[Tutor] Your routine has fallen out!

Of course I knew he was referring to the batch of jewelry that the Japanese trash couldn't see the fakes in the first place.

I nodded at him but didn't know what he was trying to do with the gun pointed at me.

I ignored him and continued with my breakfast.Who knew he shot at me!

"You didn't even tell me what bullets were in it, and you shot me!?" "Huh?"

"Stupid, isn't your throat..."

"Humph."

"R, Reborn, what kind of bullet is that?" "Why don't you just use me as an experiment!"

"Play with sincerity. You will speak out your inner complaints, Anguluo."

"No, don't be joking!" "You will definitely say something strange! Why did you give me such a thing!"

"Because I need to do an appraisal. Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

"Damn big devil..." "TAT really can't hide anything."

Rambo looked at me thoughtfully.

"What are you looking at, I'm full of bad water." I couldn't help but blurted out.

"It's nothing." Rambo smiled and leaned over to Reborn and whispered something.

I saw the Great Demon King grinning sinisterly and nodding to Lan Bo in agreement.

"What the hell are these two guys going to do?" I covered my mouth and collapsed.

"Anguluo." Reborn jumped on my shoulder, "If you marry a stupid cow, it will be regarded as a great contribution to Pengo Lie."

"What contribution?"

"In a sense, a marriage with the Povino family."

"Hey! What kind of marriage is this! Besides, who am I in Pengelie? How can I marry!?"

"Whispering." I was kicked hard on the top of my head by Reborn.

I didn't expect to spend nearly an hour on the road.But looking at the surrounding buildings, I don't know why there is always a kind of...

"It feels like taking a long detour." I really said it truthfully.

The Great Demon King didn't show me any expression, he was stroking Leon with a flirtatious look.

"Actually..." I quickly covered my mouth tightly to prevent the second part of the sentence "The big devil keeps pulling me like this because I feel inferior" from leaking into my ears.If it is really heard that my head was blown, I am afraid it is not a special bullet.

"Huh? The ring?" Seeing the objects being appraised tightly surrounded, I even wondered if the big devil was playing with me again.Transferred me all the way back to Japan for... the ring?

No no although I don't mean to belittle the value of these rings.But I think Vengley must be very clear about the identification of the pure metal ring... Well, since everyone will say it and be heard.

"Anyway, I don't believe that Pengo Lie in Japan doesn't have this kind of technology. Either you think highly of me or your purpose is buried too deep."

"It has nothing to do with you."

I nodded, put on my gloves and sat down.

When I got home, I was exhausted.Although the main energy is used to control my uncontrollable mouth.

The aura of staying with the big devil again is too bad.

Before the car drove to the door of the house, Lan Bo was already waiting for me at the door.

Reborn didn't follow, I got out of the car and he left.

I smiled weakly at Lanbo. "Can you give me a hug?" I finished the sentence while being held in my arms.

"It's nice to be honest and stupid." Rambo happily carried me directly into the room.

"It's very distressing to speak out." I sighed and scratched Rambo's hair.

"That means I can hear your truth today?"

"Don't, don't!"

Rambo settled me on the soft sofa, hummed a little tune and walked into the kitchen.

Ah... this is bad.I buried my face in my bent knees.He will definitely say something that makes him look forward to it.

"Stupid, do you like me?" Damn this guy cut straight to the point!I covered my mouth for the first time, but this reaction made him laugh directly. "Your reaction means you like it?" I didn't know he could smile so happily.

Ah, what a sin.

"So, when did it start?"

Lanbo didn't give me a chance to be silent this time.I was forced to sit on his lap, forced to look at him, forced to let go of my hands over my mouth.How could the cow monster be so strong?

"It started when you confessed to me when you were 15 years old." I watched his reaction carefully.

"So early?" Lan Bo was frightened, "I thought...at least not until recently..."

No, don't do that.Rambo looked happier.

"Then why...forget it and don't ask this."

"Hey, do you still decide the order of the questions!?"

"Stupid, are you disgusted with my actions yesterday?"

"Not disgusted."

"Then...do you like it?"

"..." Although I knew it was stupid, I still covered my open and closed lips hard.

