I, Tyrannosaurus rex, raise cubs online [Transmigration Book]

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"Wei Shiyi, I never thought you were smart. From the beginning to the end, you were a fool in my eyes." The boss interrupted suddenly.

Wei Jing's expression froze, and he became angry instantly: "What did you say?!"

The elder brother seemed not to notice his expression, and went on to say: "But I never thought that one day, I would be played around by a fool..."

The last few words got stuck on the edge of my mouth.

He quietly stared at the young man in front of him. Different from Tu Shihua's exquisite face, this white and delicate face with a sunny smile seemed more attractive.

Just like now, it was obvious that this liar should be scolded severely, but after the little liar showed a hurt and aggrieved expression on his face, he couldn't be more ruthless.

Wei Jing's eyes widened angrily, and he glared at the boss angrily: "If you call me stupid again, I will really lose my face!"

"I really lost to you fool." The boss snorted lightly, stretched out his long arms, pulled him into his arms, hugged him fiercely, and growled almost gnashing his teeth, "Wei Shiyi, if you If you dare to do things that are sorry to me, I will break your dog legs!"

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

Wei Jing gasped in horror, did he accidentally get into some trouble again?

Why does the boss look so weird? !

Perhaps it was because the other party's tone was so fierce that when he was about to be kicked out of breath, he still didn't dare to move, his thoughts ran quickly, and he ruled out all the impossibilities bit by bit, leaving the last one, which is the truth .

Wei Jing swears that in his 23 years of life, this is the first time he has tried so hard to think about one thing, even when he was in the college entrance examination, he never worked so hard!

And the moment the final truth surfaced, he was already stunned.

The boss didn't say why, but there are indications that his abnormality cannot be made out of nothing, so——

The only possibility is: the boss knows the truth! ?

Wei Jing's breathing became rapid in an instant, his heart beat faster and faster, and he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Imagine a winner in life who is suddenly told: Hey man, everything you have right now is a lie!You are just a villain in a movie, in the future you will die a terrible death, and all of this is because of me, because I am the author of this book!

Click.

The light of the knife flashed, the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

The author suddenly.

Wei Jing imagined the scene for a while, only to feel that the world was spinning and his whole body was not well.

The boss should have only guessed the essence of this world, but he hasn't discovered that he is the author's father... right?

He thought uncertainly, shaking like chaff.

[All warmth is an illusion, when the bloody truth is torn apart, no one can bear the injury. ]

Wei Jing raised his head brightly and sadly, feeling cold inside...

"That's it." The boss suddenly let go of his hand, and his expression had returned to his usual indifference and gentleness.

Wei Jing looked at him anxiously, his breathing was disordered, and he squeezed himself quietly, barely letting the pain support him to stand still.

Don't shake.He said it to himself over and over again.

It's a pity that the micro-expression still betrayed his deepest thoughts.

The boss looked at the young man who was obviously guilty and uneasy in front of him, and snorted softly: "Why are you shaking?"

It's already like this, what else can I do?

Kill the little liar?

He really didn't want to.

After calming down and thinking about it carefully, compared to the stupid boy who built up his defenses at the beginning and only thought about running away, the current Wei Shiyi has changed a lot subtly.

He has learned to think about him, and he has already regarded Platinum Villa as their common home, pampered and loved Long Zaizi as his own son, and is used to acting like a baby to him, they are already a family.

No matter what happened in the past, and no matter what the truth is, at least now, they are a family, and they will never be separated again in the future.

So the truth and the past are not that important.

The boss quickly sorted out the status quo and prepared himself psychologically, but——

He still decided to teach [Master MSG] a little lesson.

"I, I didn't shake, you read it wrong." Wei Jing bit the bullet, opened his eyes and said nonsense.

He thought that the boss would continue to question, but to his surprise, the boss turned around and left without saying anything.

Wei Jing couldn't react, he stared at his back silently, watched him walk towards the bed unhurriedly, took off his clothes, got into the bed naked, and never gave him another second. a look.

He should obviously be thankful, at least he... fooled it.

But I don't know why, but I feel even more uneasy in my heart, like an ant on a hot pot.

There was no movement on the big guy's side, and he reproduced the magical skill of falling asleep in a second.

Wei Jingchu stayed where he was, so embarrassed that he didn't know how to react. He was in such a struggling mood. He really wanted to go over and ask for clarification, but he was worried that what if he was thinking too much?

One is not good, self-defeating, instead of causing trouble?

It took a full 10 minutes before he walked lightly to the side of the casserole where the medicine was boiled in a restless mood, took out his mobile phone, logged in to the official forum of Gogou Literature City, and sent a message for help.

#老gong and I have a cold war, what should I do, wait online, very urgent#

After the title was drafted, Wei Jing had a difficult time with the content of the title, what should I say?

The truth is too hard to tell, so I just filled in [such as title] and clicked the send button, preparing to describe the problem in detail later, but before he finished editing the content, a warm-hearted girl with quick eyes and quick hands replied to him.

