My stockpiles found each other's presence

Ming Xiaoyao was full of a sense of crisis. In order to prevent Meijiao Niang at home from being caught by evil claws, he put the red Buddha lotus in his bag wherever he went, even going to the pharmacy, he was extremely vigilant.

Of course, if Yi Zenian really wanted to kill a potted flower, it would be useless even if he held it in his arms, but Ming Lai, who was full of fatherly love, obviously wouldn't think about it.

next morning

He mixed dozens of bottles of enhanced spirit potion, filled a backpack to the brim, and the Red Buddha Lotus was so crowded that he couldn't breathe, and then happily ran to the laboratory to condolence to his little friends.

"Come, come, one person, one bottle, everyone has a share. Comrades have worked hard. After drinking it, you will feel refreshed and energetic, and you can fight for another 500 years!"

The young man happily said witty words, because the friendship of playing games made him more relaxed facing this group of comrades-in-arms. At this time, he was stuffing bottle after bottle of medicine into everyone's hands familiarly.

Jinping looked at his smooth skin and ruddy face sadly, and touched the dense red bumps on his forehead, feeling extremely depressed: "I always stay up late to play games, why Minglai doesn't get acne, doesn't get angry, and doesn't have any problems. no."

The researcher next to him sighed: "Because he caught up on sleep, you didn't, and neither did I." He touched the bubble at the corner of his mouth, and made a painful "hiss".

"No." Chang Qing took a sip of the potion, set his eyes on the young man's finger, and said deeply: "There are so many bottles of potion, the master has to stay in the potion room for at least twelve hours to finish it. I went in in the afternoon, and it’s only now that it’s been dispatched and delivered, there’s no room to rest at all.”

Crowd:! ! !

Jinping moved his eyes with tears: "Is it really true?"

Minglai shrugged: "Yes, I have been adjusting since yesterday afternoon, or do you think I would stock up dozens of bottles of spiritual potions in my free time?" He was seriously threatened yesterday morning, and he had to eat a big meal. Shocked, I heard that my friends were also bullied by the big pervert, so I squatted in the pharmacy room all night until the sky was getting darker and then I completed the task.

"Master!!" The crowd was moved with tears in their eyes, and one by one came together to confess: "I misunderstood Master before, and thinking about it now, I'm really ashamed!"

"Lai Lai and I enjoyed the blessings, suffered the hardships, played the game and were exploited by the same pickpockets. This is revolutionary friendship!"

"I'm so touched, I feel sweet even when I drink the spirit potion!"

The last one is quite powerful, and Ming Lai can't help but look sideways at it, because if you want to describe the taste of the spiritual medicine, it is ten times the taste of Coptis chinensis boiled medicine, and you can even say the word sweet, you can't accept it.

The young man looked around and was very moved by everyone. He immediately said: "We are all revolutionary friends, so let's continue playing games after everyone is done!"

Everyone's legs softened: "...This, this is unnecessary."

Minglai slapped the table, full of pride: "What are you afraid of, Yi Zenian takes care of your working hours, and can he also control what you do during your rest time!"

No one answered his question, and everyone's expressions were unusually subtle, even terrified.

Minglai: "???"

Chang Qing's expression was quite terrified, his eyes were staring like balls, and he kept turning his eyeballs as if to signal him something, Ming Lai's heart tightened immediately, but before he could turn around, he heard a slow voice behind him: "Now you don't even call third brother?"

Minglai turned his head stiffly, and saw Yi Zenian standing at the door, the young man's eyes were deep and the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, his crazy attitude from yesterday had faded away, but he seemed unpredictable, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, feeling guilty shouted: "Third Brother."

The young man didn't continue to make things difficult for him. With his hands in his white coat, he walked towards the pharmacy first, and only said: "Follow."

Minglai packed his backpack, took his daughter with him, nodded to everyone with a serious face, and said solemnly: "Comrades, I'm going."

The researchers had tears in their eyes: "Master, you must come out alive!"

Ming Lai nodded heavily, and said sadly: "If I unfortunately die in the clutches of the devil, please burn "Reversed Life" to me. I still have many characters that I haven't cleared yet!"

Everyone: "..." I couldn't cry anymore.

Ming? Playwright? Lai waved with everyone and followed in with heavy steps. Immediately after the floating door fell to block the view from the outside, he fell into an unwarm but extremely domineering embrace. The young man smiled sullenly. , the voice slowly rang in his ear: "Even the third brother shouted reluctantly, are you really annoyed?"

Minglai opened his eyes and said nonsense: "No, I really like third brother, why would I be angry!"

Damn it, when he turns into a Ming monster, the first thing he will do is lock this guy up with Mu Sanyi and let them kill each other! ! !

