follow the other party's speaking speed, and listened to the mental journey of an admirer.

Zhong Li was naturally in a good mood. What was originally an extremely embarrassing day ended in such a beautiful atmosphere.The moon was shining in front of the window, the atmosphere was just right, and it happened that someone disturbed me at this time.

A group of girls were locked outside the door and made to stand for half an hour.Ono was not a cruel person, so he withdrew the spell and let them go.

The little girls were devastated and did not dare to challenge the authority anymore, so they had no choice but to pick soft persimmons if they wanted to vent their anger.These people were teased by Fang Zheng from the beginning, just in time for Zhong Li to hold a concert in Japan, Fang Zheng relied on the talisman paper in his hand, and was provided with free food and drink along the way.At this time, there was no talisman paper to rely on, and the plastic teammates abandoned her and ran away. Fang Zheng held the five hundred yen in his pocket, showing despair.

Although Fang Zheng was useless in his studies and poor in technology, but fortunately he had a thick skin, so he simply stayed in front of the museum and begged to be taken in.

She was blocked outside the main entrance of the museum, and there was still some distance between her and Ono's tea room.Miss Fang Zheng is young and young, and the sound waves after fully opening her voice are extremely penetrating.Just as some pink bubbles were brewing in the tea room, they were all pierced by the sharp sword turned into sound waves.

"Zhong Bao, male god, my husband is open! I traveled across the ocean to see you, and now I am penniless, cold and hungry, please take me in..."

"Have pity on me, little cabbage, the ground is yellow, the water is so fresh, it's going to be cold..."

"Li Li, Zhong Bao, Zhong Xiaoshou! Let me in quickly! Otherwise, I will call the police and say you raped me!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

As expected of a Zen practitioner, Mr. Ono was full of concentration. He counted the beads and kept his gaze fixed on the person opposite him, never leaving.Zhong Li doesn't have his patience, the male god is so kind and unassuming, but there are always such people who are ignorant.

"Why don't you let him in?" Zhong Li glanced at Xiao Yelu's face, and asked after discussing, "It's really not good to let a little girl howl outside the door."

Xiao Yelu thought that he was kind-hearted, and was about to compliment him, when he heard the other party continue: "It's really noisy, just pull it in and knock us out, so no one will bother us."

Little Yelu smiled, thinking, don't you realize that you are also very noisy?He cast a spell to accept the restriction, and nodded to Zhong Li: "Go, avenge you."

With the approval of the male god, Zhong Li seemed to be trying to catch a rocket, holding the table with one hand and trying to jump up.The result was that his legs were limp, he fell sideways, and crashed into the idol's arms for the third time in one day.

Even though Zhong Bao had a thick skin, this time he couldn't hold back anymore.He blushed and pushed the opponent's arm to stay away.The tingling sensation in both legs hit, and Zhong Li, who was about to get up, fell into the arms of the idol again without disappointment.

"I, I, I... I really didn't do it on purpose!" Zhong Li covered his face and wept.

Seemingly used to his recklessness, Mr. Ono was not angry, and even patted him on the back a few times to appease him. "Uncomfortable?" he asked softly.

"No..." Zhong Li was even more embarrassed, and explained in a low voice, "It's just...the legs are numb."

Fang Zheng was let in by Xiao Yelu himself. The spirit of the museum is unsmiling and has good skills. The little girl followed behind obediently, not daring to say much.

It is rare for this little devil king to be so obedient as now, and then she was put in confinement.

Xiao Yelu led the girl into a guest room, ordered her to call home, and then locked the room.There is food and water in the room, and there is also a separate toilet. The girl Fang Zheng received a ruthless instruction: "Stay honest, don't come to me if you have anything to do."

It was also getting late, Xiaoyelu found a suit of clothes for Zhong Li, and arranged for him to wash and rest.

After all, a museum is not a private residence, and there is no such ambiguous scene of living in someone else's house and sharing a public space.What Xiaoyelu arranged for Zhong Li was a staff dormitory, which was not very spacious, but it had its own bedroom with all the items.

The cool running water washed away the sweat and dirt, and Zhong Li felt refreshed all over his body, and his mood also drifted a bit.The mirror in the bathroom is a magical tool with its own beauty function. Zhong Li looked at himself in the mist through the mirror, and felt that the person in the mirror was radiant and moist, and looked like a fairy.

He threw the changed dirty clothes into the washing machine, and looked down to see the laundry liquid still in the corner.This room really didn't lack anything, Zhong Li poured out the laundry detergent in frustration, set up the washing machine again, and prepared to lie down and rest.

A set of dark blue men's Zen clothes was folded and placed on the bedside. It was Xiaoyelu's own clothes. The figure of a male model was a little too big for Zhong Li.The top was very loose, and Zhong Li put it on, barely covering his buttocks.

Throwing the trousers of the suit back on the bed, Zhong Li took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

The working area of ​​the museum adopts the layout of a single-story courtyard, the south is used for hospitality and office, the west is for auxiliary rooms, and the east and north sides are juxtaposed with several small dormitories.Xiao Yelu lives in the curator's room, which is a suite at the corner where two directions meet.

Zhong Li brewed his emotions, and walked along the corridor to Ono's residence.The moonlight shone on his body, making his bare forearms and thighs white and shiny.

