Strange Rules: Ngan Lang Can Arbitrarily Distort The Rules

In one room, there are all kinds of beauties sitting around the low table, and although my dreams are interspersed with them, although they are abrupt, they are not too stiff in terms of words and deeds.

I was concerned about the case and what happened last night, and my expression perfectly interpreted what it means to be six gods without masters, and the appearance of eating breakfast with every bite aroused the concern of the people around me.

"My dream, didn't you sleep well last night?"

At first hearing this, my dream was excited, and his eyes unconsciously glanced in the direction of Belmode, and the woman was drinking tea calmly at this time, without the slightest tension in his emotions.

"I didn't sleep well.

"Eh~ Senior, what did you do last night, you look really tired. "

It's nothing, it's just a little bit of a bed. "I dream of making excuses, and I don't care if others believe it or not, I have to pass this level in my heart, otherwise I will be tortured and crazy sooner or later if I ponder these colored pictures in my mind all day long.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu held the teacup in both hands and put it on the tip of his nose, pretending to smell the tea gently, but in fact, his eyes kept looking back and forth between my dream and Belmode.

There must be something wrong with these two people!

I won't talk about it, the woman pretended to be indifferent, but in fact it was very awkward, even if her demeanor was very calm, but Kasumigaoka Shiyu could still find a clue from the other party's small movements that could not be checked.

For example, when I looked at her in my dream, the woman who pretended to be calm did not notice that her toes were curled up slightly uncontrollably under the young man's gaze, which was a sign of nervousness.

And there is only one reason why a woman with extraordinary bearing feels nervous....

"This sister is my dream friend, isn't it?"

Belmode, who was calm and didn't want to pay attention to others, turned his head to look at Kasumigaoka Shiyu's voice, met those bright eyes, and said without the slightest hesitation: "Sort of.

"It's just a matter of counting, but I feel like I'm very close to you in my dream~" "It's close, I

don't care much about it." Belmode's calmness at this time is not pretending, if she can't even cope with a yellow-haired girl, she has experienced countless things, and she has wasted so many years of her career.

"It's not just close, it's just intimate~" Although Kasumigaoka Shiyu had a smile on her face, anyone with a discerning eye could hear the smell of gunpowder in her tone.

"You seem to care about this?" Belmode said with a light arc on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the girl quietly with one hand on his cheek, the purity and elegance in his eyes were treasures left by the baptism of time.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face stiffened when he heard this, and he was originally ready to ask to the end, and he was scattered at once, and after feeling the eyes of several girls beside him, he said in a stalk: "It's normal for me to care about his communication as a friend of my dream." "

Oh~ Then I also want to know, what is your relationship

with him?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu's body was tense, his eyes glanced at the fireworks, and sure enough, he saw the girl looking at him with a serious face.

"We still don't talk about it anymore, we have to rush back to school after breakfast. "

You don't have to go to school today..."Hanako squinted slightly, and his voice was dull intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah, is that so. Kasumigaoka Shiyu reacted and hurriedly pretended that nothing had happened just now, and lowered his head and took a sip of tea, which looked like a rabbit who survived the catastrophe, and was cute in a panic.

Belmode, who easily handles girls, is not complacent, for her, Kasumigaoka Shiyu and others are not qualified to compete with her at all, and she has no heart to play some jealousy tricks with this group of little girls.

In her opinion, my dream is the thing in her palm, since stretching her legs and hooking her hand can make the other party comply, why bother to compete with others.

The adult concept of love is nothing more than tacit understanding and comfort, and when the emotion of possession dissipates from the mind, the two people will become extremely comfortable getting along.

Belmode's notion is that life experiences are constantly washed away, and it is more practical than any declaration of love. In this absurd era, she needs to be an object that gives comfort to her soul, and my dream happened to break in at this point in time.

The woman's red lips against the teacup pursed slightly, and she didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation when she looked at my dream who was sandwiched between several girls... Because she knows that this teenager can't escape the love network she weaves at all.

A few girls returned to the harmony of the past, talking and laughing, and my dream was that they were sandwiched in the middle like a mascot, and they didn't dare to move.

A pair of foxy eyes looked at the scene in front of her quietly, and the corners of Belmode's mouth hooked a curvature, who would have thought that in such a complex relationship, she would become the forerunner.

"What a group of interesting children, na~My dream~"

I dreamed of being blushed by the woman's sudden wink attack, nodded and looked away, continuing to act as my mascot.

Now he is just a teenager who is ashamed to express his heart, he does not have a lofty human demeanor, and he does not have the decisiveness to kill in the face of monsters, and he is exactly what Belmode likes the most.

..................

Rice Flower Town, where Dr. Asasa lives.

The girl with the appearance of an elementary school student is a little unusually mature, calmly washes and calmly prepares breakfast, and then calmly welcomes the weekend morning.

On the other side, Conan was still wearing the familiar black frames, looking down at his watch from time to time, looking a little anxious.

"I said Gray Plains, what the hell is he doing, Doctor, he called me here but he didn't see him. Gray

Yuan Wai ate breakfast with a calm face, and after a slight pause when he heard the words, he said: "The doctor has been immersed in those few things day and night recently, and calling you here is nothing more than a progress in research."

"That's true, but does that kind of thing really come to fruition easily? Conan scratched his head for some reason, and just as he was about to quietly go down and take a look, an excited voice suddenly resounded throughout the house.

"Success!"

"Doctor?" Conan was a little surprised when he heard the voice at first, and after carefully savoring the other party's words, he showed a hint of joy and hurriedly walked towards the basement.

Gray Yuan's originally calm expression also fluctuated slightly, and he gently put down the spoon and followed.

Underground, in a laboratory.

Dr. Asasa squatted on the ground with a grim face, holding an unidentified mass in his hand, the liquid in which the shaking liquid was faintly visible.

"Doctor!" Conan and the others hurried over, and when they saw his embarrassed appearance, they couldn't help but come forward and care.

"Are you alright, Doctor?"

Dr. Asa shook his head in a trance, holding the things in his arms with both hands and saying to the two, "This is the one who has the problem. "

Huh?" Conan looked confused.

"This is the dissolution of the monster remains I picked up earlier, and now I have packed it in a special container.

"So you're so excited about this thing?"

"Don't underestimate it!"