Yi Zenian's fingers were twirling around Minglai's earlobe, he looked at the boy's sincere face without blinking, but he didn't believe it, and after a while, he suddenly grabbed Minglai's head and pressed his lips on the boy's eyelids It was not the predatory roughness, but the gentleness like snowflakes falling on the face, and then a low sigh, he said: "What are you afraid of? You see, I was so emotionally out of control yesterday, and I didn't kill you ?"

Ming Xiaoyao frowned, heard his helplessness and immediately climbed up the pole, accusing: "But third brother is so fierce."

so fierce?

Yi Zenian couldn't help but laugh: "The third brother made a mistake, can we make up for it now?"

His voice was so gentle that it was completely different from his crazy and distorted attitude the day before. They were completely two extremes. If others were afraid of drowning in this gentleness, at worst they would feel flattered. The target of the gentle offensive is the heartless little demon Ming.

Minglai blinked and didn't answer, but this attitude already explained everything. Yi Zenian understood it, so he took him directly to the laboratory table, and said softly: "Didn't you always want to make your bottle of ivy?" Is there a tranquilizer for you, shall I help you?"

"Okay, thank you third brother." Minglai tilted his head and ate the sugar coating without hesitation, saving the shells to shoot back at any time.

……

"Bam—!!"

The laboratory was swaying around, Ming Lai nestled in Yi Zenian's arms, which was extra safe. He waved the cigarette in front of him, moved his delicate nose to sniff, and suddenly clapped his hands and shouted in surprise: "Success!"

That's right!It worked!It's the smell of the potion exploding into liquid instead of powder as usual!

Ming Xiaoyao danced in ecstasy, pushed Yi Zenian away and went straight to his potion, with an attitude of throwing it away after use, he put a drop of the potion on his finger and tasted it in his mouth, it tasted as light as white water , but it didn't have the slightest effect, which made him frowned in confusion, and finally remembered that there was still someone in the pharmacy, so he asked the man excitedly:

"Third brother, did you ask how this smell feels?"

Yi Zenian stared deeply at the young man's pure and happy smile, and answered kindly: "Maybe it has some effect, I feel very peaceful now."

"Really?" Minglai's eyes sparkled, "Then can I test it?"

The young man took the initiative to walk over, wrapped the young man in his arms, smelled the sweet breath on his body, and asked softly with a smile, "How do you want to test?"

Ming Xiaoyao boldly reached out and touched his horn immediately. Although he was about to release it, he still touched it clearly. After touching it, he asked him presumptuously: "How is it, are you angry?"

Yi Zenian's face was as deep as water, he couldn't see his true attitude, a pair of black eyes stared straight at the young man, seeing his excitement as a guilty conscience, just when Ming Lai thought this guy was going crazy again, the young man grabbed him took his hand, and...

He slowly lowered his haughty head, buried his face in the boy's neck, then pulled his head and placed it on his head, saying: "If you like to touch, you don't have to put it down so quickly."

Minglai's eyes widened, and he couldn't help touching it up and down. He couldn't tell what it felt like, but it was a little cold. When he squeezed it, it felt stronger than a unicorn. He didn't know what animal's horn it was. , but still nodded seriously, and said: "It seems that it really works!"

hahahahahahahahahahaha!

Ming Xiaoyao burst into earth-shattering laughter, extremely proud, what did he say!What did he say!This guy didn't let him touch the horns before, he said that one day he would touch it, and as expected, he did!

Hmph, how could there be things in this world that he couldn't do!

Well, in fact, the feel of this corner is just mediocre, not very good, he thought in his heart that he got a good deal and behaved.

After touching it, he quickly put down his hand, then excitedly picked up the ivy and other herbs from the side, and said happily: "Then third brother, let's conduct another experiment, this time try to make it so that he doesn't blow it up!"

This time the third brother wanted to be affectionate, which was completely different from the attitude of calling Yi Zenian angrily, and even saying that he liked it in a perfunctory manner that seemed sincere but in fact.Yi Zenian looked at him with a delicate expression, the blood of this little experimental product was on his potion, and it was obviously using him naked like throwing it away after using it up, which made him speechless.

As a workaholic who puts research first, this is the first time he can't let go of a person so seriously, but the other person is a heartless and heartless little villain, no matter how low your attitude is and how sincere you are Real feeling, it is impossible to walk into his heart.

But even so, he still didn't want to let go.

Yi Zenian was silent for a while, then chuckled suddenly, and said, "Okay."

This smile gave off his usual nervous feel, and Minglai's ears trembled, well, no matter what Yi Zenian thought, he could use it anyway!

So, this little heartless man joyfully walked over with his ivy: "Come on, this experiment must be successful, it can prove something I have always doubted!"