——One cannon to wipe out grievances, the host should be brave, let's go!

——There is nothing that can't be solved with one shot, if not, just a few more shots!

——The host should take the initiative to dedicate himself, come on!

Yes, they are all such enthusiastic and unrestrained girls.

Wei Jing edited half of the content, and after deleting bit by bit, restored two words: Thank you.

Then put down the phone, and quietly moved over to the boss.

The boss seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing was a few beats slower than usual.

Standing by the bed, Wei Jing hesitated, took off his clothes rustlingly, and then sneaked up on it. He didn't have such strong thoughts.

After all, he was leaving for the Sloan Desert tomorrow, so it was very important to preserve his strength, and he didn't want to hold back the boss.

So, his original idea was just to sleep with him, to sleep with him, and when the boss wakes up, maybe he will forgive him for what he has done because he is so understanding, well-behaved and sensible?

Wei Jing was not sure about it, but just as he put the quilt on, the big brother who seemed to have entered a deep sleep suddenly stretched out his arms to hug him.

A low, slightly hoarse voice, but also full of sex. A sensual voice sounded close to his ear: "Wei Shiyi, what are you going to do by sneaking onto my bed?"

Wei Jing stiffened his neck, duplicity: "I'm sleepy, take a rest."

The boss snorted softly: "Are you sure?"

"Hmm!" The moment the bird was pinched, Wei Jing instantly changed his face. Isn't the force a bit heavy? !

He regretted it, he shouldn't have taken it off so thoroughly, and even got into the bed at the boss's side, he must have been obsessed just now to believe the nonsense of having a gun!

Now that the boss is still angry, his behavior of going into the mouth of a sheep is entirely possible to push himself into the abyss!

What if, in a fit of rage, the boss breaks his bird's neck...

Wei Jing's complexion changed drastically, and he begged in a low voice: "Be gentle, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The boss calmly changed pinching to stroking, and said slowly: "I'll give you another chance, tell me, what are you here for?"

Wei Jing was so relieved by his touch, he couldn't help but moaned happily from his throat, his mind was confused, and he told the truth: "I'm here to fuck you."

The boss looked slightly stiff, but soon regained his composure, and continued to ask, "Why?"

Wei Jing stroked his arm with one hand, grabbed the pillow with the other, and replied with a little unsteady breath: "I know you're angry, although I'm not sure why, but it's said on the Internet that a cannonball kills all grudges, I believe it evil……"

No, he could probably guess why the boss was angry, but there was no evidence, and he didn't dare to ask the other party directly.

The boss laughed lightly, his expression seemed to soften a bit: "One shot to wipe out all grievances, huh?"

After Wei Jing glanced at him carefully, he nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "If you think it's not enough, I can sacrifice some more..."

"Sacrifice?" The boss raised his eyebrows.

Wei Jing was acutely aware that the boss at this moment was like a firecracker that could easily be ignited, and he had to be coaxed, even if he was a bit shameless.

"No, no, no, this is wishful thinking and a matter of course."

The boss didn't say a word, the movements of his hands were fast and slow, and Wei Jing's heart also went up and down, beating wildly.

He took a deep breath, and simply shameless: "Old Gong, I want to..."

Squeezing his throat to pretend to be weak, Wei Jing had learned it before, smacking his throat to show off, Wei Jing was disgusted by himself.

The boss paused, obviously shocked, stared at him for a few seconds with an incomprehensible expression, and spoke again in a gentle tone: "Well, Lao Gong understands, and I will satisfy you immediately."

What the hell!What the hell!What the hell!

Wei Jing kept swearing inwardly, but tried to remain calm on the face: "Let the horse come over here!"

Dad is not afraid of you!

Two hours later, the author's father shed tears of regret...

The whole person is like a salted fish, and he doesn't even have the strength to turn over.

sosad!

In contrast, the boss looked like a normal person, he was doing the most tiring physical work, but he was a hundred times more energetic than before, which made Wei Jing aggrieved and envious.

Boss: "Wei Shiyi, can you still get up?"

Xianyu·Wei Jing shook his head feebly: "I'm sorry, I want to stay with my bed for the rest of my life..."

The boss gave up his plan to communicate with him, and directly hugged him by the waist.

Wei Jing suddenly struggled unwillingly: "Don't, don't hug me, I'll go by myself. I'm a majestic eight-star powerhouse, how can I be so vulnerable!"

"Okay." The boss reluctantly let go.

As a result, the dignified eight-star powerhouse performed what is called flat ground throwing on the spot.

This kind of wrestling, which requires a lot of skill, is really impossible for ordinary people to imitate.

Wei Jing awkwardly supported the boss's hand and stood up, his face flushed red: "Unexpectedly."

The boss smiled: "Yeah."

This time, I didn't listen to him anymore, and carried him directly to the bathroom next door like a sack...

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