"But I still want to hear it from you." Lan Bo narrowed his eyes, put his arms around my waist and pulled my hand away, "Tell me, do you like me to hug you?"

"like……"

"What about kissing you?"

"Hmm... like... like..."

"Since you like me so much, shall we be together?"

"...Don't. I definitely don't want to be with you."

Eh?

I suddenly felt my mouth being controlled by my consciousness.The long-term effect of special bombs is finally over?

However, my answer was beyond Rambo's expectation.He stared into my eyes as if to reassure me that I was lying.I also loosened the arms around my waist.

"No, Rambo, that..." I tried to explain out loud.But at the beginning of the conversation, I felt that I was really stupid.Isn't it always my pursuit to get rid of the relationship problem with Lanbo?What am I going to explain now?I actually want to marry you?Stop it.

"Stupid, so you have always been serious in rejecting me." Lan Bo kissed my cheek, becoming a little disappointed.

"I thought... it was just you being arrogant and awkward with me."

"I thought it meant that we didn't have any barriers, so it didn't matter."

"I never thought it was me..."

"Too self-indulgent."

"……sorry."

Seeing such a blue wave, I'm afraid I can't help crying.

In fact, what is wrong?The thing about me rejecting him?

In other words, what is the reason why I have always rejected him?

It seems that because of...

inferiority complex?

Unlike me, he is so good.

daily anxiety

Is that still a family reunion?Can not remember.All in all, it was a very formal dinner.Five years before my 14th birthday, I was a complete little girl.

Romantic is in a mess, he has no brains, and his three views have long been distorted by the Mafia.

I like boring dinner parties like this best, because only then can it be legitimate to wear a beautiful dress, and no one will laugh at me for dressing up.

It's great to be able to learn proper manners, because at this time, I can go around toasting with adults whose identities I never figured out.There is even a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine that looks awesome and has a color that I like very much.

Fruit wine is still wine no matter how weak it is.For nine-year-old me, it was exciting to get a taste of "wine" that was untouchable before adulthood.

In my enjoyment and happiness I see Rambo Povino.This boy I decided not to forget in my life.

I love his cow print shirt.

When I reached out to grab the skirt of an unknown woman who was gone, I came across this cow print shirt.

He tilted his head behind the big pillar of ceremony, appeared as if he knew I would pass by, then wiped his bangs handsomely, and said in an exaggerated voice on purpose: "It's you."

What do you mean?I don't know when I've seen this guy.Where did his long-lost tone come from?

Perhaps another dinner party of unknown time and space.I briefly summed it up for myself.

I remember smiling at him and running up to compliment his shirt.

He froze for a moment, then smiled, looking very happy.

"You have really good taste." I knew he was also boasting about his taste by taking advantage of the situation.

I just nod.

He gracefully handed me a glass of cider.red.

I squeezed the goblet in my hand and took a sip. It tasted like I had never tasted it before.

But in fact, I have only drank pink peach flavor.

"What flavor?"

"Grapefruit."

I vaguely know a fruit with this name.

I looked him up and down and decided he was from a big family.He hesitated when I asked him.

"Well... I know you are from Pengo Lie." His voice was nice, with a little magnetism and temptation that did not suit his age, "I don't know if you have heard of it. I am from the Povino family."

"Povino?" I certainly hadn't heard of it.

"You're so pretty." He complimented me suddenly.

As soon as I blushed, I replied to him: "You look good too."

He patted me on the shoulder with a strange smile, and continued: "Are you a killer?"

I hurriedly shook my head: "I can't do such a remarkable thing. I... I don't know what I do. I'm studying jewelry appraisal. But my dream is to heal someone I love."

"Want to be a doctor?"

"It's not as great as a doctor...I just want to have the ability to keep the people I love alive, so...the only thing is that I don't like blood very much."

"Bleeding?"

"It's not that serious. I just don't like it. So I don't like saving people."

"Oh... I'm a killer." He looked up at me, "Very powerful killer."

I looked at him enviously, held his hands and looked longingly: "Master Killer in cow pattern."

At that time, the way he looked back at me should be considered complicated.

since then i have been