The experience of being an idol sharpened Zhong Li's senses, and he found that there seemed to be a scorching gaze staring at him beside him.He turned his head and saw Fang Zheng drooling with his head pressed against the glass in the dark guest room next door.

With a "swipe", the curtains were forcibly closed, and the girl Fang Zheng was vigorously beaten to the ground by the cloth.Xiao Yelu's voice rang in his ears: "It's so late, what are you doing with her?"

Zhong Li was taken aback, and turned around following the sound, but he didn't see the shadow of the idol.By the way, he is the spirit of the museum and can control everything in the building, so wouldn't his actions just now be seen by the other party?

Seeing the male god misunderstood, Zhong Li wanted to explain, but judging from his own description at this time, the purpose of going in directly was too obvious.He stood there awkwardly, in a dilemma.

"Come in." The door on the opposite side was pushed open from the inside, and Xiaoyelu's voice came again.

Not daring not to listen to the male god's words, Zhong Li followed Xiao Ye and walked in with one hand and one foot.

The room is just like the owner, simple and tidy, only the water cup on the coffee table and the blanket on the sofa, showing a little trace of life.

Xiao Yelu asked Zhong Li to sit on the sofa, and waved for a water glass, which contained milk.Zhong Li sat down awkwardly, not daring to make too much movement, and pulled down the hem of his clothes to cover the base of his thighs, making it even more revealing.After reacting, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, only to find Xiao Yelu staring at his leg with a smile in his eyes.

Zhong Li took the milk awkwardly, thanked him and took a sip, it was warm.

"It's so late, what are you doing with the little girl next door?" Xiao Yelu asked, "I remember, I have prepared pants for you."

"It has nothing to do with her, I'm here to find you!" Zhong Li quickly confessed his innocence. He put the milk on the coffee table and was about to stand up, but felt the coolness of his legs and fell back down.

"What do you want from me?" Xiao Yelu noticed that half of the milk froth was stained on the upper part of the other's lips, and he had an obsessive-compulsive attack, and wanted to wipe it off for him.

Zhong Li didn't notice the male god's gaze, and was still immersed in the reason of self-proving innocence, and said stupidly again: "I... It's too hot, can you lower the temperature."

Little Wild Deer was amused by his anxious expression, pulled the thin blanket at his hand, and covered Zhong Li's lap.

The temperature in the hall is controlled by Xiao Yelu himself. Because it is hot outside, the living room is only [-] to [-] degrees at this time.Zhong Li was frightened into a cold sweat when he was in the corridor. When he first entered the room, he froze for a while, then his mood changed several times, and his body was also hot and cold.

After wrapping in a thin blanket, the warmth hit the goosebumps on his skin, and Zhong Li's legs trembled uncontrollably a few times.

Xiao Yelu arched his body, put his hands on the outside of Zhong Li's thighs, and touched his buttocks inward through the thin blanket.

Zhong Li fell back and leaned against the back of the sofa. He saw the male god raised a hand and approached slowly.Xiao Yelu put his finger on the other's lips, and wiped off the layer of hoarfrost.

Zhong Li was a little shy, licked his lips subconsciously, raised his big eyes, and stared innocently at Ono.An unintentional gesture was taken as an invitation by the other party. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yelu put his finger to his lips and licked it.

Xiaoyelu was born as a male model, and he is already a walking hormone, let alone his current appearance, which is simply not something Zhong Li, a rookie, can bear.Zhong Li felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, burning from his neck to the roots of his ears, but he was still so cowardly that he didn't even dare to reach out to hug the person across from him.

Xiao Yelu felt that the other party's reaction was a little cute, and gently stroked his cheeks and ears with wet fingers, but suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Li asked in a low voice, he wanted to rush but didn't dare, his lips and jaw were wet, and he tasted the rust.

"Look up," Xiao Yelu raised his right hand, "I'll get you a tissue."

After the bleeding stopped, Zhong Li blocked his nostrils, refused the embrace of the male god, and lay down on the sofa sullenly.Even if his thighs are exposed, he still wants to save face, okay?

It's so embarrassing, I can't stand it after being touched on the face, how hungry the male god can be for himself!The clothes are all stained by themselves, custom made, and look expensive.

A few plum blossoms were dripping on the white fabric, and Xiaoyelu thought of the Chinese word "Luohong" for no reason.Maybe this usage is wrong, but he is a foreigner, so he thinks it is very appropriate.

The author has something to say: Zhong Li is wearing a long T-shirt, walking around in front of the male god.

Ono: Are you horny?

Zhong Li is shy: ... God, don't talk like that!

Ono: I am a foreigner.

Zhong Li soiled the male god's clothes and wanted to take them back for washing, but was rejected.

Zhong Li: Don't you want any clothes?But why did you put it in the safe?

Ono: This is our first time. Your Luohong needs to be collected carefully.

Zhong Li: ...Don't let it go, this is obviously black history!

Ono: I am a foreigner.

In the early hours of the morning, Zhong Li, who had been exhausted for half the night, was awakened by hunger, and wanted to sneak out of bed to find something to eat.

Ono: What are you going to do?

Zhong Li: I'm hungry, let's find something to eat... um...

Ono: I'll feed you!

Zhong Li: Even if you are a Martian, you can't do this, woo woo woo...